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Christmas Magic

The magic came to Christmas Day when shepherds first were told, When wise men brought their frankincense, their myrrh and gifts of gold, When heaven opened wide its gates and angels came to sing; For in a manger on the hay, lay Christ, the newborn king. I found it first at Grandma's house, so many years ago, When she prepared her Christmas treats and Grandpa seemed to glow. The house was full of warmth and love, so sweet, so pure and real; And what I cherish most of all, that Christmas magic feel. It's in the music, on the air; just turn the dial to find Inspiring songs that sing of peace, goodwill to all mankind. They sing their praises unto God and spread their Christmas cheer, And everywhere the songs are sung, they find an opened ear. Its clamor, sparkle, warmth and hope, of which we try to write In pretty lines of words and rhymes that never sound just right, Can best be seen in children's eyes when they awake to see What Santa Claus has brought and placed beneath the lighted tree. The magic feel returns each year with warmth on coolish nights, With memories steeped in seasons passed, in songs and blinking lights, At Grandma's house, her Christmas treats, aromas rich and spiced; To recognize the best in man, and honor Jesus Christ.


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Take me away but I promise to sing a Song

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[ This Poem is dedicated to Freedom of Expression  
and Tibetan Dharma Guru Shri Dalai Lama to support
his struggle for the cause of Freedom of Expression ]


Take me away but I promise to sing a Song


Take me away from such a place, 
Where feelings and emotions, 
cannot be freely expressed. 

Where new thoughts and ideas are crushed,
By the rod of power and corrupts.

Where mind do not get the opportunity to reveal,
its vast sea of beauty and varying colors.

Where love never flies freely in the sky,
while touching the unexplored lofty heights, and
wings of Poetry are nipped in the buds, 
before they bloom and spread their smiles.

Where wind do not flow,
while touching the flowers and buds,
Where the butterflies do not have the freedom,
to show their varying moods and colors.

Where faiths have lost their grandeurs and glow, and
shrines are converted into suffocating barracks.
 
Where love has lost its magic of moving a heart, 
to sing a song and dance on the call of its soul,
Where a vast sea of humans live,
without the freedom of expression.

Take me away from such a land and place,
Where people live in chains under iron curtains.

I promise I will come back to this land one day,
when the breeze will flow freely touching every heart,

When its people will have the freedom to fly on their wings,
I promise I will come back,  to such a place one day,

When animals too would move without fear in their hearts, and
birds would be free to fly anywhere in the sky.

When the morning dew would greet the new rising Sun,
By glittering without fear, its silver and golden beams,
When flowers and buds would freely spread, 
their alluring wings and fragrance in the air.

When the human mind would be free to explore and express, 
its ideas and colors on the canvas of paper.

I promise I will come to such a land one day,  
to Sing the song of joy and mirth.

Ravindra
Kanpur India 27th Aug. 2011

 


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Ever Turning Circle

In winter’s white, as angels cry
for early spring to warm the wind,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned.

For early spring to warm the wind,
at Valentine’s romantic calls,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls.

At Valentine’s romantic calls,
rebirth of nature’s light divine,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls,
and blossoms pastel shades recline.

Rebirth of nature’s light divine,
when day equals the hours of night,
and blossoms pastel shades recline,
to hail the queen of May in light.

When day equals the hours of night,
a summer’s sun will come to play,
to hail the queen of May in light,
we chant and sing along the way.

A summer’s sun will come to play,
so life can grow as gods decreed,
we chant and sing along the way,
with warmth and light our hunger feed.

So life can grow as gods decreed,
the rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
with warmth and light our hunger feed,
the wealth of harvest is our own.

The rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
in autumn breeze that chills the heat,
the wealth of harvest is our own,
as gold and red belies our feet.

In autumn breeze that chills the heat,
a year that ends with blessed Samhain,
as gold and red belies our feet,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign.

A year that ends with blessed Samhain,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign,
in winter’s white, as angels cry.


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Night Breeze

Gazing at the stars
in a beautiful night sky,
she feels the silent wind
slowly passing by.

As the cool gentle breeze
caresses her skin,
it ruffles her dress
again and again.

As the waves from the ocean
cover the sand,
the wind sways her hair
as she brushes it with her hand.

She stands with a smile
in the light of the moon,
hoping the breeze
will come back soon.


Copyright 2007 INSIGHTS by R. A. Jones - Published by Publish America


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Song Of The Seamen And Their Ship Called Mary Rose

Mary Rose, the mighty sailing sea vessel glided majestically across the waves 
She had robustly and bravely sailed the briny waves for many a night and day
With the ocean's heaving gusting squalls blowing off proud stern and mast
Sailing victorious and proud - her billowing white sails were cast
The calm, liquid waters of the sea flowed quietly purple for now-
Unaware of the coming storm that would beat furious against her bow 

Her alabaster sails whipped violent and furious in the oncoming storm
Impending doom was yelling its cries while the seamen went unwarned
Down below, inside their cabins the seamen peacefully slept
Wrapped in the secure watch that their gallant captain kept
The oceans black, boiling waves beat savage against starboard and port
As Captain Noe standing fearless - at first quake, did not the storm report

The old wooden beams of the Mary Rose began to restlessly moan and creak
While the blackened roaring, rolling waves beat furious against her feet
Her alabaster sails rose proud- beating mighty against wailing squalls and gusts
While deep inside the bow in bunks, the sleeping seamen thrust 

Suddenly...they heard the captain's distraught voice cry out 
When the seamen heard his voice -they heard fear without doubt
“Awake, all of ye’ ”,   Captain Noe forcefully roared
“Alive! Awake… all ye’ seaman come quickly up on board”!

The savage spirit of the sea reigned fierce with rage and fear
While the brave captain fought - loyal seaman brought up the rear
They courageously fought together - not silenced by the eye of death
As the sea raged violently against them with its brutal, menacing breath 

To save their mighty Mary Rose, they’d dip their very souls in blood 
Leaving themselves merciless against this drunken, mighty flood
With plank and bow standing fierce between them and their fate
The raging ocean’s fierce, blackened waves - the sea they could not hate

The morning brought the warming sun which rose broad above the waves
The winds had tamed their violent voice against captain and seaman brave
With unshakable courage and seaman’s wit not once were spirits broke
Each cheered his mate and captain strong as they fought with steady stroke
Their peril fought in days of danger and night filled with pain
Their manly courage did not wane - their fight was not in vain
For all the courageous seamen and their brave Captain Noe
Joined together in hand and spirit to save...their proud Mary Rose 




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The Owl and the PusyCat Sail

Together the Owl and the PusyCat were married
Then again sailed out over the deep blue seas
Searching forever for the great Land of Nod,
To the place where they could find true peace.
True peace, true peace… Where they could find true peace.

The love that twined forever within their hearts
They sought throughout all the wonderous lands
Going to the place where they would live in peace,
A place where true peace, rules and lives in the hearts of the land.
The land, the land… Where true peace lives in the heart of the land.

Alas, the love of the heart, though truly not easy to find…
Is easier to find than the love of peace, found throughout the land.
So it’s said they will continue to sail, until that day comes true,
And when they land for the final time, will be up to me and you.
Me and you, me and you… That day will be up to me and you.



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Plockton - Wester Ross

The greatest holiday gift I ever received  
Goes back so many, many years
Before my life became turmoiled
And before my tears for fears

I was a child like many out there
Torn, strewn and split of kin
Mother and father in differences
Confused at seven, wearing their same skin

For I was one of the lucky ones
To a Highland Estate I would go
It's on the west coast of Scotland
Where my holidays desired me so

Secretly I internally smiled
For a whisper of where I was heading
To live with a movie star hero
No longer my life was in dreading

We were picked up by a man so fine
His manners were an absolute joy
Regimental he was in his approach
To me, just a seven year old boy

We travelled through the village of Plockton
Crystal clear waters edged to it's shore
I knew from this very moment
Being here ebbed previous family sores

On entering his house I was in awe
Movie pictures came to my view
They were images of James Bond
At seven I was totally through

A voice called to me
Hey James! sit down and I'll tell you me
Still in circles in walking awe
This is what he told thee

My name is Patrick Dalzel Job
In the Second World War I served
But this recognition I bestow
Humbles me to it's deserve

This honour that's been given
Was blessed by a colleague in war
What desired Ian Fleming to be so striven
Possibly, what we were fighting for

We served on the same destroyer
Fighting to make the future free
His tribute, in his novels I became
James Bond, it's incredibly me





Not many seven year olds have stayed with James Bond.
This seven year old Scot's boy has, maybe I learnt?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Dalzel-Job


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Untie The Knot This Christmas

Untie the knot this Christmas,
Have a look inside
At the gift you have been given,
It may be to 'cool' to hide!

Undo the layers of wrapping,
Find out what's hidden there.
Be careful how you open it;
It says, "Handle with care."

Unto you this gift is given,
It's stamped 'FROM GOD ABOVE'.
He sends this blessed present,
With unrequisite love.

Understand there is no motive.
This gift is free indeed.
It's given to each person,
Who truly has a need.

Unlock your heart this Christmas,
Let peace and joy flow through.
Then Christmas will be special;
Especially for you!!


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Sailing Away

Cruising the Mediterranean
I don't wish to fight any more
I want to enjoy the sunset
On the sea I so adore

Please hold your tongue
In silence,
View the beauty all around,
Tend the sails with care
So we don't run aground

I'll make us Margaritas,
We'll dine in finest style
As our sloop carries us
Through many a sea mile

No fighting, please,
I beg you,
Let this be a sailing
in but total peace,
And anger and misunderstanding,
I pray that they do cease

So hold me as you did once,
No question of our love,
And watch the Albatross
As he flies off with the dove

The soothing sea to rock us,
As if babies in need of sleep
And the new memories we create
Forever shall we keep.


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Embrace pt. 1

When you look into my eyes, you would probably
see another soul wandering aimlessly.
to a sea of nothingness, but I am with you,
I feel like my soul is clinging to your love,
and heart warming embrace.

When I look into your eyes, I see a free spirit,
looking for a companion. And you have one,
though I am not the most embracing soul,
but I guess you don't care.

My heart beats for you, my arms embrace you,
my eyes yearn to see your beautiful face.
If you were gone my soul would abandon me,
and plunge into the sea of depression,and
sadness, so I need your embrace.

So here we are, two souls clinging, to each other,
and not letting go. Because I need you, and you
need me. There will be challenges ahead, but
we are ready for them, for we cling to that


               Loving Embrace!

By Joshua Pickett  @ 2010


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Meandering Rivers, Streams and Burns

Meandering rivers, streams and burns
Zig zagging, flowing in contour turns

Sparkling waters as pure as can be
Flow through the glens and down to the seas

Much life is found in these translucent waters
Species of fish, and delightful otters

 

Along these rivers, streams and burns
Grow many grasses, trees and ferns

Varieties of greens in wonderment bloom
A most beautiful sight is natures front room

Her seasons dictate, the rise and the fall
The pictures she paints, delightfully enthrals

 

These graceful rivers, streams and burns
Lured us to settle, for beside the seas we yearned

Villages turned into towns, and towns into cities
For the lure of these waters, some murky some pretty

For all around the world, the patterns the same
These are just a few, the Thames, Ness and the Seine



Look after all waters as they are all our concern
Our meandering rivers, streams and burns




" My entry into Brian's contest Flow, River, Flow "





http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/poetry-soup-4.php


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The Winds of the Night

The winds of the night creep in on you and they are up and about.
They surround you in the darkness and shed you into some light.
They are given and they are taken with your most silent thoughts.
They pass through your hidden fears and come from plain sight.
The winds of the night so clever and discreet they really are.
They hold no boundaries to your beginning and nor to your end.
They are warm and they are cold rising above you and reaching up from far.
They are of their own power and hold onto all claims of their own.
The winds of the night come sending a message to the unknown.
The winds of the night are aimless but when directed they drift all together.
They are dangerous when calm at night a sight not even one has really seen.
They are unsettled with no balance yet predictable by where they all concur.
They capture what is felt and heard because they’re accepted as they’re deemed.
The winds of the night come and go for they are on a lifelong mission.
They are silent within your journey for they can not be spoken to or touched.
They exist for your life bringing the world into its final rule on deception.
The winds of the night carry enough strength to lead a massive world into the unjust!








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The Sea of Difference - 1

Within the quantums of refined grace lies the Blue Boy,

Holding his colour against an armoured sea of Green.

Nomadic and erratic he feels the walls for a hint of the familiar.

                                                        -His solace is withheld-  

Textures of Gold and Platinum surround his senses

But with deep aquatic the boy would stay. Promises us

He'll never fade, not at the beginning, not in the end.

                                                       - Compromising prospects-

Preventing his sanity from slipping in a sea of difference,

This Boy of Blue signs a contract with his soul intricately

And delicately planning the passive usurping of the Green

                                                        - Optimistic Intentions-


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The Sea of Difference - 2

Rich in talent and perpetuated by a secret desire for 

Anarchy, the Blue Boy dug his skin into string, 

Ever watchful of the endless sea of green, that had

Consumed him for so long.

                                                               - Setentia Exuro-

The skin grew hard, his Colour hinted a Deeper Blue.

Those sinners to his cause, hung above him in a cloud

Of Red Malevolence. Never faltering, Never wincing,

His blood trickled into the Green mist.

                                                               - Sparks of Blue-


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Sunset Wonder

Fingers crossed,
My mind still hoping,
Day by day,
I rest on the hill sloping.

Looking at the sun,
Mesmerized by the beauty,
Rays blinding the scene I look on.

The sun is setting,
My mind is wondering;
Although sometimes forgetting,
Though life seems like its plundering.

Birds wisp by,
Flying across the purple-pink sky.
Oceans in the distance,
Beauty beyond existence.

It’s a sunset wonder,
A masterpiece of splendor.
Exquisiteness unsurpassed,
The sky, life, and scenery coming together at long last.


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Moon Dance

The waves slide over the shore
Leaving tiny, squiggly trails
The moon and sun battle for the sky
And the big, bright moon prevails.
The beach is shrouded in darkness
Dimmly lit by only one light
That dances through the undertow
Marching its way through the plight.
A stencil of gray laces the sky
Creating a vision of death
Slowly overcoming the shore
'Til it takes its last breath.
The ocean itself which had once held
So much life in its depths
Has become drowned in its own contents
It is meeting its own death.
A storm lashes its way
Solmnly across the sky
To make room for what will unleash
That will cause the very moon to cry.
Dancing and waltzing across the shore,
The moon sadly turns away
She can't bear to see her ocean like this
And witness it going astray.
With one, final, swift motion, 
She casts her love out to sea
The love she held deeply for her ocean
The world, and all her countries.
She makes her way back to where she belongs
And lets the sun take over the sky
I didn't, in all my years,
Think I would ever see the moon cry.
But she shed those tears so bravely
And dried them so nonchalant
She turned and made her way back to the sky 
Like it was something she could never want.
The moon had lost the battle
And, defeated, began to fade away
Then the sun began to dance, too
To celebrate a brand-new day.



 










Details | I do not know? | |

Behind closed eyes

Close your eyes, and start to hear
Upon a moon-lit night
My words of love, whispered near
Through darkness to first light

Feel my arms surround you there
My breath upon your skin
To fill you full of loving care
And take you once again

Walk the dreams that we both share
Embraced by perfect love
Let's leave the world and walk on air
To a paradise undreamed of

I am always with you everywhere
My soul is part of your own
This love we know so very rare
The knower and the known


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

Tropical Romance

Tropical Romance White crowned waves wash upon the wet seashore The Palm fronds shiver in the stiff sea breeze Moonlight shimmers across midnight blue seas Black sky twinkles with diamonds galore Sensuous delights love does hold in store Come my love, on white sand lie with me please On this sand mound beneath these tall Palm trees And let us share the love we have pledged this day This love we do share is not commonplace White crowned waves wash upon the sea shore Moonlight shimmers across midnight blue seas Black sky twinkles with diamonds galore Come my love, on white sand lie with me please


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in the sand

between the grains of sand
all my dreams shattered apart
a cup of my coffee spilled in between
 dissolved between the salty waves
 disappeared
just like a lost dream
between the grains of sand a lost life 
so things seem
no matter how hard I hold on
everything  from between my fingers slip
just like sand   grains
lost between life's sea waves in endless vain
one thing that would remain
that would be pain


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Easter Joy!

E  aster! Born of ultimate love!

A  Lamb, unblemished, laid down and died

S   ins, each one, was paid in full

T  ortured, disrespected, denied, betrayed

E   entered Hades, ripped veil, bringing prophets of old, to
			       just reward
R  ose victorious, conquered death



J   esus Christ, joy astounding, Risen Lord! The Lion and the Lamb

O  ver two thousand years, though maligned, still alive! 

Y  our hopes and mine, all rest in Him


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Wisdom Within

Blue hues crest to white waves on the water

Frail sailor seeks out a lighthouse beacon

No nightlight to guide her through the storm now

Shares prayers for God’s guidance through the darkness

Life’s strife is replaced by wisdom within



*Written in honor of John Freeman for his “Alliteration Poems Please” contest


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The Stork I


The ship arrived surrounded by fog's dew,
his years she carried on her seaward tracks,
the wide upfront, horizon's line was dark,
- a stork he was, comradely to her crew.

(Thus, curious, he stood upon the moors,
projecting epitome of their rejoice,
and stern, the sea-waves' hum, repressed their voice,
enduring memory the dusk allures.)

A trenchant stork, with harbors in cahoot,
side-gazing for the sunken to discern,
Perceived the sea-men deftness and concern,
applied the color of night's darkened soot.

The dusk abraded then, the ship's details,
still numbness; maybe was the ship that stared,
as his persistent - curious eyes paired
with mind's perseverance, head-rope and brails.

Around the ship quizzical boats tripped,
like wooden cradles-coffins, they were stray,
companions lost beyond skylines' array,
sea's signalizing roar, on moorings whipped.

( Their sacrosanct ascent designed the stairs,
for spotless angels to walk amidst light blue,
like then the stork recited what was true,
- a dark night ship, for his bird's story cares.

And then they fled to skies - two comets' glows
that cut through distances, in ardent Spring
a song for wanderers, harmonic link,
- the emerald of Aegean shallows. )

What foolishness of storks, invites the ship,
stray souls to marry in night's ebon phase,
two finger-funnels tall, on skies to praise,
wraiths' upstage flight, on everlasting trip?

© G.V. 09/25/2012 All Rights Reserved
(Iambic Pentameter)


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Sea And Space

I see outer space
As the place
To retrace the roots
Of the human race.

I see under the sea
Is where our bodily
Cells first came to be.

Man's heart is in the stars,
Holding onto the dream to reach Mars.
Man's history,
Written in the stars as destiny.

I am but a child,
Born onto this planet turned wild.
I am but a soul
Sent here to alleviate the toll.

I see a sea of stars,
A healing ocean for our scars.
I see an empty crater
As void as our love for our Creator.

Man's fate has
Always been to create.
Man's destiny is to face
The sailing of the vastness of sea and space.


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Christmas Time's Around the Bend

The time has come to string the lights and decorate the tree, Fix-up the barn an' house a mite for all the folks to see, Cause Christmas time's around the bend, an' Santa's underway A-makin' toys for girls an' boys, an' gifts to fill his sleigh. The widder Jones, from down the road, her cook-stove's bellerin' smoke, She makes tamales ever year for passin' city-folk. But through the year she cusses 'em for just a-passin' by, An' raisin’ dust she’s gotta to sweep when that ol' road is dry. The school put on their annual play and that turned into fun. They cast my nephew as the babe; he played the Holy Son! The Wise Men never had a chance. They got a real surprise, When baby Jesus tossed his milk an' caught one in the eyes. But ever year I'm still amazed by changes folks can make, Like Mister Groves, a stubborn coot I'd often like to shake. He turns a leaf at Christmas time, an' acts just like a saint, He'll drive to town an' do for folks that's crippled, sick an' cain't. On Christmas Day, the kids in town get stockings filled with loot. For some it's still a mystery but it's that "stubborn coot". I saw him late one Christmas Eve a-tendin' to the chore; For ever kid, in ever house, he left one at the door. It never snows on Christmas Day, it's mostly never missed. No sleighs to ride or sleds to slide, the things could fill a list, But there's no other place on Earth at any time of year That holds a light to what we have, the people livin' here. We've shared our lives an' memories, each dream, desire an' plan. We've touched each other ever way that God designed for man. With all their strengths and weaknesses, we love 'em still the same When Christmas time's around the bend, an' times that have no name.


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Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


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Young Fool -To my Father

YOUNG FOOL.

Weren’t you the silly and stubborn young man who came to the land of the Free
and home of the Brave to work for free, starve and get no sleep? How dare you change 
paradise for this?

Once the night fell you got on a tiny boat with a thousand others breaking your mother’s 
heart and making the toughest man on earth cry, your father.

Oh you silly young man... smart, handsome, talented, and humble of only 23 decided to 
risk it all. You had it better than most back home, yet you needed more. You needed to 
set foot on the land of “Once upon a time.”

Days went by, weeks and maybe months, desperation came closer and the toughest 
broke down, the braves returned back home to make it there as if it was meant to be like 
that and the fool like you continued. Even though everything seemed to be endless, you, 
I guess, you trusted God or were too blind folded by your desires that you didn’t back up.

Tierra! (Land!) Was screamed in desperation as a sign of relieve. Tierra! Columbus and his 
men would’ve been ashamed of their cry announcing that they had reached land if they 
would’ve heard you and your companions.

OH, you silly old man, still don’t own a home. Yet, feel that you have accomplished all. 
Like a sleepy baby you got through the days. You made it through with hands that had a 
mind of their own, fixing things, painting, and doing things that still amaze us all.

But you, you didn’t come here for the home, the car of the year, or the Bling Bling but for 
the future of two little girls. Foolishness, ignorance and desire taught you to be the best 
man to walk the surface of the earth, to be tough, to be brave like a soldier and to stay 
humble all the way!

I love you Dad.




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Waves of Change

Waves of Change Changes in life descriptionalized In comparison to waves of the ocean Our bodies are made mostly of water A body of water with flowing emotions Now an ocean will flow peacefully Until there is a bit of turbulence Disrupting from a smooth flow With the up and down currents As we walk onto a new path A different kind of feeling steps in New ventures can be scary in thought Of what is left behind when we begin An air of difference can bring on a spin To a funnel effect as does a water spout Sometimes when in the spin motion cycle We are shaded by clouds and cannot see out When actually caught within the spin We do not see the change is there Our sense of direction is lost We become totally unaware If you are the one caught Within that fast paced spin You will not be able to see The shape you are really in That’s the time we need someone To give us a tap on the shoulder It’s not a matter of who knows more Or which one of the other is older You’ll need a friend like Dory was Saying to just keep swimming the sea To never give up your hopes and dreams As changes in life really just happen to be Florence McMillian (Flo)


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Harmonica


The ghosts come stern to foreshadow
their routes westward to Atlantic,
nautilus trust to sea mantic,
- and ocean deities endow.

Their ancestors were apt sailors,
to serve an equal cause for years,
on compassed routes - funeral tears,
sabled wives shed to sea bailors.

The blue engagement is a spell,
that haunts the island men since birth;
whom sea engulfs is an owing dearth,
to morose depths of mournful well.

The sailors stand on the stern deck,
as dusk turns colors to dark gray,
with a harmonica's sad play,
the long tear shadows and stares beck.

© G.V. 07-18-2012, All Rights Reserved


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Sunet Strip

<                                  well isn't that swell
                                lost another cool surfboard ...
                                      holy sharks galore



                                        beyond horizon
                                 the sun bids day well ado ...
                                       happy trails to you



                                       top of old smokey
                                  cumulus congestive skies ...
                                    coughing up a storm



                                        excursion riding
                                  using buoyant enforcement ...
                                      to capture the sun



                                       yacht and small vessel
                                  endlessly floats rippled lake ...
                                       feeling abandoned                                   
                                                            


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Fana: The Falling Away of the Falling Away

So much of life
Is like walking a beach all alone;
Where you began is lost in the white distance behind
Where you are headed a mystery as well.

We carry along two small bags of pretty pebbles
We gather along the way,
One for the joys
One for the troubles.

Both bags get a little heavier
The further we go.

Mostly it's a long silent walk
With a boundless sea whispering by our side
In a tongue too ancient for the rational mind.

     But here and there we stop
     And turn to gaze out over that sea,
     Fingering pebbles as we do.

     And sometimes, if we're very lucky,
     And we wait and listen long enough,
     The whisperings begin to make sense
     And we become aware that 
     An unseen Someone,
     A special Beloved,
     Has been pacing us all along;
     That we have never been truly alone.

One must be careful not to turn too fast,
To try to see this Beloved,
Or they will vanish like a snowflake on the tongue.

The trick is to cast one's gaze deep into oneself;
Then the Beloved will appear, laughing at our cleverness,
And we shall see that our silent companion 
Looks exactly like ourselves
As we appear in others' eyes.

And if we can bear to match the Beloved's gaze long enough,
They will vanish before us
And we will find ourselves gazing out over that sea with their eyes,
And see it as it truly is: dancing, infinite,eternal, perfect.

     If we can do this but once,
     We can open our bags and toss the pebbles into the sea,
     Even as we realize that sea as well is but a part of us;
     We will understand its language of  song and laughter,
     And disappear into everything joyfully
     To the sound of our own
     Perfect and infinite

     Laughter

As the great whirling dance
Begins again.


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Welcome Beacon Guides

sudden storm at sea
ship’s compass spinning around –
waves thrashing my boat

welcome beacon guides
to shore as if to heaven –
lighthouse shows the way



by Carolyn Devonshire (based on true experience)
*Entry for Russell’s “In the Light of Haiku” contest


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No Anger

lying on my beach towel on a wooden bench under a make shift tent,
Staring at the sea rolling gently out to meet the heavens,
I close my eyes,such a relaxing moment,
As the cool evening breeze pulls me deep into slumber,
I hear the faint screams of kids,splashing,enjoying the water,
I hear the quiet roar of the sea, crashing into the shore,
GOSH,this feels great,pulled even deeper,
The smell of fresh sea breeze rushes into my nostril,
Taking a deep breath,I fill my lungs before exhaling,
I feel so comfortable,so peaceful,so out of this world,
No anger,no hate,I don't want to go back,
I want to stay here,living behind closed eyelids
,Suddenly I am jolted from this lovely place,
Where heavens gate opened and I was walking on the streets of gold,
Pulled back to reality by tiny missiles flying through the air,
Stinging my face and half naked body,
Poppled from peace to anger,
I jump to my feet ,ready to unleash,
Only to be calmed, by a beautiful little girl, with a plastic shovel....


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WE ARE INDEPENDENCE!

We are Tausug Nation
Defending independence
Free from the enemies
Stood not to get oppressed

Our Nation ruled
Of the country’s independence
Never conquered from then
We shall develop our land

Our country, nation is known
Home of courageous person
Bound only in one faith
Never care of the death

Tumantangis, Dahu peaks of our land
To Bagsak, Sinumaan
And to all the mountains here
Only one God is aimed

Zamboanga, Basilan, North Borneo, Palawan
Centre is in Sulu land
Ruled by the Sultan
From the early point of time

Our nation is united
In the name of faith is complete
Only God is firm
Determined not to get conquered

Land of the pearl garden
Sulu Sea in the world is famous
From the South and North
And East and West

Blood of Martyrs flowed in the vein of the Sug Nation
Fought to defend
Flag rose like Vinta strip
Eternal pledge appeared


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Frosted Embers

Winter rides On the weathered Wings of the wind Through a heavy sky Where violet hues are Pinned. Wispy Clouds flow like Angel Hair in graceful curls Winter's frosted embers Adorn the earth like millions Of priceless pearls. A Cleansing renewal transpires From the harshness of winter air Divine growth emerges from a land That is hushed in graceful prayer. Beautiful Wisdom radiates from Inside this wonderland of pristine light As a kaleidoscope of color emanates From this heavenly prism of white. Carole Cookie Arnold 01/02/2010


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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 ~


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Crossing of the Red Sea

Crossing of the Red Sea Moses raised his rod, As God told Him to do. The Red Sea suddenly parted For the children of Israel to walk through. The great walls of water Stayed on either side by God’s power, Until all His people crossed Then the waters began to lower. Pharaoh’s army followed them Into the sea so deep. So when the waters lowered Many a widow did weep. All drowned by God’s power Not a trace to be found. The Israelites praised God; The desert echoed the sound. The crossing of the Red Sea— A type of water baptism. For the chosen of God Were shown great favoritism. Saved from the Passover And then the Red Sea depths, How could they turn to idols— God loved them at such lengths? Maybe we’re no different, Often take God for granted Accept His daily miracles No eternal life coveted. Remember the Red Sea crossing— God’s care for His wayward children. Ask for His forgiveness Graciously accept His loving pardon. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2008-2011 www.maureenlefanue.com


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Sun Kiss - Welcome the Day

Sun Kiss - Welcome the Day
                   by Amy Swanson



Kissed so softly by the sun

          warmth on my face

                    wind in my hair

                              enjoying this place


          of quiet contentment
  
          at peace with life

          letting my problems

                   go .... 

                         ... flow... 

 
out into this

sunfilled
sunshine
sunglow
sunkissed

                        afternoon

                        without a care.


Breeze blows gently
       
            I close my eyes ...


                          soul drifts along


                          entwined with nature

                          precious moment

                          peaceful solitude

                                               ~d
                                                    r
                                                      i
                                                        f
                                                          t
                                                            i
                                                              n
                                                                g~
                                                                          dreamlike...

kiss of sun

       hot on my eyelids -

                                                   my heart open


                                                   I welcome the day.


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The Beach

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

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


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BRIDGE

IF your journey feels so heavy
YOU don't know what to do
NEED someone in the ready
A brother to pull you through
FRIEND dry your tears I'll be steady

I am never going to leave your side
SAILING with you on stormy seas
RIGHT now, and always forever
BEHIND to catch when you need me

LIKE an angel you can count on
A rock to comfort in uncertain times 
BRIDGE of hope I'll cross to rescue
OVER the years when life doesn't rhyme
TROUBLED friend who's down and out
WATERS won't drown, It's time to shine

I will lay it all down to keep you sailing
WILL see you embrace dreams one day
EASE your sails friend your getting closer
YOUR almost there you've found your way
MIND now relax that's success your inhaling

Acrostic Poem

Form: Acrostic
Contest: Bridge over troubled waters
Sponsored by: Roy Jerden


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Winter's Sight

I wake up one March morning to a world of wintry white
As winters tight grip and springs promise behold my site.
Green buds poking through white on flora that will be
purple, red and white to present a sweet aromatic smell 
like the snowflakes that spiraled in rhythm to nature’s chiming bell.


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Understand yourself to understand me

I know who I am and love me even more… ripened like the finest wine never pop my cork.
I love harmony and don’t mean a tune, but a life from harmonious view.
I don’t tolerate the devils dirty work disguised to hide the shallow blue….
Looking like the sandy blue seas once hitting the coast with such beauty, but once unhidden is 
truly a Tsunami.  God utilizes my time more wisely.
 I am God’s special gift, so I feel sorry for you if you choose me to mess with.
To mess with me is to harm yourself stop trying to understand and understand yourself. 
Understand God lives and shines through me... do you now understand me, now try to 
understand yourself.


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 | Kwansaba | |

Shiny Minded Stone


"What's your story?"
she questions,
"you seem interesting."

wildflower eyes
                                                                                  ~SIDE-NOTE:  
I reply, "NOW."                                                                    (Kwan$aba! Ha! Really, 

often people become confused                                                    
by such a unique response                                                            
not this one...                                                                                
she's a beauty                                                                       
shiny minded stone                                                                  
lives warm under veins
lacks definition of alone

tho solo she stands
tallest green blade
unscathed
each time the oily blade passes above

erect 
she stays the same
tingling pulses exhale her pores
she'd rather sink
than have to think the way of worldly whores

still...
malice skips her
no ripples in the lake
dripping from her face
sunshine slips across tangerine cheeks

gold flows throughout waves 
streaming locks
sky clear eyes surprise those
choosing to be consumed 
by her entice

hands free of envy
no webs to spin
hips unmolested
thighs slick
turpentine

be warned
she will divide you
no voodoo 
or silly twisted games
though safe may escape you

blemish-less
untangled...
the girl
she
Goddess
baby of zero maybes
KNOWS....
how?
she knows

as clarity lent us its giant umbrella 
her lipstick smacked my tongue 
from there
we never looked back

~JSLaM


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Tell the Truth

Tell the truth

Shame the devil

Because he want you

Below sea level.

If something bothers you

You just know it's not right.

Stand firm and tell the truth.

Shame the devil.

The devil is already beneath you

Many many leagues below sea level.

8-9-11

copyright 2011, All rights reserved


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Just Be

Society, community, society, community.
You can leave now and let me be.
I will swim free, free in your sea. 
Your sea? your sea, polluted now, Oh you will never see.
Broken hearts, bodies too, beloved inner child, I love you.
Purity.
Alone.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
I know now that this is all I need.
To be. To be. That is all, just Be.
Burn your toys, television too, kill the car, the radio..... 
MOooooooo.
Unleash, unravel, these boys, disentangle, unblock, reset there mind, please sir,
could you be so kind?
Simplicity, Simplicity, simplicity.
Eye's clenched shut.
Now I know, Alone in my hut, not long to go, you will be free.
Free. free. free.
Buy the car, buy the house, buy the cow, consume, consume, but how?
Now!
Now, now, you tell me are you happy? for ever and art thou.
Ah ha, you see, you see.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
That is all I need, I choose now, my self is free?
Yes, yes, yes sir, me?
Free to sit, sit and just be.
Me? Free? free to swim in this endless blue sea?
I will just sit, sit right here, against this healing earth, oh so very near.
My mind is liquid, free to birth.
Just be. Just Be. Just Be.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.





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Crimson Slippers

Opening the doors to the old studio I find A playful capriole sprinted across my mind Into a sashay and a glissade I drifted back I could hear the teachers stick go tap.tap.tap Once a prestigious ballet school of great poise Filled with music as our slippers sounded with noise The mirrors are cracked and the floors dusty Rain soaked wood left the room smelling musty The charm stayed behind as if waiting for me Spotlighting a ballerina to The goddess of the sea The young girl danced flawlessly then took a bow Then sashayed off the stage without a moistened brow An old battered piano appeared across from me Bearing red ballet shoes like a crimson canopy Charm embraced her while honoring her memory As I looked into the mirror I saw that girl was me Carole Cookie Arnold 2010


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Hardy by Name, Hardy by War

In History, Nelson fought the Spanish
This powerful Armada did vanish
My ancestor was in thrall
Kismet Hardy had a ball
No invasion, the infidels, banished


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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.


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On the Shore

On the shore her little feet stand
Fondly indeed on the beach's sand
On the ocean waves her nectar heart trust
Little did she know whether she must

Dampened sand beneath as she weeps with pain 
As the sea flapped dragon slays her castle again.
On the ocean waves her broken heart burst
Wondering how the stray sea could be so unjust 

Stronger was her dream than the nightmare that struck
Determined she was, leaving her foes awe-struck
Carved her Castle tower yet again.
Little architect's splendid castle is up again.

On the shore her little feet stand 
Firmly this time on the beach's sand


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Solar Love

Every star is someone eles's son (shield your eyes) shrug off hate from everyone familiar place been here before thousands of nights the ocean shore coasts are changing minds align hate and fear must now resign connect the dots move my child tame the shy wake the wild shred advice relayed from the miser castrate cancer obstructing the wiser transcendental the hydrogen burns furnishing life each time earth turns


Details | Haiku | |

The Sunset

The Sun sets so low
As the frothy tide roars in
Mother Nature's glow


Details | I do not know? | |

two

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


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The Beach At Eby Rd - - - My Quiet Place

 
The Ocean breeze soothes me. The sound of waves relaxes me. Soft sand between my toes, collecting unique driftwood to make crafts, beachcombing is my "quiet place". You can't live on an island and not love the water. I can sit and watch boats sailing by or watch eagles soaring in the sky. The beach is where I go to sooth my soul and find my inspiration. ~~~~ The Beach at Eby Rd.~~~~ (my quiet place) At the end of the road, I park, leaving my shoes behind. I walk along the sandy beach. All troubles leave my mind. I breathe in the sweet ocean air, raise my face to the sun. Inspiration flows through my veins. Another poem's begun.
for Sara Kendrick's contest "My Quiet Place"


Details | I do not know? | |

Season In Reflection

Chase not what was autumn time,
Its vibrant colors that had once adorned.
Now fades away as the winter mourns.
But to savour thoughts like a fine old wine.

Across valley deep over moors and hill,
The Norse wind on his steed doth roar.
Through nook and cranny and frame of door,
With breath of ice like steel.

Ice maid for you enchant us so,
As you lay your cloak of winter down.
Across sleepy hamlets and the bustling towns,
Vestige remnants of the year now go.

© N Windle 2009


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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 | Ballad | |

THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

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

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

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

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

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

way down deep on the inside,

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

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

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

I wish a sun-rise.








Details | Pastoral | |

Gunwale shades in the breeze


Gunwale shades

The breeze evoked the fading light;
opaque the molecules of air
along the brae addressed the night,
returning beasts and men to lair.

The faded words' transmitted strain,
defined on memories to last,
unable phase was to obtain
responses to their quests' recast.

Chrysanthemums that turned to shades,
perfumed the night on minds to nest,
she laughed! (His entity evades
to be night-solitude's best guest).

Bespoken vows were said to meet
inside the breeze; the seas' motif,
upon the maps, trips incomplete
became, a shoreline and a reef.

Neglected was their feast of e'er
- the passing breeze increased years' count,
He made her laugh his solemn flare,
and builder of a lone surmount.

The Sea, like mistress hence embraced
one soul of nautilus that fled 
inside the breeze while dark had graced
night's gunwale cold that hurt and bled.

Her wraith induced his soul to free,
invited dancer to death's fair;
eternal guest and cedar tree
while void in front absorbed his stare. 

© 08-24-2012, G. Venetopoulos
(Iambic tetrameter)


Details | Ballad | |

UPON THE SEA OF MOONLIGHT

My quiet reflection..........

With the coming of the night

My quiet reflection

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

 

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

My journey through the night

There is no darkness to fear

For, the light of the moon is here

 

Soft silver moonbeams.........

More than I can dream

Guides me through the night.......

My journey upon the Sea of Moonlight

 

The night wind blew.........

Filling my sail..........

Filling me too..........

On my journey's trail

 

The night wind blew

Far in to the night

The night wind blew

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

 

For, the sail never flapped

It remained steady

The night wind trapped

Every gust...........

Every eddy

 

Witnessed only by the night

The silent crossing

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

   

Within all our dreams

We all take sail

Under moonbeams

The journey's trail

 

The night wind blows

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

Darkest

Before dawn

Before the sun rose

The coming of sunlight

 

The dream world

Travelled at night

With the sail unfurled

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

 

For some...

The journey never ends right

For  some....

Time to leave the Sea of Moonlight

 

Your sail, to catch moonbeams

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

To travel, in your dreams

Pushed far into the night

 

My quiet reflection...........

With the coming of the night

Your quiet reflection

Upon the Sea of Moonlight


Details | Senryu | |

I Don't Give A Hoot

<                             beneath swollen moon
                               silhouttes conjoinment dance
                               hooting escalates  







Entry For
Sensuous Senryus


Details | Limerick | |

To Patrick, I thank

When I was just a little boy
Aged seven I had so much joy
In Commander Job I was so fond
He was Ian Fleming's James Bond
A war hero, he's the real McCoy






* When I was seven years old, I had the privilage of staying with
   Patrick Dalzel-Job, feel free to copy and paste his link *

   http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Dalzel-Job


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.


Details | I do not know? | |

Modern Day Fairy Tale

Through time and space we aren’t together,
But soon enough we will past this weather.
To meet one day and sigh each other’s names,
And to become one so our lives are the same.
The ocean stands between us, but our hearts still meet,
Broken laptops and internet problems are bleak
No credit on my phone, but you must hear my moan
I want you so bad right here with me,
But we are apart separated by the wicked sea
Modern day fairy tales face other foes in their place.
But we make it work because our feelings are encased.
I still go giddy simply speaking to you.
But when we ride the ocean and meet at last,
You so know I will blush deep red seeing your sexy Mexican ass.
You will laugh and make it sound so silly,
That I still can’t look at you without shaking and going dizzy.
This is good though because you know what I’m like,
I act like a school girl because you make me feel alight. 
Once more I say with feeling,
That this ocean can’t keep away our beings.

~Contest Entry~ 
Fairy Tales sponsored by Debbie Guzzi

* Personification
Broken laptops and internet problems are bleak
But we are apart separated by the wicked sea


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Oxford Blues


Atop the seas where mists descend and waves high meet
the flare of stars, that draw details where verses hang
and send enounced spring's sightly messages to greet
the Oxford skies of notte blue and eyes unsung,

splendiferous the ocean moons illuminate
above the passages of ships that mettlesome
advance beyond the skylines and scopes equate
multi-dimensional expand with diesels' thrum.

The nautilus become gray shades - in haze to wave
and colorful their messages on winds shall die
it is their voice in nimbus gray to fade and crave
the dancing layers of cold rains and winds' war cry.

Above the fields and seaward trips of compassed routes
on skyway paths the thoughts ascend and Oxford blues. .

© 05-10-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved
(A hexameter sonnet)


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I am me

Written on 29th and 30th April 2012.
BY: Sashi.Prabhu (zeauoxian) 

Father time always has lessons to open heartedly preach, Of late have understood few of them, which was for a long time out my thoughts reach. Now life seems to me as a sandy bank of a long desolate beach, Where we trudge life’s sandy path in a hurry without an end the shores of success to reach. But I often ask myself, what lessons, life to us, does preach? Need to with all 5 senses deem or else we will end up filled with remorse and impeach. People tell me about change, And ways to my life rearrange. But my heart and mind vehemently hum to me to be real sure, And ensure that the changes don’t take my life on an offbeat detour. Far away from people who on me shower their love and care, Is that what you desire I ask myself? Stop think, mull and be minutely aware. Life’s Moments pass us like flowing water of a the sea or stream, Linger on, Sweet memories of some wonderful people who touched us like waves, come to mind or in our dreams. In our quests to succeed and get on in life we strive to move ahead to the success shore, And those cherished moments keep flashing in our dreams and in our thoughts more & more.
But
We trudge each day life’s sandy path in a hurry the shores of success to reach. Need to with all 5 senses deem or else we will end up filled with remorse and impeach. Life’s Moments pass us like flowing water of a the sea or stream, Linger on, Sweet memories of some wonderful people who touched us like waves, come to mind or in our dreams.
So
I often mull and ask my mind, Mostly about me but also about thoughts that often in mind and they themselves grind. Must I, my beliefs, ideology and principles change? To improve my life and it’s relations and my entire life rearrange?????
Now
I long to be my original me As an original is worth more than a copy, as the world conceives and all see, I am my original me. I am me I am Me………….


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The Garden

The thought came to her seeing how the spring
Thaw was here with green patches of onion,
And few areas of spring grasses__now green
That the garden would need tending~ attention

And send her forth (into the sun) to plant
Vegetables, herbs, tend flowers of the hour
Roses,  beauties, burgundy, soft brillant
Petals gentle between fingers, power

Scent that allures both man, woman to come
Enjoy this day in this pleasant garden
That draws butterflies, which lightly touch some
Drinks nectar, touches pollen, beholden

Spring with its beauty, warmth, outdoor pleasures
Can disregard work when one sees treasures.

Contest:Poet Destroyer
Sponsor:What's In Your Garden? Old Or New
Meter: Iambic Pentameter
Written by: Sara Kendrick


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The gift of "Old Man Winter"

He unwittingly hovers
       ...blankets of subjective weather
Plastering his artic tundra
Bandaging white clouds together
Blindly...
     ...withholding ill trepedation
Refocused on our tantalization

Frosting earth's core
         .... with an icy show
Monstrously protecting grounds below~

Alerting those...
           ...napping numb spirits
With his icy mantra of sickles and cold
Old Man Winter's snowflakes unfold
Frost bitten chills triumphantly bold

A frothy iced message 
                    ...with wisdom to acquire
...conjuring those with a hidden desire
Here he laughs 
            ...taunting from within
Old Man Winter is relieved again~

As our spent energies are woken
He does not speak...
              ...but has already spoken

His gift...a dormant spectacle found
As winter coats 
                    ....our frosted ground
More time now 
                  .....with winter so cold
Kept indoors
                 ....to ponder wonders untold~


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Drifting Mainly

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Flying

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


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Ocean Oasis

I walk upon
Tiny golden pebbles of warmth
forcing me to dance
to meet the sparkling
waves of diamonds
the cool crisp water
envelopes me, as a
child in mother earth 
womb
I float, for a moment
the world, and I
are one
A wave, like Goliath
comes crashing
down above me
breaking into a million miniature 
bubbles, that tickle
my bare flesh
quickly disappearing, as
fast as they greeted me
feeling like a small marine creature
in Gods vast aquarium
the sun, a spotlight shine
hits my face, beneath the depths
and I follow the trail of light
to my first breath above surface
beautiful pain 
as the waited sound
from a newborn child


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The Burnt Book

Before glass windows sea
Before see-through eyes dust
Before love could blossom ashes
Arisen from the waves of trust


Details | I do not know? | |

Tides of Delight

I hear the music of high and low tides
The cheers as the sea bursts in clapping waves
High it is, as the sea has reached its aim
Its heart for so long drawn to the coastline
Sitting pretty under moonlit skyline.

And even when the sea is at low tide
Hear its cheering continue on faintly
Like the sounds of distant drumbeats, waiting
Its surface sparkling bright in the sunlight
The shore captivated in tides of delight.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 06.22.10


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Life found in a Dream

Life found in a Dream 
Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
                                     This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. Many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasure that are a wonder to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you can find rest, for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago prepare The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all a long time ago and I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please live inside of me until the end. I sow the seeds and when the harvest comes you will know where it can from. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


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Cry Me A River

at the mouth of cave
aqua insurgent brushstrokes
cry me a river


Details | Imagism | |

I'm Always Around

I'm Always Around
by BJ Welsh

I'm not near, but I'm really not so far
If you look up I'll be the brightest star
Looking down upon God's project earth
Watching and waiting for a rebirth
When you speak I will always listen
My points will seem to shine and glisten
Giving you guidance when things seem tough
Steady now it may be rough
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

I'm here for now and always will
Never escaping, did you feel that chill?
My spirit wind brushed by your side
Or the soft, gentle wave pushed by the sea tide
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

You've given me hope and reason to breath
It's not yet time for me to leave
I'm that fluttering seagull upon the sands
Maybe I'm the reason for you to dance
When we meet again someday
Be it near or far away






Details | Ballade | |

Of Ships and the Sea

 I have long loved sailing ships, and stories and movies about them. I have even spent a few months designing and making a couple of models to erect inside bottles. Fascinated with the subject, I empathize with the men who built them and the men who sailed in them. It was a tough life on the sea, but with great craft and skill ships that could ply the waves were built and our world discovered as a result.

Sing me a song of fine old ships,
Of fine old ships and the sea,
With hulls that ply the rolling waves
Like a claymore flying free;
And bulkheads that can bear the strain
All built of wood and steel,
That rise up like a cathedral
From a massive bolted keel.
 
Sing me a song of hardy men,
Who toil in the shipwright’s trade,
Who bend their backs from dawn ’till dusk
By whom these ships are made.
For months on end with saws and nails,
With red hot bolts and steel,
They build a ship from bilge to deck
On a massive bolted keel.
 
Sing me a song of men that sail
In ships on the seven seas,
Who ride the waves in storm and gale
And laugh with the ocean’s breeze;
Who man the decks in rain or shine
In ships of wood and steel,
With hulls that rise like a great church roof
From a massive bolted keel.
 
From massive bolted keels they rise,
These ships of wood and steel,
Built by men who toil all day,
With muscle, sweat and zeal.
Built with the shipwright’s craft and skill
For the lads who sail the seas,
Who ply the foam in a hull for home,
And laugh with the ocean’s breeze. 


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Harbour Mornings

Like oil on troubled water, dawn pours upon the sea,
cajoling worried waters from their midnight reverie.
Her fresh North-West accomplice adds his whisper to the light
and shoo’s the fleeing night clouds to persuade them in their flight.
A raucous flock of seabirds add hello’s to break of day,
as port and starboard signal lights extinguish in the bay
The crackling sounds of men at work, prove fireworks equal match,
as fishing smacks, with teeming loads, unload each squirming catch. 
Chain freed gates and crashing crates give notice to the day,
another dawn as harbour town makes ready for the fray.
Yellow lights that painted night, now dim and fade from view,
as morning’s pearly glory brushes over canvas new.  


Details | Ballad | |

A sea of dreams

We all find a place...

The one space....

Where no one else can go,

Deep in our dreams so

 

A sea of dreams,

Where the light....

Golden glow,

We can let go

 

A sea of dreams,

Painted skies

The sunlight,

Created for you

For what lies in the heart...

Can only be true

 

Take your self there...

You owe it to your self

A sea of dreams,

To a place you know where

 

The birds fly by,

In a world known only to you

In a sea of dreams

Pain and hurt do not exist,

Only in the world you haven't missed

 

A bird, came in to sight...

Bursting free...

In to the light

This is you....

Dreaming right

 

Everything in sight...

On a sea of dreams

You can let it all go

Everything is not as it seems...

Merely ways...

To stop a bird...

Bursting free,

In to the light


Details | Couplet | |

Second Chance

As the never world awaits me, 
The lord darkness, his cloak now draped.
Haunting images that appear in dreams,
Invade the subconscious, till again I wake 

Complative thoughts well before the dawn,
I walk the morning shore,
How many have stood on these same sands,
Reflecting the echoes of those no more.

And still the waves they pound the shore,
Relentless in their quest,
As they crash on the rocks with deafly roar,
White tipped and foaming zest.

Dawn breaks with gilded cotton clouds,
Waiting like courtiers to their king.
Gathering round the sovereign sun,
Bestowing his warmth on everything.

Would that life compare to the shore,
All worries get washed away.
Cares thrown to the four winds,
As on my knees I pray

© N A Windle 2009


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 | |

Seasons come, Seasons go

The seasons create all colours
From greens to golds to browns
Spring, summer and autumn
Coverings like nature's gowns
 
When it comes to winter
Separating the strong from the weak
It's part of her natural progression
That this cold season seeks
 
Then come the spring again
All shoots appear for light
To journey on in their existence
What ever time of life
 
The summer turns them to bloom
A most joyous of sights
Pastel colours like the rainbow
All radiant with delight
 
Once again comes autumn
As the greens turn to browns
Their hold of life diminishing
As they release and flutter down
 
All around our planet
The cycles come and go
But there is no better sight
To see our Mother Nature grow



http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-5.php


Details | Lay | |

Simply Unforgetable

Lol here i go writing another big ass letter today. Gosh seeing you for those 15 min or wat ever is now making my heart sing. you have no idea how much i am happy right now.
Pending
you cant even imagine how happy i am right now. I GOT TO SEE MY ANGEL AGAIN.
Pending
gosh looking into your eyes was a nicest trip i ever taking. even on drugs i didnt have that big of a high as i got after seeing you.
Pending
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK! i am so FUKIN happy you can't even FUKIN imagine. lol. i wanna hear your voice so bad again. just to boost my high right now. lol. DAMN i think my heart is gonna stop right now of how happy i am right now that i saw an angel like you today.
Pending
Gosh no one ever made me as happy as i am right now as you. Damn i wanna see you so much right now. So how do you expect for me to live with just me. MUAH i love you baby.


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Steadfast Guard

Sentinels of hope, Beaming light on water’s edge, ~ a guide to safety Symbols of comfort, Nothing more altruistic, ~ Mariner’s lighthouse Written by Lee Ramage September 9, 2011 For Contest by Russel Sivey “In the Light of Haiku” Honourable Mention


Details | Free verse | |

A melting morning

It snowed heavily in Ireland for the past month and just last week the thaw set in 
and I wrote this poem.......




After the thaw
birds swim the sky
exuberant
warmed by a light drizzle 
falling on pear coloured fields
they drink in a saturated land




Gliding from cedar to spruce
great canopies of army green,
the gulls alight from a satin sky
to branches covered in lichen
where pistachio ivy clings




Sweeping over a shrouded sea
liquorice birds blot the view.
as blackbirds gather
on the arching limbs
of a ivory silver birch
rejoicing
in a melting morning


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Animism

Ask fate does the moon shift 

As the oceans drift apart 

With no moon in this sea of dark 

Visions slowly sank 

My dead eyes staring blank 

While i stay idle 

Forming an illusion of an isle 

Struggling to find consciousness growing weary 

Long thoughts in my head I hold dearly 

Chained as I am to body, soul and mind 

Barely scraching the surface with nothing to find 

There is not a line pourtraying a goal 

As I live peacefully with my soul 

My last drop of satisfied life that once ran rampant 

Drips to the sea of lost souls to be tampered  

Twisted and sore my vessel that I lore 

My soul began to soar higher then ever before


Details | Rhyme | |

Anchors Aweigh

The sea is rough, the sea is tense
Like a forest dark, like a forest dense
Keep all eyes forward, keep all eyes alert
Deny the soul anger, deny the soul hurt

Adjust to the road, adjust to the times
Avoid all temptations, avoid all crimes
Do not change the path, do not change the goals
The heart is a rolling plain, the heart is a grassy knoll

Do not fear day, do not fear night
Life is a journey, life is a fight
Command the ranks, command the fleet
Seal the hatches, seal the heat

It will not be easy, it will not be long
Remain completely confident, remain completely strong
Look afar in the sunset, look afar in the bay
Sing The Star Spangled Banner, sing Anchors Aweigh


Details | Free verse | |

See like eye sea

Take your uproaring words 
And pour them into 
The deep unsettled sea
Let them wash to shore 
And rumble the sand gently
Don't let them get caught up into the wild wind
They'll rip through someones sail 
And make them never want to leave 
The shoreline again..
So watch what you say 
And how you let your words flow
With a broken compass 
You never will know
In what direction 
That the current will go...


Details | Free verse | |

Teardrops From Bitter Clouds

5/21/11-5/22/11

They told me it was going to be sunny
I decided to go to the beach
Blue beauty…
No, I’m not the same as you can see

I soar off like a distant train
swaying…staying
Connected to the tracks
overwhelmed by rain
You weepie...
don’t you know who made sorrow?
Wait…do not scurry
Tearless for tomorrow
because that day will bring forth
Brighter dusks…hidden beneath the surface

Wherever we roam,
I’ll collect the foam
from the attacking waves
Masked with bitterness
led by the wind
Bitter clouds sending rain
I guess I’ll remain
Home alone
And watch a pale moonlight
Shone in my withering curtains
I’m certain
There will be brighter days
in this summer vacation
that’s next in line
where we will dine
forever on a soaring tide
clueless…undefined

Overcome the clouds…
Let out victory
Let them know
The key to life is positivity
Or treasured love
Beneath the surface
In other words,
You are marvelous…a blue beauty
You are a dolphin against an unfriendly tide
Sending teardrops from bitter clouds
Never meant for harm…
Keep me away from this charm
You send from your silky…
lushing…gushing…
form brushing beside a shipwrecked terrain
Paradise lies in silky clouds
Sending irresistible rain
Sending no doubts
Or heart-breaking reminders
Pouring out acid rain from bitter clouds
Teary skies…how time flies…
Sending drenched-up memories…
Cuddling to the soul
Oh, how time flies
A cruel enemy…how time could be
a loathly fiend
Sending acid rain
From tilted clouds
immediately drains
the hour…unaware of the time

I wish I could fall in your arms
While the bitter clouds alters into charms
Remain positive and fit
Don’t lie in the ocean floor
There is a deep pit…be vigilant
Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
My smile will warm up
The cloudy day…
and send the rain
Under the water
Under the teary sea
is where our destiny will be
the lovely clouds 
will be our shrouds 
it tickles my feet
and your wiggling fins

Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
Snuggle
In my arms 


Details | Ode | |

DARLING DEAR

...a darling dear of time is when the  tick-tock, of the clock stops, during a dancing wind chimes rendition of just how invisible things move me, to write, darling dear a rhyme, 

the peak of a mountain top experiencing, 

...alive,
the soul

O' darling dear

a love letter,
a rhythm,

a liberty,

just one of those things that
inspires,

of the everlasting.


Details | Alliteration | |

Marianne

Strolling southern seashore in mists of September
searching for something set to stay,
her mind that meanders,
remarkable meters,
perplexing the phantoms at play.

Voices validating vague vagrant vocations
of poetry placed in parade,
with words waged in warring,
warning of the wheighman,
who knew you had dues left unpaid.

Before the seashore became her domain,
she’d wandered the wayside of pain,
locked in psychotic box
Doctor’s ticking clocks,
saying drain her poor brain once again.

Prefer sleep on the street keep her beat from defeat
she found sound vocation once more,
tourist response sterling,
shape sand to her seeing,
she sells sea shells, by the sea shore.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Touch Of Nature

She steps out on the balcony,
in the soothing night air,
combing her slim fingers
through her shiny, coarse hair..

Her gown sways at her ankles
with its lavender blend,
dancing to and fro
with the flow of the wind.

She extends her arms,
resting her hands upon the deck,
with her silky hair strands
draping her shoulders and neck.

She stares the waves calmly
moving inland and away,
as they’re guided by the wind
day after day.


Copyright 2007 INSIGHTS by R. A. Jones - Published by Publish America


Details | Couplet | |

Polar Bears And The Penguins

Some times they say the great and mighty do fall…
And the penguin story of greatness, should be heard by all.
Polar bears are mighty and cunning with massive brute strength.
But they messed with the penguins, a mistake, I do think.

The polar bears went after the penguins and cute little chicks.
So you’ll never guess what those cute little penguins did.
Using the most courageous penguins as a target so nice.
They lured all the polar bears, for the first time, out onto the ice.

The greedy bears moved out in force for the kill.
But the penguins pushed the ice flows into the currents windmill.
So intent on dinner and full of themselves, were they that day… 
That the polar bears didn’t notice the ice caught in the currents sway.

The polar bears were way out to sea, before noticing their plight.
And, by then, the penguins were safely at home tucked in for the night.
You might say, the current was a friend to the penguins that day.
For it eventually sent those polar bears to the North Pole far away.

Now the moral of this story is here to easily understand.
Brute strength is not the greatest thing to cherish; it is far greater to plan…
And, never turn your back on a penguin I say.
They’re the reason there’s no polar bears at the South Pole, to this day.

Tell Me A Story Contest


Details | Ode | |

A DRINK IN THE MORNING

Coffee in a cup, makes a cup of coffee;
just as an aroma from within, makes the air,

smell of flowers in the spring

...blossoms,
blooms,

time,

...a sweet thing, like sugar cane is to the tasting,
and the tasting is to stirring the dream,
flavor,

making flavored coffee
soul,

a drink in the morning.


Details | Free verse | |

Bonny Isles

A sparkling jewel
Of nature
It brings peace
To my soul
Fills the 
Empty hole
Slows down
My heartbeat
Stops the retreat
And rebuilds
Refills
My heart
With wonder
With hope
With silence.
Pained
As I am
By my past
The re-casting
Of my being
The removal
Of my all-seeing
Alter-ego
Is a certainty
When on the boat
To Lerwick
With waves
Licking
The sides
And the rhythm
Of the slow
Humming
Engine
Slowing my rhythm
Sending
Me to sleep.
Gets me
Dreaming of
The glistening sea
This wondrous
Place
This hidden
Space
Where few
Do tread
And the calm
Descends
From
The first step
From the lack
Of Chain Stores
The Out-of-date
News
The stormy weather
Views
The Cream Buns
The Long lasting
Sun
A slow
Drifting
Pace
The hundred
Private beaches
The performing stars
At night
A delight
To my heart

I dream of another place


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

ATMOSPHERE,

A lonesome dove

feathered white.

The branch strong,

time light.

...no "wait".

A dream.

really blowing a sweet breeze.

...no "wait".

A heart beat sitting in a tree,

spirit like,

...no "wait".

A rhyme.

...of atomosphere.


Details | Haiku | |

haiku upon a new morn

with a fire so bright it turned the black sea to gold -- the sun awakens By CarolineCecile - 09.18.12


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 1-

My eyes
Pour forth feelings
That I’ve felt in the past
They make my heart ache…
Take it all away…
Oh my God…
They’re making me sink in dismay

When will they break away?
When will they give me a break?

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

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

My eyes
Journeys into the unknown
Who knows what will happen…
They’re like hidden treasure…
They’re buried far below…

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

Oh my God…
They’re driving me insane
When will they see my reflection?
When will they heal the infection?

Eye don’t feel
Raindrops of hope and relief 
All I feel…is grief…
Eye sense no peace…

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

Does He hear
My supplications?
Does He sense 
My fear?

My eyes
Conceals the tears that dare to spew out
I feel trapped and lost without a doubt…
They erase my delight…
They seek my hurt…
Oh my God…
They’re casting me away into the perilous sea

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace throw out my fear?

Eye don’t see
A ship in sight…to save me from my demise
My lifeless body...
Drifts away in the wild ocean...
Without a sound...
Without emotion...

Eye don’t see
A rope to hold on to…
My hope for peace
Has drowned…


Details | Lyric | |

Amazing Grace Wash Over Me

A prayer for those who are in dispair along the Gulf Coast due to the BP Deepwater Horizon 
oil rig explosion. A prayer for those who waited and their loved ones did not return, Amazing 
Grace Wash Over Thee.



Amazing grace wash over me.
My tears are a river to the sea.
Lord above, we know you know,
the oil that is washing upon our coast.
Amazing grace wash over me,
and lift my soul up to Thee.
Lord above, hear my prayer,
for those who are in dispair.
Amazing grace wash over me.
I lift my hands to God you see.
My prayer for those who were hurt,
and those who will never return to earth.
Amazing grace wash over thee,
families were left in disbelief.
Empty hands, their loved ones gone,
Lord Jesus, guide them safely Home.
Amazing grace wash over me, 
the oil is filling up the sea, 
from Louisiana to Mississippi.
Animals are dying,
and people are crying.
Amazing grace wash over me.





Details | Free verse | |

Moment to Reflect

Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. Many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasure that are a wonder to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you can find rest, for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago prepare The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all a long time ago and I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please live inside of me until the end. I sow the seeds and when the harvest comes you will know where it can from. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


Details | Haiku | |

Can You Picture This

blue water rushing 
down rocky cliffs - makes gorgeous 
themes for computers



Tribute To
Waterfalls


Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's 
Rhythm Of The Falls Contest
GL All


Details | Free verse | |

Our Divine Haven

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I wish you a carefree 
Future


Details | Blank verse | |

Higher Meaning

The forest, laid out in lavender pink Harbors light within its tender confines Sea foam runs in, as water is nearby No tree has a look that is quite alike Some trees are tall, others are short and stout The water tries to make its statement here Crystal clear teal, it foams at its edges The lake holds creativity within Nothing about it looks like the forest The light from the waning sun captivates I understand the sight, mixture of life No animal could understand this sight No meaning is greater than the sun’s rays It brought me the mauve colors before me The water, that lovely water, is blue Colorful only by the sun’s bright light May I always enjoy my forest here And the water, the crystal clear water I will forever be inspired from this To write lovely words of great tenderness Saving my heart, leaving me with true joy I will always feel the pure wonderment
Russell Sivey


Details | Quintella | |

DIVING IN

Relentlessly Sun beating down Fierce the glare, making me frown Sand, like grains of wisdom, needling Unwelcome, persistent wheedling In the mimeses I will drown Table Bay glistens within reach Waves rolling onto pristine beach Neptune favouring emerald green Seagulls parading, feathers preen Gannets diving – an endless screech The Atlantic notoriously cold Bracing myself – fear on firm hold Salt spray stinging, lashing my face Against the cold I myself brace Welcome water around me fold New Year resolutions we make Bad habits gladly we forsake Fearing hostile, unknown future Uncertainty we’ve to endure Diving in, the mould I shall break © 2012 by Suzette Crous
A HAPPY NEW YEAR to all Please see the About section for the photo of the scene described.


Details | Narrative | |

MY TREASURE BENEATH THE TIDES

The murky rolling waves subject
to the whims of the February's wind, 
far above the secluded lighthouse;
the roaming aircrafts vanish through thick clouds,
leaving behind a trail of hazardous vapors...
but the geese and seagulls can't continue their existence!  

And still the sea offers them its promise,
a distant shore untouched by man...
by his greedy ways and incompassion,
causing the extinction of many species;
my reflection is based on fact :
we can't survive without them!

The stylish wild birds engage,
as if striken by a sudden rage,
in their frantic, daily dance over the marina,
as I listen the melancholic lyrics of  " Nessun Dorma "...  
the exquisite area of Puccini,
which comes alive through the extraordinary voice of Bocelli!
   
 At four the fog thickens and shrouds the shoreline,
the brass lampposts light up with reluctance...
to shy away the presence of any ghost; 
I, in transitive joy, hide my treasure beneath the tides,
hoping someone will find it  and remember my work... 
long after my thoughts will be no longer alive! 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Few And The Proud {Epiphany}

the few and the proud - epiphany

watching you encircle shaven crest
wings extended and filled with zest
top notched speed nothing but best
just you and me as your visiting guest

fields of wheat and golden grains
loaded up in cargo planes and trains
lord please don't let me go insane
for capturing essance for which I gained

escalating to new found heights
feather friend remains still in sight
I will forever pray for him to be alright
as I watch him soar in sheer delight

captures and raptures are now few
so go ahead and wisper morning coos
for I'll be saluting an long over do
to the one flying in colored hues

rose petals strewn amidst the air
where once an eagle was dared
to me I think it is just unfair
theres no other that can be compared

so my feathered friend I ask you this
I hope you didn't mind that I did not miss
your pareless flight that did exsist
above fruited grains and a mountains bliss


Tribute To The Bald Eagle

Also Entry For Matt Caliri's
THE CONTEST OF NEW TERRAINS


Details | Rhyme | |

Season's Greetings!

Oh yes! I am bringing to you my sweetest “Season’s Greetings”!
We’re all for one and one for all we have our gradual meetings!
In just one single season; 
I can change my very significance, 
Into my natural underlining supernatural spiritual being,
I am inducted into a higher level of a thorough healing.

Autumn decorates Mother Earth’s leaves with painted colors of a much clever design.
Winter sheds its leaves harvesting bared naked trees perfected by one purely divine.
Spring brings many blessings by bundles pleasing my senses delicately I’m breathing.
Summer sparkles in midnight’s mystical air soothing my torturous day stained in sweat.
Balanced by my four winds in heaven into brilliant glory,
Each day you and I personally have pleasured and met!

“Season’s Greetings”!
Great Goodness!
I ‘m believing in exactly what it is I‘m seeing and feeling!

“Season’s Greetings”!
Goodness Gracious!
I’m feeling Mother Earth moving a healing inside of my own natural being!

A Sun so bright, glaring shiny throughout the endless midnight skies spreading wide out.
A Moon so light, beams flow through down into depths of seas netting webs on a mount.
Skies so high my breath loses sight in the glare of golden visions all at once I forebear.

Shallow rivers and high Mountains sounding to winds of decrees summoned by degree!
Valleys and fields rain top rocks of thunderous clouds striking down at the perfect pair. 
‘Tis Season’s Greeting adjacent to humbling breaths with heirs to a mightier new year!




Details | Rhyme | |

Course of Winter

The bright flame flickers raging red
While bitter cold is frosting glass.
In stirring silence of the dead
The falcons sleep in straw bound casts.

Morning dew freeze into glass orbs,
And tuffs of cloud blanket the sky.
Great arms of oak boast silk white robes
While golden rays of sun deny.

Deny the comfort of its arms
So ice-capped hilltops glimmer still.
Winter cannot resist its charms
So wild western winds be tranquil.

With no coral the horses race
Through wooded valleys of the hawk.
Thus beating ground without a trace
Join deer and fowl atop the rock.

One giant leap is all it takes
To cover distance far and wide.
Civil culture freedom forsakes
But still dolphins unite the tide.

While flying air and water too
The forest bends to guard its caves
Defending never found so true
A love that earth itself still craves.

The grasses sway to redirect
The voices of the lands still heard
And echo thrice by intellect
A wisdom carried by the bird.

Grand silver wings the rivers grasp
For just one sweet and selfish kiss.
And so it leaves, fare in its clasp,
The waters flow in tasteful bliss.

As evening comes the eagles wake
To soar the midnight hour with ease.
We walk the night and peace we take
But never know us grace like these.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Seed who fell to Earth

I am that seed 
Carried by the wind
I drifted for long
On air that thinned
 
My destination
Not known to me
Until i fall
I'll have to wait and see
 
Wind falls 
As i twirl down
Me, the Sycamore seed
Down to the ground
 
The patch of land
That accepts my fall
With natures rains
I will stand so tall
 
As the years pass by
In my fertile patch
What do i say 
To future seeds that latch
 
Be like me, let the winds have their say
Drift like me, and maybe one day
In natures world, she'll grant you birth
The Seed who fell to Earth
 
Inspired by Raul's " Carried by the Wind "


Details | Free verse | |

It makes me free

I love to see people draw art,
it makes me feel so apart,
from the world that keeps me away,
from what i want to be someday.
it makes me feel free.

To see the grass grow,
and the ocean flow,
and the kids throw a baseball on a hot summer day.
it makes me feel free.

To see teenager's help out,
and seeing kids play about,
to see people in a home,
Once poor and alone,
God made it to be no more.

Seeing men and wemon fighting in the war,
Watching kids take a tour for college,
hearing a chior soar.
seeing men and women come home frm the cold war,

Those things make me feel free!


Details | Verse | |

Lighthouses

I’m standing solemnly contemplating 
How ageing lighthouses independents
Have become Maritimes normality 
With beacons becoming statutory 

Now standing shimmering silhouetted
You’re shining flawlessly undemanding
The hopeful monument oblivious 
To seamen’s abounding adorations

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.22.2014
Contest: The Lighthouse 
Nette Onclaud
7th


Details | Suzette Prime | |

Life in a Dream corrected

Moments to Reflect
Life found in a Dream 
Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. There are many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasures that are a wonders to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you will find rest and for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago and I prepared The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all to read a long time ago. I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it’s just not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please come and live inside of me until the end. I now sow the seeds and when the harvest comes the Lord will know if they landed on fertile ground. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Sea of Harmony

My ship sails to the sea.
The Sea of Harmony.
There is no greater feeling inside of me.
I have the guide of a light that nobody sees.

I have set the sail to the east.
This is a trip that no one would believe.
A trip that could only be made in harmony.

No rowing, Just the power of the wind.
No storm, just calm waters lay beneath me.
No mountains, No land that I can see.
Just a compass to keep me company.

This is a way, A way it should be.
This way is only made in one sea.
The Sea of Harmony.

I see only what the sea wants me to see.
I can only believe what the sea wants me to believe.
I sail a ship that sails in peace and harmony.
I watch the sun rise in front of me.

This is the life, the peace we all need.
Time to believe, Time with no needs.
Time that only can be within each.
This way is only made in one sea.
The Sea of Harmony.


Details | Free verse | |

A Ride Down the Thousand Islands III

A kayak floats on the glassy water
through the maze that is the Thousand Islands. 
Water drips off the paddle as it rises in the clean air.
A breeze pushes the kayak through the labyrinth of islands.
No sign or sound of cars, buildings, or people.
It is a part of Florida that is still green.
Wild, the world as god meant it to be.
A stingray races by the boat towards an unknown destination

the kayak turns the corner of an island ever so slowly.
Tree branches hover over the water forming a canopy

low enough to stand and reach out,
to pluck a reluctant leaf from its home.
The crisp leaf crumbles as it is grasped.
A sweet smell emanates from the trees
replacing the smoky aroma of civilization.

No factories, pesticides, or overpopulation
Trees grow on their own giving off oxygen
Birds gathering without fear of things they can’t understand
Fish swim carefree no garbage floating in their way

The kayak paddles on, past the floating island and its canopy.
A juvenile little blue heron yells for its mate 
wading in the water three feet away.

The oar is placed across the bow 
the kayak drifts on in silence.
A brown behemoth emerges from the depths.
The sea cow basks in the sun 
close enough to reach out a hand and rub across its slimy skin.
Consider touching it, but hold back.

Man already destroyed everything he touched.
It is not for us to cause more damage.


Details | I do not know? | |

Burnt Tongue

I'm so happy that you can yell at everyone
I'm so happy that you can express youself
I'm so happy that this world isn't what you expected
I'm just so parched  that your so high up on your horse

And now I'm mad, now I'm sad, now I just dont understand
Why you care about two people fallin in love
Why you care if I drink or if I do drugs

I just wanna scream into your eyes
Make you realize that what you say isn't always right
Now right and wrong, it's all opinion
Black and white, yes I think they deserve, to be colors too
So how about me and you, is there any truth
You cant change the world with one voice if the tongue is burned

I'm so happy that you can climb a mountain high
I'm so happy that you think its my job to be the wife
Yeah I'm so happy that your such a hypocrit
I'm so grateful for you to tell me lies

And now I'm mad, now I'm sad, now I just dont understand
Why its your job to fix us all
And preach your words to a raging band
Someday you will see 
That there is more than just degree
In this world that we praise peace
Peace is lost in the sea


Details | Cinquain | |

The Sun Has Come Again

The sun
Has come again
After having been shunned
By the fury of warlike clamor
Of guns.

It was
Time for cease fire
Tired of the endless 
Clashes of unyielding powers
Oppressed.

Now calmed
Wishing the coming
Of the spring season's charm
Washing off the grind in showers
Disarmed.

Breathing
The sweet fragrances
Of new found wider views
That melt the ice and see our hopes  
Renewed.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 03.15.10


Details | Rhyme | |

First Glance

 There I was, feeling the breeze,
The sand on my feet, How I want time to freeze.
I try to reminisce my childhood,
teary eyed, in the shore where I stood.

Holding on to memories like this,
It's as bad as it gets, recalling people you dearly miss.
I was walking there on my own,
preserved in a bubble, while listening to some music on my phone.

Then I glance at a distant,
astonished by the guy for an instant.
How he was indeed amazing,
looking at the sunset, loving what he's doing.

Now I was struck by his first glance,
even though it was merely by chance.
But I won't forget his smile,
for I felt a little Happiness, even just for a while.


Details | Haiku | |

Shine On

a beacon of light 
transparent through clouds clusters
reflects off stilled bay


Details | Haiku | |

Paint Me A Picture

intreguing white orbs
great for carving or painting
during fall gourding



Happy Halloween All


Entry For 
Raul Moreno's
White Pumpkin Contest 
GL ALL


Details | Haiku | |

The Bends

Under the Elm Tree
The wind bends the ragged weeds
slowely the light fades


Details | Haiku | |

You Light Up My Life

suns candlepowers
can surley lighten up some
darken passages



Tribute To Nature
And The Power Of The Sun


Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's
Ascension Haiku Contest


Details | Romanticism | |

A Dedicated reminder

I'll bid you adieu on the shore
waiting for destined waves to swallow
in a feeble attempt to follow
emotions for ever more


Details | ABC | |

Dance

Take your hand and put it out forward,
Than swing out out to the side, c'mon don't be a coward. 
This is fun, now swing your hips from side to side,
Remember all the times you couldnt express yourself and you cried.

But now your can swing your legs and feet any way you want,
Look for that new move that you looked for your whole life like a hunt. 
Grab someone by the hand and let them join you in that awesome moment,
I promise you, you will love this feeling you are about to feel.

Turn up the music and dance your heart out,
Move to the beat and go wild and feel like your out of sight. 
This is your moment, don't let anyone take that away for you,
This is not happening too slow and i tell you that that's the truth.

Put some head phones on and go to your own world of greatness,
Bust a move like you never did before, I promise it's harmless.
Make your heart feel what I am feling right now and take my hand,
I promise that I will make you smile and scream with joy and stand.


Details | Limerick | |

A Drunken Tale

Over lips and through da gums
Hooked minno is going down some
Depth by depth there she sinks
Hooked a dam dogfish oh how that stinks
Pulled anchor and now drowning in rum




Tribute To Fishing
Also Entry For
Carolyn Devonshire's
Sea Tale Limericks
GL All


Details | Free verse | |

when that ocean was cut into five

as the waters split into pieces
and the land formed itself
the day went longer than
than the sky, and deeper
than the sea
its form was
shaped it broke
F R E E
escaped 
as it fell lower
than the sea floor
but higher
than even the sky
the ocean was split
into five.


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 | Ode | |

HIS WEALTH 1

HIS WEALTH

He was renowned for farming 
ploughing lands as large as atlantic  
but his harvests he keeps beyond the sea
beyond the sea all he got

Down here, his roof leaks
his town roads untared
they make use of his wealth
to paint their town more white

he thinks his wealth is safe 
but the value they use
promising him security and secrecy
to shut their mouth from his people

his pots occupied
by cockroach and rats
as had been aboandoned by his wife
his children grow everyday
developing big belly and head

He goes back to use ibeleju as lamp
but he claims to be rich
his children goes fishing to pay their fees
the school fees he has refused to pay

they built a school for their wards
and beg them to look inside papers
nobody pays a penny
those are the people beyond the sea

his wealth is intact
but had been used
times without number for their anuual budget
they beyond the seas

Worms leak his intestine
and his offsprings from six to two
he took their looks to the people
the people beyond the sea

they gave him a name "Malaria"
Malaria took them all
contented he came
carring no less for his kwashiokor wards

His bicycle like buried iron
yet he appears before his kinsmen
to speak in language that tingles
they smirk at him

though the gods let him live
his expliots and wealth
managed and utilized by the people
the people beyond the sea

he claims to be learned
while they have brain washed him
he trusted them
and left our heritage

the gods forbide
our black heritage
that our fathers died to protect
like our brotherly love

Our heritage
that forbade greed
he forgot our maxim
that of Unison

him that our fathers gave the "Ofor"
the Ofor that represents power
power to protect our interest
our black interest

the gods bear us witness
witness of our unquenched suffering
starving in front of plenty
plenty at the so called bank

banks beyond the sea banks
the name for their civilised theft
theft because they use the value
the value of your wealth
to reinforce themselve

the Ofor has fallen
from his hands
the gods has departed  from him
but he will not believe

our chambers now lagoons
lagoons from the light shawers
our tables now canoes
and soup spoons paddle

mosquitoes now our pets
nursing our children
our working age amended
starting from 6  to sleep

our heads now bald
not from age
but from fetching water
water from the eden 


Details | Alliteration | |

FATHER OF ENDLESS MERCY

I am the wind drifting the snow,
uncertain of destiny and tomorrow
at any hour I could be gone,
and with much strength hope lives on;
nothing can discourage me
to ward off moments of misery,
the firmer I believe, the longer I survive...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!


I am the sea in desperate need of the moon,
when no light shimmers across this dark deep;
let me hear a song of joy, not of sorrow and grief,
the hours seem long, but the sunrise will come soon,
to make me sail away to celebrate life and freedom,
forgetting how long I had been a victim of boredom,
feeling the worthiness inside to behold a splendid sight...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!


Old age is blessed with wisdom and white hair,
but many despise it and by hiding in the leper's lair;
youth was glorious and seemed everlasting indeed,
we all wish to get back to recall how young we appeared
in days that time erased too quickly from the visions we dreamed, 
and besides happiness and vitality, all dreams were limited
to that certain period forever engraved on perceptual mind...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!


Details | Verse | |

Know Your Mother, Know Your Earth

The waves they rock
This ship so fierce
'Twas silent night
Now screams do pierce.

The waves they roll
And curl and crash
We watch with fear
On rocks waves smash.

The morrow comes
The sky is bright
Our ship survived
The stormy night

The waves, they lap
Upon the sand
We safely dock
Upon this land.

Neptune the sweet
A lulling force
The night has shown
His maddened course

We move so swift
From Triton's lair
The trees are thick
The valley's fair.

I sink my toes
Into the earth
And thank Mother
Who gave this birth.

This world can be
So treacherous
Yet Her beauty
Is clear to us.

I see sunlight
Dappling the ground
Carpet of leaves
Of Autumn found

She's a Temptress
Beauty unmatched
Gentle and fair
 Our hearts are snatched

Yet like all Eve's
Her temper's foul
Her seas deadly
Her winds do howl

Turn on a dime
And see Her morph
Your wife's fury
Is just a dwarf.

So watch with love
But watch with fear
And hold Her close
To your heart dear.

Nature Divine
Nature Fair
Nature Changing
Nature Beware


Details | Blank verse | |

intimate relationship

Intimate Relationship 

 Saw the rusty old tramp-ship on the glittering
blues sea mowing cumbersome eastward.
My god, I knew her, more than many, had spent
two years in her hot interior and long nights
listening to her reassuring heart beats.

When sea was rough she rode the waves like 
a swan, shuddered sometimes as to get sea off 
her deck. Here she was again, under alien flag, 
disappearing slowly as a dream remembered. 

Wondered if she was on her way to Caribbean?
She liked it there, warm water good for her hull.
And like me she knew every little port, she could 
birth blindfolded. Glad to see her again, yet sad
feel as I betrayed her for leaving; pitiable she, not 
anchored in the inlet of peace by now. 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Boy Who Rides By The Sea

____________________________________________________________

The boy from the sea rides bareback along the shore 
     his magnificent stallion and he
In the early morn and the eve of night riding each day by the sea

Every day at dawn I rush to the shore
      just to catch a glimpse of he
In the moonbeams of night I race to the land...
      to watch them gallantly ride by the sea 

So beautiful in majesty I quietly watch them ride 
      Moving together as if they were one  like a beautiful melody
Riding together in harmony...by the sea, by the sea- his magnificent horse and he

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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 | Lyric | |

Part 1, On the Other Side of the Mirror, Lit Op 1

Narrator’s View I

1 Day I was born, I have questions my own,
My heart and my soul would willingly ask,
But I’m all vessel with Innocence’s crown,
Nor these are normal, new born’s hourly task

2 Likewise a tree all in island alone,
I was dwelling where in all I know least,
Doing nothing’s all I can do but mourn,
To the answers I seek, stilled in the mist,

3 And to come with the time where I can gaze,
Upon those clearest of lights from the sky,
I saw the world painted most joyful days,
And details of sadness that made me sigh,

4 To wander, to seek, my eyes were then fixed,
To a Place where all seemed painted the same,
And then my heart whom drummed as if
were tricked,
Did spoke to me from the other side came:

Song of Reality

5 To you I greet and welcome to this world,
Land of Reality, seen is adored!
Come herein we give treasures of doses,
And golden beds with cushions of roses!

6 We walk upon the sands of truth and real,
To where are path, the moon-left waters seal,
And when the light of dark had fetched the East,
The waves refine where no marks left to feast.

7 And to our west, the greatest River flow,
To where we behold its rushing sorrows,
No dates we ever face the current’s root,
Ahead are vultures dancing on their loot!

8 These dreams of men that rule many a month,
Destiny and time’s harmony shall grant,
But these the sea and sky had owed to make,
Meet at horizon—illusions are fake!

9 For all these are good if summit attained,
But failure achieved, crude hope still remained,
All trials and works will product to naught,
Unless the sea and sky—together brought.

10 This is the world’s nature, fruit of God’s will,
Older than the first stream of lights he seal,
That this nature, to the man’s realm must live,
All men shall receive, to smile or to grieve.

11 No gods are we to change all everything,
To make the crows cry, to make the snakes sing,
Sorrow and sadness the world has to grow,1q2
But all feel comfort, the great River’s flow…

... Stanzas 12-22 on Part 2


Details | Rhyme | |

Daddy Now Please Pray With Me

Daddy now, please pray with me,
for today I'm sailing stormy seas.
I know you say you're but a man,
who tries to live the Master's plan.

I'm weathering gray storms, except a few,
 and the turmoil would drown me, if not for you.
The wind is so strong, the waves are so high,
Tattered sails against the sky!

And I recall you telling me, 
of Jesus Christ,  Who calmed the seas.
And yes, small faith can the mountains move,
and how He died His love to prove.

So Daddy now, please pray with me,
to God's sweet Son, Who dwells in me.
For I am daughter of a man,
and weak at times and cannot stand
against these tides of shifting sands.

You say, "He's still upon His throne",
and with our prayers, I'm not alone!
And God is good and loves me still,
He will offer strength to swim these swells.

Oh Daddy now, please pray with me,
Some choices I made were not of Thee.
At times I've wandered and gone astray,
I feel somehow I've lost my way.

Tell me again my right hand he still holds, 
and how in heaven the streets are gold, and
once we're there no one is old because now 
Jesus holds my soul!

Daddy now please pray with me like when I 
was a child of three beside my bed on bended knees. 

And perhaps somehow these words I write, may move 
another to change their lives, for Jesus loves me this
I know and his blood has washed me white as snow. 

And when you've said "In Jesus Name" I feel brand 
new and not the same, so daddy now please pray with me
though I am grown and no longer three. 

He'll lift me up on wings of love and forgive me
of all the wrong's I'v done! Then I can drop my anchor
deep and mend white sails on peaceful seas!


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 | Haiku | |

You Don't Phase Me

dogs come cats go
just like moon waxing
Don't let it phase you



Tribute To Moon Waxing LOL

Also Don't Forget To
Turn Those Clocks Back


Details | Free verse | |

tides are risen from tears of love

when oceans rise beyond
the beaches, and 
it seems like the 
sky is leaking
water that fills 
the sea
above its very limits
and when those
tears stop falling
from the sky
where they fell 
the only place
that is the waters
edge is the mountain
that you land on.


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 | Fibonacci | |

Prepared Fish

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


Details | Rhyme | |

The Open Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

® Registered: Ann Rich  2005


Details | Rhyme | |

The Ocean And The Wind

The roar of the ocean soothes my soul
With each wave my heart jumps for joy
Though very active
The water brings me peace and serenity
I love to sit back and soak in the conversation
Between the ocean and the wind
Theres a battle
But then they come to common ground
This is the time when I don't hear a sound
Its so calm relaxing and serene
Oh no I spoke to soon as the uproar began
First its with the ocean and now the wind


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

A TRIBUTE TO THE GREATEST NAVIGATOR

One of the four sons of a wool-weaver,
Christopher Columbus became a great navigator,
who went to sea to learn the sailor's skills
and later to discover a land  filled with riches;
rejected by The King of Portugal, he appealed
to the Republic of Genoa and Venice...to return empty-handed!
Finally, King Ferdinand II and Queen Isabella of Spain
agreed to make him the " Admiral of the Seas ",
and Columbus departed from Palos, Portugal with three caravels:
the Nina, the Pinta and the Santa Maria for a slow and long voyage...
to find spices, and gold in mines and rivers and in other places;
and when one of his sailors sighted land,as if in a mirage, 
Columbus thought he had reached the East Indies, 
not realizing he had discovered the New World's shores! 


Details | Free verse | |

Somebody Loves Me

Produced 50 yrs ago
My master Pravin Pant Sr.
Felt it was time for my Just Born coop to grow
So he introduced me to some other chicks
Bunnies bats cats pumpkins and
Even thought of placing some lucky stars
In for the heck of it what a day of cellabration
Now he has flipped his lid once again and took a few friends back
Had turned them into lip balms but I don't mind
For they will stay forever fresh on my lips as I speak of them
I been dropped off buildings had been steam rolled over
And each time I bounced back with zest
So please come rescue us from this crazy farmer
Place me in a warm basket or cake or even a dressed table 
For I m just a little peep looking for somebody to love



To The Peep 
In All Of Us    LOL


Details | Rhyme | |

The Sun's Rays

The sun’s devouring rays
Reveals an astounding sensation against the marvelous universe
It caresses the earth with warm hugs and gives life to the motionless gaze
Its auras are above nature’s designating exteriors
Its swaying beauty is beyond Earth’s inhabitants, deserving my praise

It treasures the sky with joyousness and forms swarms of jeering birds
The sighs of the wind attracts clamoring herds

The sun’s appalling flames
Unshackles a zealous tune that reveals the Earth’s accord
It embraces the atmosphere with remarkable claims
Unraveling my curiosity; my ears are pleading to hear more, so I go forward!

It prizes the ocean with eagerness and forms swarms of screeching seagulls 
The strength of the waves draws in scorching souls 

The sun's unattainable rays 
Motivate life to trail on till its duty is done
Its auras seep through the whirling sky and strays
Embracing ambitious love like a father and son  


Details | I do not know? | |

Back To The Beginning

Back To the Beginning

I remember
As a little girl
Christmas Eve sitting around the fireplace
With my brothers and sisters
Listening to Mom and Dad
As they told us the story
Of the first Christmas

Christmas morning getting up and getting dressed
Going to church in our Sunday best
Mom and Dad walking up the aisle
With five little ones right behind
I really miss those times
When Mom and Dad made Christmas special
Never losing the true meaning 
Always taking us 

Back To the Beginning

I am all grown up now 
As I find myself, getting caught up in the hustle and bustle of Holiday shopping
Competing with whatever I did last year
Then there is a moment when I stop and think
Of Christmases past
How back then it did not matter what it was 
How it was all about the togetherness
The fun of getting ready and going to 
Christmas Mass
Then coming home and all helping prepare 
Christmas Dinner
Opening gifts and seeing what Santa brought us was nice I admit 
The true spirit of Christmas
Is what I miss the most
Therefore, I take myself 

Back To the Beginning

As I hang each ornament on that tree
Hang lights around a door or window
I think about how I can show a good example
Do what Mom and Dad did for me and
Take my loved ones 

Back To the Beginning

Lead by example that is what I have learned
So this year though I may give a few gifts
I will keep in mind
The person I am trying to find a gift for
Why are they so special and dear to me
What would be the best way to show
Them how much they mean to me.
Most of all I want to help 
Remind them 
Or teach them
What Mom and Dad taught me
The true meaning of Christmas
So please dear Lord help me
As I take my loved ones with me

Back To the Beginning

By: Jean Shular


Details | I do not know? | |

Drifts of Blossoms

Daring drifts of blossoms dance along the water's edge 
And count their blessings for Heaven's sake 
And drown out a lover's pledge 
And the other sounds that two lovers make 


Nature's ways harmonize, climb and chime 
The wind whispers and moves on its way 
Souls search and get lost in time 
And find forever and somewhere to stay 


Cherries burst and dreams explode 
Deep breaths and a sudden sigh 
Dangerous curves down a slippery wet road 
Twists and turns against a dead end sky 


Trees bend into a gripping gust 
A grey ghost rides and hides the light 
Rain falls into dripping lust 
As daydreams dip and dive into night


Details | Haiku | |

Calm Before The Storm

The sea of troubles
Spewing frolic wrathings
Islanders compose


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

One Drop

I am but one drop of water
Soaking in the knowledge of the sea
Swelling amid things great and small
Through the vastness of eternity


Details | Ballad | |

I AWAKEN WITH THE NEW SUNRISE

As the dreary night slowly vanishes,
taking along the weary stars,
but the wakeful moon decides to stay...
I awaken with the new sunrise
admiring the glimmering sea
with colors resembling diamonds!

I breathlessly wonder
why God has created it
with a painter's hand,
and giving us that joy...
a devine joy as a reminder: 
that all He has made is entirely His;
and in the same manner
we care for our bodies 
with much preoccupation,
we must take care of all creation,
so that our children 
can enjoy it indefinitely!

Among fields of jacandra and dandelions swaying,
I awaken with the new sunrise in sheer delight...
to face life as it was when nobody was there;
and we can imagine the thought running
through God's mind to put a human being there:
to watch and control the beautiful earth!

I awaken with the new sunrise,
to discover a small bird soaring...
going further and further up until
he has picked up the speed of an eagle;
I awaken with the new sunrise...rejoicing, 
opening up my spirit to a song of praise!

If I'm still living, I owe it to my Lord,
and there aren't days I don't proclaim His  word...
when I awaken with the new sunrise,
and I gladly watch the golden sun radiantly rise!


Details | Couplet | |

You'll Get A Rise Out Of This

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

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

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

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





Details | Free verse | |

Pining Island

far from the ground
a sun faced sea shines on me
no trouble i see but a sail with no wind
to catch no worry in the air
should i swim so long and tire arms
and reach the golden glaze ahead 
on islands set down to catch a glimpse 
of flocking beasts and friendly herds


Details | Rhyme | |

144,000 Sealed

144,000 Sealed “1After this I saw four angels standing at the four corners of the earth, holding back the four winds of the earth to prevent any wind from blowing on the land or on the sea or on any tree. 2 Then I saw another angel coming up from the east, having the seal of the living God. He called out in a loud voice to the four angels who had been given power to harm the land and the sea: 3“Do not harm the land or the sea or the trees until we put a seal on the foreheads of the servants of our God.” 4Then I heard the number of those who were sealed: 144,000 from all the tribes of Israel.” Rev 7:1-4 NIV Sealed for the Day of Judgment; Untouched by the seven last plagues; A seal placed on their foreheads; 12,000 from each of the twelve tribes. Seals contain three elements— The owner, title and jurisdiction [territory]; All found in the fourth commandment, In honor of the Lord’s creation. The 144,000 are the first fruits, Followed by a great multitude, That no man can number; All praising God in deep gratitude. They have washed their robes In the precious blood of the Lamb; Come out of great tribulation; Held on faithfully to the great I AM. The Son of Man is Lord of the Sabbath [Mark 2:28], That was made holy for man’s blessing. The 144,000 acknowledged the covenant; Man’s traditions were not observing. They did not worship the ‘beast and his image’ [Rev 14:12,9], But obeyed their Lord instead; Had a knowledge of history and biblical truth; Not by men’s Mithraic fables led. In the sealing of the 144,000, There’s no Replacement Theology, But one complete ‘new man’, Holding to the same ideology. Those who accept the true Sabbath And believe in Christ as their Savior; Jew and Gentile led by the Holy Spirit; Their Father in heaven to honor! Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


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Heart Beat

Sleepless and confused, my mind wonders around like a lost child,
all this gray and rain makes me think suicidal. 
Having to do the same stuff over and over again is pissing me off,
so i lay away to this sound of the beat i got playing so soft. 

My only escape is and every will be is this beat,
trust me it can put on a good show so have your self a seat. 
It will rock your world from the wonders it can do to you,
cause this sound is from the heart and soul and that is true.

Most people don't believe me that music can change a persons life,
it's only cause they have never experienced a good fight.
A fight for there own life, and the only thing that brought them back was music,
but they still refuse to admit that it's not magic.

So go put on a set of headphones and tell listen to a beat or two,
cause by the time you are done i will be asking you if it aint true.
So that's what i am about to go do is put on a set of headphones and listen through,
cause it's not what i can do but what the music can do to you.


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One Peak Moment

Right now
I’m not blaming you…

Pretend I have not had the 
Privilege of hearing those
Lines before. Tell me. 

Eternal glare on my
Sunglasses, which I wear at night.
Only an annoyance…
Never to be worried about.

When with you, I feel like 
An ice pick could go
Through my 
Ear and into my brain, and I’d experience a similar
Reaction. I’d like to

Go drink cheap wine and
Lay in the back of my truck, on an old mattress.

And sing—
Sing anything—as long as it’s 
Santana…or soft Slipknot…


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A HAUNTED FISHER

                                       A HAUNTED FISHER

	A hawk - sighted and decided young fisher;
          Traps skillfully, fishes for his wisher;
	Waving and sliding water - hills over;
	With howls of 'hurray', grows ever.

		Now a wisher, decrees vessels;
		And fishes millions of dreams and pearls;
		Blunts swords of sun and might of whirls;
		The spheres of storms and lightening, hurls.
		
			A god of holdings turns all to gold;
			Life to moving circular fold;
			Time to scarce diamonds mould;
			And occasions to sudden perches for hold.

                    	Possess a paradise with Hedden;
		Breaks brutally into the forbidden;
		Inflows and outflows hidden;		
		Landslides and gullies end Aden. 

			Fast after flying dreams, unheard, till; 
			Fast typhoon tosses, waves, spill; 
			Quacks and wrecks whiflashing castle, fill;
			Wakes of the storms died and waters calm still.

		Now where is the floating tower? 
		Flying dreams and manifold power;
		Where is the longed Hedden and Aden’s lover?
		Isn't the ocean calm blue and tempting ever???   
 
																   											
													JOSE PUDUSSERY
																


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THE RUSH OF EBBING WAVES

back and forth, boxsliding.
tossing and turning on the ocean waves;
the rush of ebbing tides moving,
similar to the unsaved lives of our days,
mixture of emotions gathering,
trying not to get sucked in the undertow,
our own deception that doesn't flow.
trembling in the fear of it's coolness,
the depths so limitless.
it's force unmeasurable,
only fit for the able.
it's nature can not be contained,
but it's characteristics can surely be attained.
soaking in it can acquire you different benefits,
a threat for the flow of living.
tides of waves so chaotic;
in a world so exotic,
the rush to coming back to it is so dramatic.


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Honestly

I love the way you make me feel
I know it must sound selfish
You make me want to exceed the unreal
When you grant me all that I wish
A bottled genie of note at sea 
Folded in words on love stuck pages
Crimson sealed amidst stormy breeze 
Heart shaped lips floating through ages
Seeking release from an aching heart
Breaking the rules of molds and curse
I’ll be oh so gentle with the inner parts
Replacing the ancient worlds you traverse
I’ll free you into the sea filled air
Kiss you and follow to Eden’s anew
The scent of your hair shall lead me there
Curious to know what you need me to do
Experience the other side of the glass
And I’d be honored to take your place
As I waste in a prison where time doesn’t pass
I’d gladly do it, if that’s what it takes
For you to say the following words:
“I love the way you make Me feel”
Come poisons or be it falling on swords
Sea glass and driftwood sounds so surreal
Riding the motions of waves below deck
Nestling hope in the bow of my mind 
Sunshine emotions at each rise or set 
Vessels of love on course throughout time


Details | Senryu | |

Do The Rumba

down by the sea shore -
silhouette conjoinment dance -
under cloud's cluster


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Wild Open Rich Woods

As the Robins dart across
Ignoring the clouds of gray
And cold breeze with the dry air
Bob their heads eating a bug

Something to me not there
The Redbuds that in the wild
Do grow begin to show their
True colors along the roads

Nestled beside are trees that
Are beginning to awake
Soon different shades of green 
Will canvas the wild spring woods

Each tree shows its beautiful
Or knarled structure that's not
Now hidden by leaf, flower
Some being stately, others

Seem to be very dower
Some look as though being crowned
Or shaped by ice storm, children 
Climbing on the young weak limbs

Each one having a beauty
All their own adorning the
Woods giving rich character
To the wild open rich woods


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Boy Is It Cloudy

a cotpit viewing
altitude eight hundred feet
cloud coverage below





Tribute To Flying High LOL


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A Christmas Love Story

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



Merry Christmas To All Soupers And Staff
Love Kathy And Jenny


Also Entry For Brian Strand's
Christmas Love Acrostic Contest


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Catch the Drift

Steal a bit of me.
Because I'm handing out precious treasures 
In return for love.


Don't believe, 
Just carry on
Through the pain
The confusion,
And the rain that burns in your eyes. 


I get lonelier
And emptier,
I think. 
But emptier still.
There's no magic eraser
To wipe out my unknown existence
And the scars.
And the screams,
There's no magic eraser.


Drift like a corpse
In the sea that's the world
Pale, 
Lifeless
Heartless. 
Till you sink to the bottom
Or get devoured by the monsters
Flesh-hungry monsters.
There's no magic wind
Coming to take you to the sky
Where those angels look down and smirk.


So carry on. 
Move on. 
Till you get your strength. 
Recover.
Hold on to this.
There's beauty the in abyss too,
Barren as it is.


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There's No Place Like Home

the great sand bubbler
watches incoming ribbed tide
from burrows back home


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Your So Sweet

amidst grass carpet
bunny nibbles flowered bulb
expunges nectar





Tribute To Children


Entry For 
Carol Brown's Spring Contest


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Moe's Dream

Once upon a time,
A thousand years ago,
There lived a friendly crab
By the name of Moe

You, see Moe wished to be
A bird so he could fly up high
He flapped his arms all day
But please don’t ask me why

Everyone told him it would never happen
But Moe had hope
He practiced everyday
And when he couldn’t, he would never mope

Moe grew very old
And suddenly he died
Many creatures were at his funeral
Everyone there cried

But little did they know,
Moe’s dream was coming true
He was up in heaven
And there, in heaven, he flew


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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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Horizon

I looked up and saw
And what I saw
Took my breath away
I saw the sky in turquoise splashes
And a rainbow of pure colour
No eye could fathom
I saw a dream, I saw a vision
I saw what inspired every poet, 
Every artist, every person,
It inspired me, and it made me 
Think 

I looked up and breathed
And I breathed in deep and took in 
All the glory of His handiwork
I saw a sunset, I saw colours
That didn’t exist in the human mind
But only in the mind of the One who made it.
I saw neither RED, nor YELLOW, even BLUE
I saw hues; I saw splashes, merges of shades 
That had neither name nor infinite longevity
Due to an oblique, orange setting sun

I gazed down and danced,
And danced on roaring white foam
On darkened sand and smooth stone
The waves crashed in, and sizzled back out 
My feet and toes refreshed, 
Gazing around, into a horizon turned bright crimson
I breathed in the salt, the foam and lifted
My chin, standing on tiptoe, lungs invigorated
The sun halfway into the sea, appearing to submerge

How small do I feel under the dancing coloured sky,
Of wispy clouds and up against the giant ocean…?
How do I fit in under the gaze of the Sun, its warmth and
Beauty indefinable…?
A whisper came across my face,
A wind from the West, (or is it East?) 
teasing my hair away 
Into marine air, pulling tendrils of curls onto my lips
Not concerned, or troubled, neither worried or caring
I nodded my head in agreement to the Words of Him
Him above all. The whisper, exhaled.
I inhaled. It came again, with no comparison;
“I’ll never leave you.”
 
I looked up and saw
And what I saw
Took my breath away


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Armor Hotdog

bird of feather
flocks the all mighty sea shore
just for a hotdog






Tribute To
The Hotdog 
In All Of Us  LOL


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FAITH IS STRONGER THAN RELIGION

What religion has created through the ages 
is a false gospel with much incredibility;
a helpless Christ on that cross...
instead of a resurrected One 
ascending to His glory;
He's still mocked and alone!

Faith is stronger than religion,
it trascends all souls
in search of truth and hope;
and it can't be taught by words alone!
Faith was the stronghold
of prophets and saints!
Let it become our fortress
in the days of weakness,
and fervently pray with confidence
that no harm will come from others!

The sacrificial altar needs no lamb,
the ultimate sacrifice was made...
the reconciliation between Man and God,
and a Mediator to atone every sin committed;
many still believe in a harsh punishment...
by demons who dwell in Hell!

Let's be like David who exalted Jehova God always, 
and proclaimed His greatness for all ages!
Let's fear no man, but trust in the God of Moses...
who parts our waters in troubled times,
and lets us walk safely to our shore;
let's be as faithful as they were!


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Now Don't Tell

rustic overtures
mirrored fixtures
majestic crowns






Tribute To Nature


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INTO THE STORM -- PART 1

INTO    THE    STORM     (PART  1)

A few drops predicting storm, large, heavy, hard.
Black clouds, low, hanging, turbulent.
Wind drops as a boxer lowers his guard,
Confident of the helplessness of an opponent
Facing the forthcoming fury omnipotent.

Waves, solid mountains of etched glass blocks
Swashing their black masses on the decks,
And she shivers with the shocks.
Bow crashes the watery wall ahead and checks.  
Shards of black mass assault faces and necks.

Drops fly from ropes stretched straight to snapping,
Decks awash with black glass’s foaming flume,
Wind has horizontal pennant frantically flapping,
Rain lashes the leeside scuppers full of foam:
As we plunge into the black heart of the storm.

(to be continued….)


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BON VOYAGE

BON VOYAGE ---

" let him sink ,
  let him rest 
  he has worked hard 
  to make it to west"

" its turn now for moon to rise 
  to make his way from paradise 
  he would rise for the occasion
  help u know ur position
  would see him coming from east
  just thank him n  smile atleast"

" sparkling the sky 
  with an atti of never to die 
  u would always see Mr. Star 
  hes never too far"
  
" Rigel, Sirius, Vega , Capella 
  u name  him watever
  he'd always be seen 
  glowing the sky forever
  days when moon has ties 
  his presence will strobe ur eyes
  guiding u throughout twilight
  escorting till Sun shines bright "

" these buddies will help u cruise 
  on courses u have choosed 
  never let u down or be late 
  with an aim 
  for u to safely navigate"

" Smooth seas N favouring winds 
  they always wish for her
  so that for her Onus she'd never fail
  and all her life 
  She'd would Proudly sail Sail sail !!!


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Steady As You Go

flow river flow
gently down the 
outcrop stream you go

trickling over cobblestones
and fallen branches
that's  been bestowed

mountain crest covered in snow
valleys and hilltops above and below
lies in solance as you boldly flow

puffs of white
seen in your passages sights
wonder whos lying by a fireplace tonight

ribbed tides
sea foam disguise
for it's just you and I

so flow river flow
gently down the outcrop stream you go
for where you stop know one knows



Entry For
Brian Strand's 
Flow River Flow Contest
GL All



Also Tribute To 
Great Rivers Lakes And Streams


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Let's Get Buzzed

billowing waters
caused by winds sudden onrush
electric surges



Tribute To The Sea


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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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Save Our Wetlands

My home state loses a football field, 
Of coastal land each day of the year.
I’m no cheerleader about this,
It fills my heart with fear.

I wish I had funds to donate to the cause.
Maybe if I expressed my thoughts of the situation,
It would cause others to pause.
As the pelicans swim to the beat,
 Of their inward drum,
And contribute to the state,
That many other states of the union,
Were carved from.

Way back before humans existed,
Our dear state Louisiana was merely sea floor.
If we humans that exist today,
Don’t get serious about this erosion problem,
The state where jazz was born,
Will be sea floor once more.

Our coastal industries, beautiful magnolia trees,
And the capital of the Old South,
Will no longer exist.
We won’t be able to reminisce about anything,
If our hindrance persists.

Like bacteria attacks a cell,
Our precious land is being attacked as well.
Like our educated out migrants,
Land is leaving without being replaced.
Saving this land helps us ecologically:
This includes the human race.

Please fellow residents and people who once,
Or never lived here before.
Fill Louisiana’s heart with cheer,
By contributing to this worthy cause.
If one can’t give monetarily, 
 He or she should then take a pause.
Be creative and think of other ways,
That one is able to help this wonderful state.

We would certainly appreciate anything you do,
To help us out.
I know the pain of the land will be eased,
Without a doubt.

Our state has faith in us as we have faith in it.
Let us not only be cheerleaders, but star players.
So that our precious land can stay strong,
Throughout its layers.
This erosion problem can be very costly:
Climatic changes, loss of land, animal and plant species,
And human lives are just a few.
Please help save our wetlands,
Because it is part of the old and of the new.


Wrote November 2003 almost exactly 2 years before Hurricane Katrina,
while student @ ULM and concerned about the issue, as a student and scientist the topic of 
New Orleans going under and the Mississippi River flow and creation of Louisiana  was talked 
about since  I was in elementary school in the mid '80s was a main topic of concern for the 
gubernatorial election held that year, and during that political official's term as governor, 
Hurrican Katrina hit, Louisiana politics I tell you- they simply tell people what they want to 
hear!


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My life portrays an ocean

My life portrays an ocean
So powerful, so strong
Breaking the sharp cliffs into rocks
As I go on
I am smooth yet I am gentle
Flowing with a smooth pace
Cutting off the sharp rocks
Into smooth round face
Ocean is a reassuring friend
And an unbeatable foe
So gentle, it tickles
So strong it breaks through
My life portrays an ocean
So powerful, so strong
Changing the face of world
As I go on.


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Ripples in the Sea

When I see this Moon and gaze deep into the stars,
My mind wanders as I search for where you are.
Looking up, looking down, this enormous Sea is where I can now be found.
Standing alone at the Ocean’s edge and hearing its roar,
My heart pounds and aches for so much more.
Gazing deeper and deeper out into this vast blue Sea,
I can gather myself with this soul that was given to me.
Ripples in the Sea are all that my eyes can see.
One by one they collide with force to touch what was given to me.
Infinity with the depths of this Sea, 
This is what the Moonlit Ocean conveys to the truth inside of me.
Standing alone and afar from the depths of this Sea,
Ripple by ripple captures the every breath that I have inside of me.
Oh how they carry every single thought away from the insides of me!
Reflections of our Moon spread across this glimmering Sea.
Endless and endless ripples!
This vision I know I will forever see!
I hold my breath and carry a true smile, 
Searching for that last ripple to reach its hundredth mile.
Alone I stand at the edge of this Sea, 
The depth of this Ocean covers over me.
I wonder and wonder can I truly hold what was given to me?
So if ever in search for that which you know you believe,
Please remember that I left me standing with the ripples in the Sea.
One by one they collide crashing directly into me.
I stand with a force that was given just for this person that lives inside of me.
Come to me! Please touch what is on the inside of me!
Feel what has been given just for the love of me!
So if ever in doubt for that which you truly know you believe,
Look deeper and deeper out into this incredible huge Sea.
The ripples one by one know you will believe.
They touch, they feel, they hear what is left standing out by the Sea,
And that my friend is the life that God had already chosen for the soul that lives inside of me.


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The Donkey Carol

(Chorus): My name is breda Donkey
               'Pon my back is de Christmas story
               A carry God's son an' mercy
               Down through the ages to wi glory
               De baby born in Bethlehem's manger
               Wi creator, redeemer, how stranger


Ole Balaam let mi carry him
Fi guh sell the Massa prophecy
An angel did appear to him
An' bring me square in history
               Ole Balaam saw a star
               Coming out of Jacob family
               Jesus coming from beyond afar
               To bring all sinners mercy

So one night breda Joseph call mi
Him seh O donkey come carry Mary
I know it was Balaam's prophecy
For Bethlehem's star was bright above me
              No room, no room for the baby
              Not a preacher in the earth was ready
              So mi call 'pon mi animal family
              Jesus cum guh mek yuh manger ready

The street was full of trafficking
While merchants count their money
Wi sang glory to man's joy born king
Jesus is the manger baby
              Hush Mr. cow nuh bawl again
              Red Heifer yuh sacrifice over
              Likkle lambs guh skip 'pon de plain
              Bethlehem bring forth the redeemer

Sweet likkle turtle dove you are free
The covenant of the ark is broken
Sweet Jesus bring love and jubilee
Same de greedy ole Balaam had spoken
              But mi is donkey an mi work nuh done
              A carry him before the cross
              Mi labor till de second coming of the son
              Sin is mi burden, but a him it cost


This song is written to the tune of Jamaican folk song: "Good evening, Mrs Cunningham
It is written for two voices that blend to sing the chorus, but sing each stanza in 2 parts.  It 
tells the story of Christmas from a donkey's point view, and yet stay true to the Bible 
discourse. 

Some words are peculiar to the Jamaican dialect for coloring of the song:
Breda: brother; 'pon:upon; de:the; wi:our; ole:old; mi:me; fi:to; guh:go
Cum:come ... had all words recapitulate to the Jamaican dialect even young Jamaicans would 
have been alienated --- for the language was not encouraged in our homes where it was 
considered bad talking. It is being revived through academics at the UWI again.


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Standing Tall And Looking Good

towering soldiers
watch over hidden forest
in dressed camoflage






New Entry For
Raul Moreno's 
Soalance In Nature Contest



Also Tribute To
Armed Forces


Details | Acrostic | |

Awakening Spring (double acrostic and end line word)

Around the corner, the sun will show its new face after                               A
Well earned time of having endured through the cold of                              Winter.
Anticipation is felt as nature burgeons and animals wake                            Anew
Keenly sensing the coming of spring with all its love felt in its                      Kaleidoscopic
Emergence of colors everywhere and its fragrances brought by the             Elements.
Nature at its youth, feeling the excitement throughout, that we all                Naturally
Instinctively experience rebirth within the fiber of our hearts; yet still          Intimidated,
Not having yet forgotten the frozen breath of the dying icy season. But        Now
Gratitude moves into the soul from the lessons learned, and we thank         God.

Sweetly, we turn our eyes to the heavens above for the blessing of its          Smile
Pleasantly blowing to us in fragrant love with the breezes and the waters,      Preparing
Rebirth of nature, and the birds sing us their songs of love while                   rigorously
Investing their all in the building of their nest for their offspring,  so              impatient,
Nagging at times to their loved ones, then making it all a fun game to play.   Nature
Gathering their families and I remember my parents for whom I thank          God.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 02.20.10


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Some Sea Calls My Name

Some sea breaks in foam rushing around virgin shores made new by every wave and yet some see nothing but water and sky while I see you which is everything but me yet including me too when I stand in your shoes Some see melted hearts singing as one throughout the night sailing from Jupiter to Mars in the span of one kiss layered in as many dimensions as their imagination can dream but I see you standing naked in the sunshine on a tranquil beach midday your ankles surrounded by foam that takes your breath away Some sea calls my name seducing me to walk on water like a child is drawn to birth but I worry how to make those steps unlike the child following her canal I misstep because I think while my former self small knew the way without worry and hence I fall through the waves the mountain in my path does not move and a mustard seed is too large to contain my faith


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My Heart

I can't find the words to console you
the right lyrics to take over and control you
but theres nothing that we can do
the good times will come and the bad times will pass
We're running in a race and were going way to fast
I don't want to let you in for the fear that you may win
My heart...............

Oh when my camera takes a snapshot
smile with every miniscule amount of happiness that I've got
Feet in the sand, walking hand in hand
dancing to the band I don't want to go on because at the crack of dawn
you may break
my heart.........

As the rain bombards my hair
wetness everywhere shake it out its okay
you'll keep me dry if I stay but if I stay
the fear is near that I may give you
My heart...............


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Play

Two male Cardinals in the running rose
Their beauty on surroundings impose
Thoughts that Spring will come someday
And bring with it life to all that play

Like little boys who climb trees
Tiny girls who swing with ease
So different are they but both love to play
All the day in the wonderful sun's ray


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Forever-Part 2

Pacabells cannon starts to play. The gates open and everyone looks my way. Beautiful black and red roses line the red carpet that leads to you. You look amazing tonight too. I look at my white dress as I step into the setting sun. The light catches the black sparkles and roses on my dress and makes me look beautiful, makes me feel like one. A black rose on this beautiful LA sand. A black rose that belongs to a wonderful man. I slowly walk down the aisle. I walk up to you and I smile. There's black and red roses on the alter and I get up ther. I can smell their sweet fregrance in the warm evening air. The paster starts as I look at you. You say you vouls and I say mine too. You say "I do," and I do the same too. You slip yet another beautiful ring on my finger and kiss me so sweetly. We hold hands and walk back down the beautiful rose lined aisle.

 

We walk to the peir where there are beautiful lights hung up everywhere. I spin to look at the beauty and you lean in close to me and say, "wait here." You walk up to the DJ and request and smile as a familure tune comes on. I continue to smile and I take your hand. you walk me back out onto the beautiful sand.  "Our first dance," you say. My smile gets bigger when I here Amazed starts to play. You pull me closer to you as we start to move from side to side. My nourvousness is hard to hide. "You okay beautiful?" you ask softly as you gently run your hand through my hair. "Yeah baby, I'm fine," I say as I see people gather around and stare. We dance and we sway sweetly and quietly. We kiss and dance slowly. We kiss again and you start to sing along with the song. I've been waiting for this day, I've been waiting so long.

 

We'r walking on the beach again. hand in hand. you still in your tux, I'm still in my dress. This is our future. Together. Forever. The setting sun catches my ring. It shines brightly. "I love you," I say and we kiss again. "I love you too," you say and gently pick me up.

You carry me back up to the house. You carry me up sairs and lay me on our bed. You lay beside me and gently kiss my head.

We lay there and talk for hours and hours. We smile and laughas our future stretches on in front of us.


Details | Crystalline | |

THE GYPSIES'S ODE

The Gypsies's ode is to bright clouds,
to insure safety on long travels.

They grow everything from rich soil,
drawing clear water from a deep well.

Their ascenstors came from the sea,
in many lands they sought liberty.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

English Garden

I have found the treasure
that lies at the Rainbow's end;
surrounded by Sweet William, for-get-me knots,
and crimson shades of velvet rose.

Near the cottage of old where I was young,
the quaint charm of the English garden.
Where time has not weathered with due harm,
swirls of hued asters still in the brisk fresh air.

Moments spent dancing with cupid in midst
of a sunny afternoon.
Seconds where dreams danced on the moon,
sweet perfume floats by to wisp away my breath.
Up ahead mine eyes view the grassy slopes
where a thousand of narcissus bloom.

I watch them sway the day away tossing 
their sweet perfume to the winds.
Wicker seats and ivory benches upon I sit and muse.
The soul cannot thrive in the absence of a garden,
a rose plot, fringed pool and serenity.

Burn the sage, the leaves of rose and wintergreen
Light the candles in the middle of the afternoon.
From within my center core I breathe for more of this
paradise near heavens view.

Sweet surrender to growing things, cupids chimes in
melody rings, for here is a heavenly peace that mirrors
my thirsty soul.


My x4 Great Grandmother was from England a Duchess but she chose to marry my X4 Great
Grandfather and lost her inheritance and rights for neglecting the wishes of the family in
England. He was a Captain of the sea and brought many to the American shores of Mass. In
reading and studying, I found she loved to write of the sea and those things she cherished
from England and growing up, from memoires, she has touched my muse and from time to time,
I let her speak of such cherished beautiful things.


Details | Free verse | |

Just a Kiss

Perhaps it was just a kiss
warmer than your soul remembers
in that moment's comprehension
but no doubt only some dim fraction
of your inner light unbound and undressed
where you are entangled
longing to be entwined, forgotten, and lost
adrift upon the sea of no desire without direction
lingering there until the sky becomes sunset
sunset becomes night
night becomes dawn
and dawn becomes day again
born anew a thousand times
each time unique without parallel
perfect
wrapping around your own reflection
as your shadow consumes itself
in the darkness of your own light
and in the light of your own darkness
you become one without separation
floating in yourself
a salty sea within a sea of clouds reflected in an eye
each folding into the other
oozing slowly like molasses
or running fast as heavy liquid gold
birthing out of each part of the other
and diving back into the same blissful abyss
a continuum of sighs
layered over in a divine skin sliding
like silk across a warm lake of fire without flames
screaming or silent
in motion or stillness
ever changing but always the same
never really new but always fresh
you reach for the finish that will not come
but eventually slice yourself apart
to become two again
two so you can see the both
and comprehend the beauty
of having been one
and the desire to be that again
perhaps calling this love
you might forget it is your essence
and nature


Details | Sestina | |

THE CLOSEST COMPARISON

A cherub with a rosy face
and plenty of curly hair
that the breeze loved to lull,
more than the daises so fair;
and that was the closest comparison...
to the beautiful child he once was!


The youngest dreamer ever to be born
with eyes as bright and lively as stars,
such were his to take imagination
beyond every possible dimension;
and such was the closest comparison...
to see himself as the beautiful child he once was!


He grew up too fast with an instinct
that was immensely blessed;  so keen,
privileged and gallant seemed that fearless
kid not to be able to earn one's keep,
to make perfection the closest comparison...
to the beautiful child he once was!


The shady paths covered by the swanky pine trees,
were as dusty as any country road which needed rain,
and it came without ever wishing for it;  and he welcomed 
it by getting wet, to lose himself in its gentle peace;
and what other closest comparison would he have made?...
If not that of the beautiful child he once was without worry and pain!   


Entered in Deborah Guzzi's poetry contest


Copyright 2009  by Andrew Crisci


Details | Rhyme | |

Friendly Waves

The waves are my tugging friends Though they could play rough I let the sun whip across my face; this fascination—it all blends They could warm up my soul—enough! The sand on the beach will remain my foes Though they could have a hint of good in them I let the sand scrape across my arms and legs; this infection—tickling my toes They could be a pain to my skin—what’s their problem? The seagulls are my pets Though they could be pests I let the seagulls fly away into the sunlit sky; this rejection—I can’t change my bets! It could be a wonderful experience—burning their nests I thank the creator so much For providing me with all of these friendly waves and such


Details | Haiku | |

May I Have This Dance

eye of beholder
gets optical illusion of
moon and water's dance



Tribute To Beauty


Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's
Reflections Contest
Gl All


Details | Rhyme | |

Whatever I am, I just accept


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


Details | Free verse | |

Where Else Would I Be?

Author Note: When reading, picture the beauty of a setting sun at sea.



Steadfast, 
surveying in appreciation the mastery of creation.
A kaleidoscope of color, blends one into another, 
producing varying intensities,
fluid, 
wispy,
in the aftermath of sun setting;
a vision,
a rustic portrait of my vessel rushing,
as to prolong this rare site.

Water mimics glass,
nary a ripple before me;
changes to chaotic in my wake.

I am enchanted by the feast placed before me,
fortunate among men to bear witness.

This portal between heaven and earth, 
this is my place.
I am a sailor, where else would I be?


Details | Blank verse | |

SUNRISE

There was a wave of emotion thrown from the crimson bathed sea. As the warmth of the morning sunlight wrapped it's blanket around me. The water below being thrown against the rugged rocks with ease. Then instinctually followed by a luke warm breeze. I stand by the seaside and watch the colours off the morning sky. It fills me with so much pleasure that I feel a tear fall from my eye. I watch as the colours of the sky Mix and match together as if moved by an artists hand. A brush stroke here and a brush stroke there until it looks elegant and grand. An image of beauty, the summer morning sunlight. An image which my memory will hold tight.


Details | I do not know? | |

Rebellious Child Of The Sea

Rebellious young child of the sea,
Why do you always flee
From admitting yourself wrong,
And still letting your heart be filled with envy and pride?
Why do you glide away
From friend to friend?
Seems like whatever you do will always end.
I hear you are rebellious against His Word
And that you allow astrology and deep intrepretations to be thy guide.
Everyone says that you are just that way,
Because you believe you're forever a child,
Yet contradictingly,
You say you're a child of The Lord,
If so, why are you some times impure and insecure?
Thy answer is, "I am free to be what I want to be..."
"For Jesus' salvation is for everyone including me..."
"Although I run away, my soul clings onto friends and misses them dear..."
"I'm usually not myself around others, because I have one small fear..."
"I pray every night, asking for His forgiveness and loving light,"
"And I also have this continuous inner fight..."


Details | I do not know? | |

April Rain

~ April Rain ~

Wash over me and cleanse my soul
Let the world see 
The side of me I do not readily show
Let my smile disappear
If only for a little while
Let them see the sensitive side of me
For I am not always strong
I am not always happy
Sometimes I feel sad
So 

April Rain

Wash over me 
Let the world see
Another side of me
Where there is not always laughter
Sometimes there are tears
I am not always about the jokes and fun
Let them see 
The more serious me

April Rain

Please won’t you wash over me? 
Cleanse my soul
Leave it open for others to see
The part they do not always see in me
No more laughter
There does not have to be tears
Let my smile wash away
As we open up my doors for the world to see
The more serious me

April Rain

Please wash over me

By: Jean Bonella


Details | Haiku | |

If I Could I Wood

beneath pine archway
cast of carved woman standing
looking out to sea


Details | I do not know? | |

horses

She sits up high, up on the horse
And sweeps her hand along the coarse
White hide sticks to the hand of hers
Gently bounces, dressage, no spurs

Arches her back, her arms out straight
Trots along the length of the gate
Her body moves, one with the horse
Flow with the movement, with the force

Hair tosses, begin to canter
With grace she rides, grace rides with her
Hold back the reins, the horse he slows
And from their mouths, the breath it blows

Remove the saddle from his back
Carry it to the barn and stack
The warm horse-sweated saddle down
Tired smile, no room for frown

In that beautiful mouth yours
Like oceans crashing on the shores
And your eyes, they steal the sunset
Or the sunset, it stole your eyes


Details | Epic | |

Good Morning To Betrayal -2-

5...4...3...2......1..GO! 
Get ready to release yourself from deep waters
Land on high grounds
Thrills surrounding your awed temptations

3...2...1.. 
You are ready to take your first flight!!!    
To a wondrous
Space of wonders

Good morning to a space glimpse!

Luminous happiness sweltering
From a secure, sincere sunshine 
Peeking from scarless sun
Careless of the background

Space of wonders
You'll be always remembered 
In my photographing memory
Cherished as my own child
Remain mild...control the ship in a sprinkled space

Space of wonders
How could you mutter those
Floating inspirations?

Tripping on every verse
Keeping track of space life
Full of energy and renewal 

The commotion from Earth
Has been on the duelist 
It's inspired for awhile 
Replaced with a remarkable universe
 
Space of wonders
How could you burn our hearts with threatening passion?
Hugging us in compassion
How could you mutter those
Floating aspirations? 
Cherished as my own 
favorite memory 

Good morning to space life
Devious and uncontrollable
As slick as many criminals
Working as a one big team
To circulate around
The main sequence of trouble

Glisten as the star-filled sky
Along with warm, heartening rain

Good morning...
To you, oh glorious soul!

Your vision shown in space
Rolling in your circular face
Thrilling and tripping unsteadily
With an unstable way of living 

Close the scene for a lightyear moment
Feel our diversity

Watch the stars roam about like syrup rubbing against a soft, puffy 
pancake 

Take your flight, you sunlit fairy
On a cloudless, scarlet sky

Shining as the sun
Swiftly diving down as a surfing dude
Open as the driven waves,
trusting the possible tasks

Put your task aside for now 
Save it for leftovers
We are arriving in our zoo-like cage
Suitable for excitement and ominous worries

Welcome royal destiny!
Arriving on the doorstep of your front door

Along with a letter saying:

"Goodbye to midnight bliss!
Good morning to a kiss of gleaming space of wonder!"


Details | Quatrain | |

THE STEADFAST FORCE GUIDING ME

No one can see the steadfast force
guiding me toward infinite peace,
an untroubled and limpid sea...
with glittering, foaming waves!


Some call it faith, I call it strength;
and somehow leads me to believe in destiny...
that the spirit cannot be broken easily
when the foundation is built on courage!


I strum my guitar and sing Alleluia, and as 
I carefully walk...I can't ever stumble
on a smooth road, where evil is not present...  
to give a sign of premonition to an ever-faithful!

 
I go past the pear' orchards in a remote farm,
and the pheasants sit in the golden branches;
the fruits look so succulent inviting me to taste them,
others have wished to savor such a sweetness!


A surge of sublime joy swells inside like that of songs,
and gracefully I sing them by allowing sustenance...
the steadfast force guiding me to enjoy the supreme moments
as if sighting a supernova, which will not lose its brilliance!


An oath of obedience I have made to God,
and being humble, I will honor Him repeatedly...
in all kinds of prayers and proclaim Him Lord
whose hand is the steadfast force guiding me!

Cpoyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Choka | |

THE PAINTER'S HAND

Ablaze firmament
with captivating light blue...
a nacturnal's whim!
The luminous moon watches
the lonely pine on the hill
caressing a star;
while below, the quite town sleeps,
not seeing the painter's hand!


Inspired by von Gogh's painting," Nocturne " 
Entered in Abe's Lopes contest, " Vincent van Gogh's paintings "


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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A Toast To Mom

oh the weather outside is frightful
and having snowball fights were so delightful

getting hit in the butt and head
then laughing cause you start seeing red

hooking on car bumpers for a little ride
wearing tennis shoes we did slip and slide

mama yelling to get off or you'll be dead
we never listened to what she had said

socks for gloves to keep little hands warm
even amidst a blizzards storm

soaked from head to foot
looking like santa's outfit full of soot

but what I remember about fun the most
was waiting for mama's hot coco and apple butter toast


on that speical Christmas morning day
before the Lord had came and taken her away


   {R.I.P. Mama}


Happy Holidays All
Love Kathy And Jenny

Also Entry For 
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Songs In Poem Form
Gl All


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Lifeboat men so brave

Lifeboat men so brave............

A personal tribute to the man and woman of the R.N.L.I. 
"The Royal National Lifeboat Institute". 

Bravest men amongst the brave, 
The lifeboat volunteers. 
Precious people saving lives, 
As they've done for many years. 

Through the waves of raging water, 
Being battered by the storm. 
These precious people saving lives, 
Heroes one and all. 

Being called in all conditions, 
Whether sunshine, snow or rain. 
Never knowing what's ahead, 
Or will they see their homes again!!! 

Hurricanes and twenty foot waves, 
Smashing at your soul. 
Dedicated lifeboat men, 
With a never ending goal. 

So many crewmens lives been lost, 
Still many lives they save. 
Always putting themselves at risk, 
These lifeboat men so brave. 

To the R.N.L.I. volunteers, 
With such courage there's only few.   
May the seasons always bring you home, 
As the Lord watches over you.


Details | Free verse | |

Sultry Awakening

Sun beams radiate heat
Sand beneath your skin
Rhythmic beat
Foam against the shore
Take you under

Sultry music
Whispered salt, through sea air
Soaked breeze
Parts through waves of hair
Flowing
To drown you in serenity
Peace

Pure bliss lifts you up
Lull you.. you sit still
But rapid waters
Constantly moving
Still move you

Close your eyes
Breathe it all in
Imagine God's hands upon your face
Cleanse your spirit
Feel your soul breathe
That first clear breath after sudden rebirth
Washed over, caressing off time's scars
Taken, and brought back new again

Sun beams radiate heat
Sand beneath your skin
Rhythmic beat
Foam against the shore
Take you under......


Details | I do not know? | |

Amazing Octopus

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

I Do

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

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

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

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

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



Tribute To Colorado
Rocky Mountain High


Details | Free verse | |

Spring holiday fever

Daffodils bunch, spring has sprung,
Sun raises higher to waken sleepy heads;
No time for hibernation now as spring fever hits, - 
create time to get together; go fly a kite, 
or sit and chill, make daisy chains.

Let the sunshine bring warm sunny days.
In meadows baby lambs take their first steps;
whilst mad March hare hops and plays
with baby bunnies dotting the green fields 
of the countryside.

A season where everything wants to bloom,
time to trim those lawns and weed again;
and all just in time before spring rains
will once more aid those thirsty 
flowers and bulbs as they grow.

For it is now that gorgeous butterflies 
flutter gracefully by giving nature a helping hand;
pollinating the kingdom while watching little chicks -
crack open their Easter eggs, just in time
to join in the madness of this happy holiday season.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Seven Wonders Of The Modern World

History talks about the Seven Wonders?
But look around what do you see
Our Seven Wonders of Modern times
Are all there for thee.

Many have been here for thousands of years
Given many a thought, many a fear
They are listed as i write them down

The first is life, a wonderful act
The womans body see's to that
The birth anew, is an incredible tact.

Number 2 on my list of Seven
Is Water, sent from Natures Heaven
Thats the Sky for you and me
Its Natures tears, as damp can be.

Number 3 on my list of Seven
Its Oxygen, the air were given
We inhale it in, in various ways
General days, and general plays.

Number 4 on my list of Seven
The Animals chosen for Natures Haven
Many a creature there appears to be
As big as a whale, as small as a bee.

Number 5 on my list of Seven
Is this World donated, no rentage given
All we have to do is this
Look after her, don't take the piss.

Number 6 on my list of Seven
Its our will to exist, create modern heavens
As cultures blend to mix their thought
Many pluses, never naughts.

Number 7 on my list of Seven
Its what's beyond Natures Heaven
We need to severely police us first, before our rockets make their burst
To pass our moon and reach the Stars, before we polute!!


Details | Quatrain | |

THE DARK SEA KISSED BY THE RADIANT MOONBEAMS

It's awfully quite at the end of August, placid fireflies
come out before the appearance of stars;
how tender, how beautiful are the rolling waves
in the dark sea kissed by the radiant moonbeams!



Absorbed in deep thought, I welcome another evening of solitude
with a peace that is more perplexing and intriguing than silence;
calmness stupefies, even more than the serenity inside...
do I need friends, if I have the company of the entire universe? 



Crystalline, clear water splashing and bubbling,
reaching the spot where I am profoundly thinking, 
bringing a soothing feeling after a very hot afternoon...
hoping not to lose the brilliance of the dotted moon!



Tired mind, rest and refresh yourself at sunrise,
detach yourself from the constant habit of searching and creating;
release the worries and rest, let fantasy spice up your fabulous stories...
thoughts that lead to pen, to finally become liberating!



On the glistening rocks, owls hoot in hunger and start attacking their preys...
the defenseless oysters try to get back into the salty water and be safe in the seaweeds,
but  they are caught by their claws, and with no strength left and blood in their eyes...
they die and their carcasses will be ripped apart and consumed by the ravens!   



Stop! Enough of this ugly spectacle! Let me turn the eyes to something truly delightful;
see the dark sea kissed by the radiant moonbeams to make this August' night really indelible!
A ship, with its thousands lights reflecting in the steady flow of the waves, is approaching;
the lighthouse's guard announces its arrival...oh, this scene is so fascinating! 


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Sonnet | |

Meadows of Yellow

Yellow meadows come into view
As the spring winds gently brew
Petals sway as if they are dancing
Luring insects of many in their passing glancing

Azure blue skies look down on the green
Whilst sporadic clouds, drift in and out of the scene
Gentle trickles of water from the winters snow
Meander through the meadows from the heights to below

A scent of anew wafts through the air
As i turn three sixty, all i can do is stare
All that i see is of beauty and free
These vistas of nature just fill me with glee

 

Inspired by Linda-Marie's " Softly Springing " poem

 

http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/poetry-soup-3.php


Details | Free verse | |

Aswim in love

I have been redeemed
from young love's wreck.
The call and beck of your heart:
redeem, heal.
Numbed the feel
and lie of unwanted/
unworthy.
Soul scurvy
was every thought 
in mind
and heart.

But I start again
knowing love is all that is eternal.
And as a kernel of truth infects
this barren field of mine,
another line is drawn
in the dirt between
truth and lie.
Claw and tooth they fight
for the victory of my Amen.

Do you ken?
That a thousand lies
are like the sand on the shore?
And sure they abound,
but truth is the surf
in which we swim,
and dim is that sand
beneath our bellies.
And under the current,
the lies ever recurrent
surface once more.
Only to be washed,
lost again.
As the tide pulls us away once more...


Details | Concrete | |

The Ocean

A mystery 
dripping
swallowing
gurgling
slurping 
always moving
but going no where
though beautiful
terrifying in every way
love it
hate it
admire it
shun it
all in all
it's actions are uncertain
it  floats about
giving life
receiving life
taking life
it makes the cycle complete
never responding to question
the leader of all existence
without it we are lost
with it we think we are safe 
but are we?
should we be afraid?
what will it do next?
swallow us whole?
we have no way of knowing
what we know
is that it's buzzing
waiting for the right time
to make us aware 
but the problem is
we dont know what to be aware of
and that's what should scare us


Details | Light Poetry | |

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.


Details | Rhyme | |

Haggis " ever caught one? "

Welcome world as you read this poem

Its about the Haggis

Scottish Highlands they roam

 

The lowland Haggis with legs the same

Evolution from the Highlands they came

 

But the truer beasts, rarely in sight

Run through the hills left and right

 

With one set of legs longer than the other

On the steep Scottish slopes

They don't fall over

 

With the world in recession 

We have a tourist boom

Highland Safari's

Have lifted the gloom

 

So book now to catch your own

Take a photo, email it home

So come the summer, they hibernate

Get on that plane, before its too late


Details | Narrative | |

THE REDWOOD TREES IN MY FOREST

On a dusty and narrow path dwarfed by the enormous
redwood trees, which have conquered all of the soft-blue sky;
I walk and I'm astonished by the tallest of them all! 
Winter has left and the snows begin to melt away, to invite a lovely butterfly
to perch on wildflowers like aspens and mountain daisies swaying at the foothill;
and right beyond them, granite cliffs gloriously shine like those
northern mountains' peaks dabbed with spring snow;
oh, yesterday they were invisible to the blinking eye!



I stroll underneath groves of sequoia and white fir, and see myself really small;
and these giant trees encircling me, will lament how they shiver when they're cold,
and sad when battered by the storm; how they'll strive for lack of space and sunlight,
but wildfires may cause destruction and leave this forest barren and arid! I fix my glance
upward, and I start spinning and whirling in the stylish manner of an experienced dancer,
and they spin along with me, in a soft crescendo, never falling down with an awkward thud!  
I continue walking and admiring the majestic view of a creation, too inspiring and sublime,
which was hidden from these very eyes...to make their discovery more exciting and fun!



Who hasn't seen the redwood trees in my forest? Come along and satisfy your curiousity;
these trees have more stories to tell more than a victorious warrior galloping his horse away;
and for decades, they have seen greedy hands cut them down without regard or mercy...
depleting nature of its internal richness, and when it rains, floods corrode its terrain!
Imagine what the earth will become without any of these, adorning it with a variety of colors;
look closer, some of them are covered with thick lichen, others show a cinnamon, 
hard bark, so protect Nature with your best ability and be rewarded with amazing results!
A forest, which displays its wild and natural beauty, is a treasure like my redwood trees!    

Entered in Constance La France's contest, "A walk to remember" 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Quatrain | |

TEPID BREEZE, LULL ME TO SLEEP

Tepid breeze, lull me to sleep
on this grass softer than hay;
all the aches make my brittle bones weak,
they need rest, not asking my body to wander away... 


And if I fall asleep, I would like every star, spotting me.
to keep watch;  and should the owls, hiding amid the shadows
of the hickories, emit very scary and strange sounds
and fix their vicious eyes on me, angels will guard me...


No harm will come to me from those treacherous evil spirits,
and by just invoking His Holy Name, it will prevent any attack on me;
and my light can be seen from far, this light which strengthens me:
and while praying alone, I will hear the fluttering of cherubs' wings...


Tepid breeze, lull me to sleep,
and without the lovebirds' song, something must
replace that harmony when a sudden rush of fear:
slowly and uninvitingly seeps into my throbbing chest...


And would I let any noise spoil this peace,
to allow distrust lessen my courage and let hope cease?
I am endowed with  the faith of the martyrs that evil men are afraid of hearing;
come Satan, try to deceive me:  the Holy Spirit will abide with me 'till my awakening...


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Sestina | |

AN ENRICHING EVENT

I ask for nothing,
just relying on Providence;
surprisingly I will experience
an enriching event
that fate has sent...
does anybody wonder why I sing?



I age, and furthermore I feel younger;
wrinkles appear to attest their reminder
that my troubles are of another sort,
and despite more unpleasant occurrences confirming my tort:
these upheavals are raging storms that will soon pass,
and this phase is the ultimate test!



Destiny, unfold this enriching event,
and usher in an age of contentment;
the vitality of these years don't reflect fragility:
resolute and strong, hopeful and diligent...
I can face any hurdle and defy tragedy,
and the hardest challenge is finding trust!  
 


An enriching event was predicted in my natal chart  
and astrologers are putting much effort in their research,
to assure me that a better tomorrow is coming;
and should I place my total trust in them,
and catch a rare glimpse and be content...
but Who has given me a last chance at living?



I could never be guided by the unpredictable stars,
what I am amazed about them:  is their mysterious glimmer,
but fortune and wealth is the damnation of the sinner,
of that one cursing God for all the plagues and sorrows
inflicted upon them...to punish them for all that was taken without honor
and appreciation;  and wouldn't they envy the one opening the golden door?



My harvest is finally ripe, and spacious fields offer their abundant fruits,
every bird has a more sonorous song to make me feel vibrantly alive:
o larks and nightingales, let your joyful ode reach the Heavens above!
My blessings have been too numerous to be counted and this joy exalts 
Him with a gratefulness that is equal to every breath I inhale and exhale;
when peace blends with silence:  a realistic Heaven is an enriching event!


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Sonnet | |

Desert Moon

Created, desolated, resurrected and even in reverse, 

You are a transformation under a Sun drenched day. 

Beckoned or heralded you climb above a beaming ray, 

Bristles of your hair shall glow and many are perverse. 

  

Shuffled, hurdled, corner-stoned and even immerse, 

You are a salvation upon a Mountain leading a way. 

Stripped or naked you run below an endless cache, 

Light inside of you shall outpour so all will disperse. 

  

The collectors shall find, 

Lost on a course in time, 

Many stranded or behind, 

Many with no unjust crime! 

  

Jacked up, a ripped off, a maniac or just downright a true blue loon, 

Still remaining is a red flaming shield up under a sacred desert Moon. 

  



Details | I do not know? | |

Echoes in the Mist

i follow forever along the forgotten shore 
searching for someone
 
that I once knew before
 
images of misty vivid blue
are only shadows 
of what once was me 
and what once was you
 
searching in sentimental sands
strolling along the sea-kissed beach
 
holding hands
that are now out of reach
 
images of cherry red
are now only love stories
playing over and over inside of my head
 
i chase seagulls into the breeze
i remember days like these
when you were here taking me to my sandy knees
and we were more
than salty shadows dancing to the music of the open seas
 
familiar footprints
follow echoes into the mist
longing for luscious lips
that I once kissed
 
waves crash and seagulls fly
footprints fade and run away
shadows splash as lovers wonder why
echoes in the mist are the only things here to stay


Details | Blank verse | |

Aswim in love

I have been redeemed
from young love's wreck.
The call and beck of your heart:
redeem, heal:
Numbed the feel
and lies of unwanted,
unworthy.
Soul scurvy
was every thought 
in mind
and heart.

But I start again
knowing love is all that is eternal.
Even as a kernel of truth infects
this barren field of mine,
another line is drawn
in the dirt between
lie and truth.
Claw and tooth they fight
for the victory of my Amen.

Do you ken?
That a thousand lies
are like the sand on the shore,
and sure they abound,
but truth is the surf in which we swim,
and dim is that sand beneath our bellies.
And under the current,
the lies ever recurrent
surface once more.
Only to be washed,
lost again.
As the tide pulls us away once more...


Details | Rhyme | |

If I Were an Ocean:

If I were an ocean...
Would you sail upon me?

If I were a diamond...
My sparkle you'd see?

If I were a raindrop...
Would you wish me dry?

If I were a shoe lace...
My strings would you tie?

If I were a hummingbird...
Would you hum along?

If I were a melody....
Would you help write our song?

If I were true love in all of it's glory...
Would you share your torn heart, 
could you tell of it's story?

For without you, I could, would not know...
My soul would be dark, and empty, so cold.

So when the dew falls, early morn', with
the sun rise...
You will recognize your soul, when you 
see through my eyes.

If Iove was our ocean...
I'd ebb and you'd tide.

Perfect waves forming...
Rushing under blue skies.





Details | Free verse | |

Bee's

{bee's}

the dancing machines
please stay away from everyone's knees
you very nasty

{bee's}

Please please please
stay away from especially
my knees you very nasty 
and honorable theives

{bee's}

so please fly off to those daisies
for these these these are the only way I want it to

{ bee's }





Little Song Jenny And I came Up When She Was 4 LOL 
Thanks All For Stopping

Also Entry For Matt Caliri's Contest
Funnest-hardest Poem Ever


Details | Narrative | |

I'm Just What Your Looking For

since the year of 1952 the city of st paul Minnesota holds
their annual treasure hunt the king and queen of snows
goes out to a city park and hides a medallion worth
10,000 dollars if you are the winner and your carnaville
button is register with the st paul pioneer press
which gives out 12 cryptic clues and this little medallion
could be wrapped in just about anything from diapers to cookies 
and the frigid weather here just may make you want to just
stay by the fireplace and sip on hot coco with family and friends
even lucky finder gets to ride along with the king and queen of snow
in the closing ceremony of it's torchlight parade
also watch out for the vulcans krewe for they like to dethrone the king
and leave you with a black smudges across your sweet cheeks





Tribute To The Winter Carnaville
BURRRRRRRRRRR LOL

Carnaville runs
Jan 21-31 

Also Entry For
Carolyn Devonshire's
Christmas In Your Town Contest


Details | Rhyme | |

Sunny Rays

Sunny rays across the field,
Trees acting as a shield,
Cattails blowing in the breeze,
If you get too close, you'll feel the need to sneeze.

Sunny rays dancing in the meadow,
Illuminating ev'rything, except in shadow.
The smell of seasalt in the air,
Aroma and wind whipping my hair.

Sunny rays throughout the clearing,
Doe and deer nearing;
Coming close to drink from the lake,
Careful and alert with each step they take.

Sunny rays, sunny rays,
Animals playing during the days.


Details | Narrative | |

The Hurricane

The hurricane, so viscous, so violent!
Yes, it must rain.
This force is behind, 
This force beyond!
Yet, finally it came.
The winds, clever and dangerously rough,
Please measure this poll.
Dark clouds consume the heavenly skies, capturing ones soul.
With a love so hard, yet, a love much too cold!
Our world now spins, hopeless and out of control!
You are you and I am me,
Together, our climates capture and debate this Sea.
These winds are too strong, our sky so dark and dim.
Stricken with fear, too afraid to release what is deep within.
The storm is here, so grab onto your soul! 
Yet, beware! This one is fearless and this one we share.
Scream its name and it shall cry its love,
For it be you, far beyond the heavens above!
Hold your strength with a grip so tight,
That storm will surely break, so where’s your fight?
This hurricane can surely hold its own.
Our little world can and will be shown.
Our damage is as our damage does,
Surely this tiny world isn’t our just and only cause!
You hold that thought and forever we shall be,
True love bound and forbidden to set itself free,
Held within you and deep within me,
This love was meant forever, 
One day this you shall see!
This hurricane loves, yet, 
It wills to hate,
The forbidden fruit conquered by its very own fate.
Give your seeds, but stand your ground. 
Forever in this world!
For once we shall not be lost, but found.            

®Registered: Ann Rich 1997                                           


Details | Epic | |

A Day with the Gods -- Part 1 of 2

I spoke with Gaia, the Goddess of earth,
And we sat beneath her trees so green,
I ran my fingers across young blossomed flowers,
And told her I had business to be seen.
I said "Oh Gaia, I seem to have fallen in love so far,
We are separated by land masses, 
Please have mercy on our hearts.
Let us build a bridge,
Of your grass and soil.
Let us love correctly.
Let our love uncoil!"
She replied to me and said
"My dearest child, I truly pity,
But the problem lies not within forest or city.
I regret, my dear, to give news of this notion,
The problem, I'm afraid, lies within the ocean. 
My trees and my rocks would not benefit thee,
You must visit Poseidon, God of the sea. "
Onward I ventured,
Across Gaia's fields and mountains,
Until I saw sparkling water,
A sea surrounded by fountains. 
Poseidon greeted me,
And shook my small hand,
As I asked for assistance,
I dug my toes in his sand.
"Oh Poseidon" I cried "I'm in love so deep,
Please save me from my misery,
Across your ocean, is where he must keep.
Please part your waters,
And allow me to pass,
So I can see my love,
And hold him at last."
"I'm sorry," he answered,
"That's out of my reach, 
I cannot bring you from beach to beach.
My sea is too busy to make that split,
The sea floors would serve as an unwalkable pit.
There is one solution to this issue you speak of,
Visit Aphrodite, the Goddess of love."


Details | I do not know? | |

Connected To The Sea

As she read her special book,
She took a deep look
At how the meaning of her name
Matches something the same.

This story
She treasured,
Because it's about her favourite pleasures:
Of the sea and magical fantasies.
She smiles with happy glee
And had always felt connected to the sea.


Details | Free verse | |

The Deadball Era

when it comes to baseball
there was one team that we shall
remember from it's past

it's the nineteen twenty seven 
        N.Y Yankees

amidst this legendary collection 
you shall find the hotest team 
that ever played baseball

starting with their owner Jacob Ruppert
followed by his general manager Ed Burrow

not to mention the players

starting At first base was Lou Gehrig
rounding second was Tony Lazzeri playing
shortstop was Mark Koenig and
heading for third was Joe Dugan and
at home plate was their catcher Pat Collins

And in the Yankee outfield were right fielder
Babe Ruth center fielder Earl Combs and 
left fielder was Bob Meusel

Now let me introduce you to some of their starting pitchers
we have Wait Hoyt or you may like to see in
Herb Pennock or even maybe George Pipgras
and if thats not good enought then they had
Dutch Ruether and Urban Schocker and don't forget
about the releif pitchers Myles Thomas and Bob Shawkey
along with Joe Giard and Walter Beall while
closing their games with Wiley Moore

As one Washington Senator named Joe Judge said 
when they got tromped 21-1 in their game 
was these fellows not only beat you 
but they tear your heart out

So From the chilling mocking Murder's Row
of the dead ball era comes to you a great
team of players that is now safe at home



In Memory Of The 1927 Yankee's 
May You All Be 
Angels In The Outfield


Also Entry To Matt Caliri's 
On Baseball Contest


Details | Free verse | |

Hurricane Wilma

As we watched her from across the sea,
an eerie feeling came over me.

Her sisters we had met before,
so happy were we when they left our shore.

Slow and seductive she stayed on her course.
Taunting and teasing having no remorse.

For days she haunted us, we had not a clue.
None of us knew what she might do.

Nervous we watched her and prayed for the best.
Hoping she was not like the rest.

Katrina and Rita her sisters were named,
her we named Wilma in hopes she was tame.

Then as she eased upon our shores,
we boarded the windows and bolted the doors.

The rain it did pour, the wind it did wail,
some houses were flooded by this tropical gale.

Soon it was over, we all looked outside.
The power was gone, many trees lay aside.

But happy we were that she had not seemed,
as mad and mean as her sisters had been.


Details | Narrative | |

RAIN FALLING IN OCTOBER

It's so mild in the quite suburbs
with rain falling in October,
and unable to sleep, I face 
insomnia for certain;
rain, keep on falling and let me hear
that steady, pelting sound on
the closed windows....a melody for
the saddest song should be written.


I must choose the right mood,
a minor scale to match this melancholy,
and a slow tempo growing into a crescendo,
and I could even throw in a scherzo;
and transport it with a C Major to smooth
some sadness out of the melody,
which tomorrow somebody
will hum, or whistle by learning the easy tune.


Hoping this song will be a hit,
thanks to the falling rain 
in October for the sudden inspiration...
when I couldn't think of anything else!
Wishing the rain would stop at six,
so I could see the rising sun across
the eastern sky and listen to the lark
that built his nest under my windowsill.


It's past sunrise, and the shimmering clouds hesitate to leave,
and with nothing to look forward to... I must believe
that the rain falling in October, 
can teach me the game of solitaire;
and pinned against my warm pillow,
I don't have anything to share but sorrow!
Flap your wide wings, friendly lark and repeat my song,
note by note; and without a lead sheet, I can't play it for very long...


Copyright by Andrew Crisci


Details | Acrostic | |

Winters Adornment

While in the midst of a midnight storm,
I saw the blizzard grow strangely dark.
Never had I seen this awesome form.
That raged placing an indelible mark.
Even though I lived a half a century,
Releasing of power stuck in memory.
Slowly it ceased upon the break of day.

Animal like attitude played all night.
Daylight broke and from my first sight.
Ocellus objects appeared to surround.
Realistic, crystal shapes making no sound.
Nature’s glory of white stood all around.
Making my eyes see buried colors abound.
Evangelical shrouds covered, by the pound.
Now I know what I lost; now I have found.
Truth in beauty, winter’s adornment crowned



For Laura Mckenzie's contest.


Details | I do not know? | |

A Gift

The sand beneath my toes glistens brightly with hope
As the crisp cool air gently kisses my cheek

The wind softly lulls an enchanting tune
The lull of the waves encaptures my soul

I clutch in my palm
A tiny token of life

A gift from nature
Pure innocent and white

It needs no other
No touch no sound

A pearl so delicate and perfectly round.


Details | Haiku | |

Sea World

                                             a day at sea world                                    
                                       dolphins sea lions and more
                                              top reasons to go










Tribute To Our
Aqua Performers


Details | Rhyme | |

STILL BEING FAITHFUL

Still being faithful and serenely living,
ignoring the self-made gods ranting...
unafraid of them whose soul is too bitter:
I am at peace in the mist of turmoil and fear.


Still being faithful, angering the wicked hearts too wild:
their faith and kindness have been replaced by their pride,   
and on those virtues I have built my character and shaped it with purity...
have they lifted up their eyes and prayed on their knees with humility? 


My winters aren't too harsh when His warm breath melts the deep snow,
'though my spring is far away, this sweet prayer is offered with a bow.    


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | I do not know? | |

Halloween

Goblins and scarecrows
Hobos and whores
Dress up as a playboy
Become the singer who tours
Make up fun riddles
you can recite at the door
Recieve money and candy
from both the rich and the poor
Carve jack-o-lanterns
Make pumpkin pie
Howl like a werewolf
at the night sky
This holiday comes but, once a year
allowing you some time to just escape
It empowers your imagination
"Halloween" I think it's great!"


Details | I do not know? | |

WEAVES

Weaves with such ease 
Eternal seas and suns into One
Avenues of harmless fun
Venture in, the surfs up some.
Equal marks of day and night 
Shorter ways to the longest light
Seems to save time…
Eave emits a Vernal rhyme
Venture into my mind.
Autumn signals the same
Eternally we see without shame
We ARE the intended perfection

Of God’s most loving devotion
We are Creation.

Winter Solstice
Equinox
Autumnal
Vernal
Equinox
Summer Solstice


Details | Free verse | |

Regenerated hope

Regenerated hope, 
as new birth of nature 
begins to spring forth 
with warmth.


Details | Haiku | |

I'm Just Glowing

                                            apricot roses
                                glowing in near dusk lighting
                                           with dark foliage


Details | Free verse | |

Key West

called on by a quiet shore, 
a calm, and lucid, lonely shore, 
not in a dream-she's wide awake-
but by a voice through whistling wind, 
a draft, 
she hears a spirit sing
a calm and peaceful hymn, 
for fallen hearts, 
and broken wings; 
'sweet child, come to me, 
the salty sea.
i can show you how to be, 
and everything your tired soul
will ever need, 
to finally
fall asleep.
bring your brothers, 
bring your friends, 
tell your sisters not to worry, 
that it's not yet the end, 
and that they can all come now, 
safe and sound, 
and rest their heads.
I won't let them drown, 
or even let them weep, 
and they may all, finally, 
fall asleep.'

'You are lost, 
and wandered lonesome.
But I won't leave.
You will always have the ocean, 
and the mountains, 
and the trees.
I am your keeper
and I promise you, 
that I will see
that everything you fear
will wash away with me
when I put you, 
finally, 
to sleep.'


Details | Personification | |

Palms by the Sea

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


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



Details | Haiku | |

Cough It Up

deep in the valley
cumulus congestus skies
coughing up a storm



Also Entry For 
Raul Moreno's 
Inspiration In Haiku Contest


Details | I do not know? | |

Tomorrow is Another Day

The first snow of the year, fell hard and fast
Creating a winter wonderland to last
Snow flakes  danced as wispy winds blew
Snow drifts piled three feet high and flew
Capturing the view so breathtaking, I could've cried
Misting eyes held, by nature’s design, 
A beautiful scenery as those seen in dreams
The schools were closed, the theaters too
Most stayed at home, hardly a soul on the streets
Tall oak branches laden with snow
Gave in to gravity’s continuous pull
The power was out, all restaurants closed
Salt trucks, front end loaders plowed the roads
The fireplace lit brought much glow and warmth
When sleep strolled in, I laid down to dream, and
Thought, “tomorrow is another day”.


Details | Epic | |

Guide The Ship part 2

I know I keep on doing wrong moves
I keep failing...falling in a whirlpool of racketing frustration
I'm trying all my tries...so save yourself from drowning
Keep yourself entertained...there's no use of frowning

I guess I have to feel
My way out of trouble

You'll see what I have to show

Oh look! Look how the shores
Rise up in woe...blocking the view of sweet sunshine
It shows that light will always be with us
Though the raving waves swallow us alive

I guess I have to feel
Our way out of trouble

If you look even closer,
You will see fascinating colors
Shaping and forming in the life-giving sea

You'll see what I have to show

Finally we both see
A ship row on top of envious, captivity-like waves
Flowing gently and keeping itself away
From the lifeless, 
bottomless water

You'll see what I have to show

I could see color brushed against an island sky 
I grow more curious than ever
Where did that ship sail off to?
My mind is wanting to comprehend in this unsettling matter

So I have any idea of guiding?
I'm no skilled sailor or even
Have the knowledge to lead 
The ship to its destiny...
It may tip over a couple of times

Here I am...lying down...complaining harshly
I guess this is my farewell to you,
Tackling expedition

It only takes a courageous try
To guide the ship and say goodbye
To the quarrel-stirring waves
I scream:
"Behave, you water balloon head!
Go on and dry up till your dead!"

And here I am again
Roaming and spacing out
Who knows where... I wonder in despair
This task unwillingly pulls me in

I'm here after the expedition,
Knocking on the entrance corridor 
To learn some new sailor techniques 

I'm here to simply learn
A tip to replenish 
The possibility of the ship
Tipping and going overboard

This time I shouldn't discard
This remarkable opportunity 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Got Turkey

Turkey
    Let's See

        Gobble
            Wobble

               Get Stuffed
                    That's Rough

                           Gizzards
                               The Squirts

                                     Wishbone
                                         Hell Zone
                                                Pure Heart
                                                      Boiled Tart

                                                          Legs   Breast
                                                                Just   Test
                                                                                                                       
                                                                    Thighs Wing
                                                                          Just Sing
                                                                                     
                                                                                   Choke Neck
                                                                                          Yes Heck
                                                                                                                           
                                                                                                 Got Tom
                                                                                                      He's Bomb





Tribute To
Thankgiving
 And To
BUTTERBALL TURKEYS LOL


Also Entry For
Donna Golden's
Turkey Tribute
GL All


Details | Choka | |

Old Man Winter {Choka}

winters foliage
blankets trees and grassy knolls
water runs amidst

towering white pines
standing in complete solace
above canyon ridge

melting ice pellets
pumps from bleeding hearts vineyard 
sowing escalates





So Glad Winter Is Over   LOL


New Entry  For Raul Moreno's
Sounds Of Nature Contest

GL All


Details | Free verse | |

Forever-Part 3

We get off the plane and smell the lovely air. Hawaii. One of the most beautiful places. I look at you and smile. "This place is beautiful," I say, spinning around. "Yes, it is," you say and pull me close. "I love you," I say. I love you too," you say and kiss me. Hand in hand we walk into the setting sun.

The sun's poking through the shades in our room. "Good morning beautiful," you say when I open my eyes. "Good morning," I say and smile. "I've got a surprise for you," you say and smile. I look at you questionably. "Just get dressed and I'll show you." "Okay."

You take my hand and lead me down to the beach. "I heard you've always wanted to do this," you say and smile. You point to two goals. My face lights up. "Sand soccer," I say happily and look at you. You kiss me and smile, "I figured you'd like it." We walk down to the two goals and we'r e put on a team. We play for hours and hours.

When the game is over, we sit on the sand by the shore. "That was fun," I say and look at you. "Yeah, it was," you say and lean in and kiss me. "I love you," I say as you warp your arms around me. "I love you too," you say and smile. We watch the sun set on the beautiful sea before we head back to our room.

The next day we surf. We surf for hours. "This is great baby," you say as we sit on our boards. "Yeah," I say and smle, "you must really like doing this," I say and brush a srand of hair from your face. "Yes," you say and you lean in and kiss me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Life

Life in a way is like 
Being born on an island,
Far away within one of many oceans.
Life is like sailing through 
Times of different emotions.

Life itself is like being lost,
Yet you know where you are anyway.
Living life itself is like 
Being solely alive: surviving waves
That came in your drifting ways.

Living your life is like letting
The moon and the tides embrace you,
Carrying you up and down,
Even further, so further away.

Life’s always constantly changing
Wherever you float and swim into.
Life in a way can drown you.
Blessed enough to be washed ashore
Onto an island that is empty.

Living through it all
Suddenly turns out to mean
It wasn’t all for nothing.
Living life itself is all about
Learning and eventually finding
A way of defining, expressing yourself.


Details | Personification | |

Never-Never Land

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



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


Details | Free verse | |

Power of Choice

Who’s this kind fellow I’m beholding @ Facebook
Wearing a very nice apparel well-fitting for a Val Day’s
Service?
Am I a genuine brother to this good-looking lady
And hence where’d we quickly get to, to unite, 
Exchange some few words, and say a dedicatory prayer?

If we’d planned to get to a brothel house some inmates 
There’d come fast to us,

Why not forget all your norms, all raging storms
Get set your tents with some little cents, take these condoms
And wildly explore through whoredom?

Surf with gently your web browser, launch deep, find ex-friends 
Without measure, Oh the pleasure, the thrill, just enjoy the 
Power!

If we’d decided to get to the mosque, lo a most happy welcome
There’d await us; we’d get some water, wash our hands, our ear-lobes,
Our legs
We’d get in there with our earnest songs and prayers,
But remaining in separate quarters there’d be our sole choice
And too difficult a solemn task.

If we’d agreed to get to church ushers there’d smile with us
We’d hear the din of Jesus’ disciples who told the violent 
Blind man to live in silence, they might see us in a panorama 
Our blessings would seek to grab from us like clear manna, 
Distract our attention, retract our petition
While to God we express our real penitence;

And here do we stand to affirm our hearts desire
We wouldn’t relent in efforts our gifts to present, 
We’d call upon Christ, and surely get out from the mire.
We wouldn’t stay here long to stain the excellent aroma, 
On our gold, our frankincense, our myrrh.

As joy and gladness are partners together
May our friendship last forever; these two virtues may
We never miss: Hold my hands my dear, grant me a hug
My beloved, but I need on my cheeks first a holy kiss.


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Robins Dart

As the Robins dart across the grass
Ignoring the clouds of gray
Cold breeze and cold dry air
Every so often they bob their heads
Eating a bug or seed something to me unseen

The Redbuds that in the wild do grow
Begin to show their true colors 
Along the roads as about our lives we go
Awaking soon to different shades of green
They'll fill the artist's canvas of woods

Each tree shows its beautiful or knarled
Structure that's not now hidden by leaf or flower
Some being stately and others 
Seem to be dower some look as
Though being crownded or shaped 
By ice storm or children playing on tender limbs

Soon the full canvas will be painted
With all the colors of spring bringing
To mind love and romance of the springtime
A time of sunny days with just enough warmth
Color, aroma, and scent of spring flowers
To fill all hearts with those desires..amore


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I'm Really Teed Off {Footle}

tee off
    love golf

               in rough
                        get tough
 
                                sand trap
                                          oh crap

                                              on green
                                                      get mean

                                                              in cup
                                                                   ker plup

                                                                             just par
                                                                                     so far
            
                                                                                        next hole
                                                                                                    let's go

                                                                                                             golf pro
                                                                                                                      hell no




Tribute To Golfers
Time To Tee Off
See Ya On Back 9   L0L


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Ripples in the Sea

When I see this Moon and gaze deep into the stars,
My mind wanders as I search for where you are.
Looking up, looking down, this enormous Sea is where I can now be found.
Standing alone at the Ocean’s edge and hearing its roar,
My heart pounds and aches for so much more.
Gazing deeper and deeper out into this vast blue Sea,
I can gather myself with this soul that was given to me.
Ripples in the Sea are all that my eyes can see.
One by one they collide with force to touch what was given to me.
Infinity with the depths of this Sea, 
This is what the Moonlit Ocean conveys to the truth inside of me.
Standing alone and afar from the depths of this Sea,
Ripple by ripple captures the every breath that I have inside of me.
Oh how they carry every single thought away from the insides of me!
Reflections of our Moon spread across this glimmering Sea.
Endless and endless ripples!
This vision I know I will forever see!
I hold my breath and carry a true smile, 
Searching for that last ripple to reach its hundredth mile.
Alone I stand at the edge of this Sea, 
The depth of this Ocean covers over me.
I wonder and wonder can I truly hold what was given to me?
So if ever in search for that which you know you believe,
Please remember that I left me standing with the ripples in the Sea.
One by one they collide crashing directly into me.
I stand with a force that was given just for this person that lives inside of me.
Come to me! Please touch what is on the inside of me!
Feel what has been given just for the love of me!
So if ever in doubt for that which you truly know you believe,
Look deeper and deeper out into this incredible huge Sea.
The ripples one by one know you will believe.
They touch, they feel, they hear what is left standing out by the Sea,
And that my friend is the life that God had already chosen for the soul that lives inside of me.
 


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Guide The Ship part 1

All we really need is friendship 
It can fall apart...like a ship
Moving across the waves
Determined to wander more into the flow 

You'll see what I have to show

To be quite frank
I'm trying to yank
the ship upright
I'll break the strain and float abroad 

You'll see what I have to show

The only thing that I could do left
is open the door of endless freedom,
gliding at every directions 

Every time I twist and turn
like a madden bull,
Approaching his twerp 
That mammal can eat that human up
In a few bites...with an appreciative burp

The water seems to haunt me
Mocking me whilst making it's churn
I stand up... Trying to stay in balance

How do I guide the ship out of roaring waves
Spurting out with irrepressible laughter?

I must behave and do my duty right

I weaken in seasickness 
Growing unsteady at each turn of the splintering wheel

I'll try to forget my responsibilities at home
This expedition will be my highlight of my life

I guess I have to feel
My way out of trouble

You'll see what I have to show


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Thank You ,Lord, This Christmas

Another holiday season.
Lots of success.
Legacy being built.

People may hate on me.
Refuse to let them shake me.
All things work together for my good.
In Your plan for my life. 
Seeds being sown.
Everyday is a winding road.
So, I’ll roll with the punches.

Tough days I had this year.
Owe mighty praises to You mighty Father.

You helped me do things that I never thought I could do.
Only You are the key to prosperity. You Father,
Unlocked the doors that I had locked due to my negativity.





wrote 12-25-09


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Charisma's Art

On the river I saw the ripple give way.
It twirled and swirled until it broke apart.
One would stop and one would start.
Ripple by ripple they all sailed away.

Over the edge the Sun did set that day.
And it took with it my beating heart.
I saw layers and layers of charisma’s art.
I prayed I’d wish and I wished I’d pray.

By slits of silver shadows the Moon shed light.
Casting ripples here and ripples there,
One by one they fled from my sight,
Surprisingly more ripples did glare.

Ripple by ripple my eyes came to see,
A great white light shining upon me!

® Registered: Ann Rich  2003


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Safe Harbor

etched between two pines
lighthouse towering bluffs edge
safeguarding her sea


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Strong

Knarled tree hanging on by the sea
Fighting or surviving a tet-a-te
No! Just being, resting, in the wind
Stronger than the lighthouse built by man




(God be with you til we meet again.)


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Radiant Reflection

Look into the mirror

Tell me what you see

Write it on a piece of paper

And drift it out to sea

 

If it’s something negative

The ink will fade away

But if it’s something positive

The ink will surely stay

 

Sit and wait by the ocean

Make sure you bring a pen

So you can write down something positive

And you can start your life again

 

Look into the mirror

Tell me what you see

Write it on a piece of paper

And simply wait for me.

 


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Forever-Part 4

We get off the plane, back in LA. We drop our stuff off at home and go out for the day.

 

You wait outside the bathroom door. "Baby," I say. You stop breathing. "What is it?" I slowly open the door. "Yes." I say and smile. "Yes!" you scream and pick me up. You spin me around and kiss me.

9 months later I step out of the car. 3 of us this time. Isavella. Our first daughter. "She looks just likeher mom," you say and smile. "With her daddy's eyes," I say and look at you. "I love you," you say. "I love you too," I say and gently kiss me.

 

We're older now we've made it a long way. We sit on the deck and watch the sun set. "All or nothing," I say and hold your hand. "All or nothing," you say and lead me down to the sand. "30 years is a long time," you say to me and pull me close. " So is forever," I say. You hit play and Amazed comes on. "We'll make it that far, I swer," you say as we start to dance. We look at Isabella playing in the sand. "I know baby," I say and smile.
 

We'll last forever. Nothing will break us. We'll always be together.



Together forever.


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I EXIST FOR A PURPOSE

I have many qualities and talents 
that make me popular and likeable for my kindness,
and unpretentious gallantry;
ask me if I'm blue-blooded like the gentry!


I exist for a purpose and I intend reveal my cause;
honesty and shrewdness will guard me against errors...
do weeds grow in a well-maintained and embellished garden?
A grubby garden attracts gloominess, mine appeals to sunshine!


I have traveled down rough and dark roads,
grabbing the attention of bad-wishers,
who handed me gooseberries, not gorse;
it was a clumsy course swarming with rocks and thorns!


I exist for a purpose that puts fear into my unseen enemies,
who grumble and judge more than the-assumed-righteous-ones,
they are obsessed with their perfection and like to impose it on me;
but do they know that I control my destiny by spinning my fortune' wheel?


My belief is not to accept anything of worthless beauty,
I love to hide myself in the grain fields,and shake their stalks...
to celebrate a harvest more bountiful than sunflowers;
and I imagine myself gorging on fresh-baked bread daily!


O golden grains, your seeds satiate many that earn their hard living,
saying grace at mealtime...as God gives them His blessing;
and those hands that cut the husks off are much detested   
by the elite with a feeling of inferiority and a lack of gratitude!
    

I exist for a purpose to bring glory to the Heavens,
that magnificently dazzle upon me in times of desperate need;
pity is an unacceptable word whenever they attempt to make a deal;
I change no direction and try not to fall into the trap of moral weakness!


 Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Siren of the Seas

Her currents are         the watercourses
that drive            the gales and rain
her depths      carry the bounties
that man has fished            for gain
 
Her circulations can bring       the tempests
or breezes soft and warm
movements within her waters
generate
the weathers that will form
 
Men have sailed her                for centuries
She's the one they        cannot tame
like the Venti             her passages ceaseless
and her moods                         subject to change
 
Only men experienced    can read her
know what is hidden                from the blind
he can see the storm     approaching
the rogue waves                     he's left behind
 
He knows her ridges                and depressions
and the treasures upon                                her floor
he'll dive deeply             to retrieve them
know when her tides                return to shore
 
Her basin rivers              are conveyors 
which carry           many multitudes of life
to the sea captain           she is known as
his lover                        and his wife
 
COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller


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The Note

I was corner-stoned by many of you.
The note was dotted with a dash.
But this note was an ultimate smash.
I found a peephole and peeped through.
 
I found a bird gave him the note and away he flew,
Across the deserts and the valleys he was there in a flash,
Across the rivers and Oceans he made a great big splash.
He made it to the shore, but the note he began to chew.
 
He passed a timely test,
And his belly was full,
He did not stop to rest,
The note he had to pull.
 
The bird landed on the Oceans shore,
Singing praises of his rugged chore.


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Ocean of Days

I am just an Empty Chair
Seated in a Sea of Flooded Sand
Holding a Personal and Lonely Vigil
On this Riskiest Edge
Of both Soft and Solid Land.

My legs beneath me are Strong
I cannot allow myself to become Weak
I must possess a certain Fortitude
To not be swept away from Life's Lonely Beach.

Oceans of Days try to continuously pull at me
They attempt to sweep me far away
Like the tides they come sweeping in and out
They assail me day after day
I hold on to my balance dearly
To not falter and get swept away.

They never stop assailing my essence
Their days seem to have no end in sight
They seem to feel completely within their rights
To be completely and utterly obsessed with having
My inner self as their solo obsession.

They keep trying to erode my every thought and prayer
They attempt over and over to sweep me away
If ever I were caught completely unaware
They would most certainly pull me under
To the depths of their neverendings
To the unconciousness of their unending days.

I hold fast to my stability
To my little chunk of solid earth and solid land
To try and stay within my beloved earthly realm
Of timely air and lovely breath and ever inquisitive man.

I am just and only an Empty Chair
Seated in this Sea of Flooded Sand
The Oceans of Days surround me always
I am as an Island in a Sea of Man.

I am all alone in this Ocean of Days
I fight againt the forces that would rule me.
I try and hold on to my Stoic Vigil
On this everchanging Sea of Slippery Sand
On my Last and only Good Precipice
Of what I hold so dear as Solid Land.

I am a Stoic Island
Surrounded by a Sea of Turbulence
That does not care
It does not care 
Whether I live or I survive
Of this fact I am fully aware.

And so as I exist alone on this Beach of Life
Wishing to be Seated as Two but am Seated as One
Braving the exposed plight of my disappearing youth
I have seen the Seasons come and then just as quickly go on
Time truly waits for no Woman or no Man.
This is the most evident of Worldly Truths.

I hold on fast to my one and only concrete thought
That my existance should not and only be
Just my means to my eventual and final end
To my Life there should some Meaning be
That there should be something of myself left behind
Besides just an Empty Chair in a Chaotic and Flooded Sea.

 
(January 2,  2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely,


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Phantom Stallion

Hooves thundering dawn’s firmament
     In onerous striding rhythm

Incandescent specters astride
     A steady flow of charge and fall

Nostrils burning in fiery sweat
     Oily sleek acidic breaths

Bare and muscular iron flesh
     As one astride they canter

Dashed upon by the morning waves
     Tepid eyed comprehension 

Radiance growing with every gallop
     Night’s inhibition abandoned 

Strides arching in brazen speed
     Merging within the twilight

Waves erasing cold wet sands 
     Of her fulfillment

Behind her the harvest moon rides
     Upon the feral stallion

Disappearing with the morning light…


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God's Heavenly Torch

                                                   beacon of light shones -
                                                    sea of tranquality bod
                                                    God's Heavenly torch


Details | Quatern | |

My Direction

Upon a ship I sailed to sea
No compass there to point
I left a boy, became a man
A lifetime there, anoint

Waves were harsh and wind so cold
But, I fought and persevered
My sailing vessel and myself
Though tattered, were still steered

Direction, then, became my goal
Pointed ways fell from the sky
As stars at night became my friends
Instead of leaving me to die.

Here I am now, to tell my tale
Of my days, there, lost at sea
But, as with all, there is hope
And faith remains with me

Fear not your days when set adrift
Fear not, ever, days alone
Believe in you and all you are
The brightest star that’s ever shone.


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My Dark Wine Sea

Gallant ship
All hands on deck
I need brave men 
To hoist the sails

When stormy waves 
Crash against thy ship
Great body of water
You intoxicate me

I worship thee
I drink of thee
Drench in thee

Unveil your power
Of the sea and
Show me how 
To master thee

Dark wine in thee
Break me free 
My dark wine sea 
That possesses me


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Roots

a red sky at night
and red sky in the morning
sure has some old roots








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Operation Dynamo

Exodus on a massive scale
1940 under assail
Three hundred thousand
Fathers and sons
Dunkirk evacuation
From the Hun
 
Armada 
Not seen for hundreds of years
To save our hero's, relay their fears
1500 ships of many sorts
Arrived on mass
Naval escort
 
British and French
Beached and battered
Quest to save Europe
Defeated and shattered
 
Queues of troops
Line the sands
Await their fate
Strands of man
 
Luftwaffe scream over head
Drop their cargo, inevitable dead
Explosions softened, by the Dunkirk sands
Saved so many of the waiting strands
 
Hail the sky, the RAF
Contained the hun from machine gun strafe
Their dedication in foggy skies
The ultimate saving of many lives
 
The aftermath of this unbelievable task
And the dedication of this incredible ask
Organisation on the grandest scale
For in the future we will not fail
To free Europe, another Armada will sail
 
" Dedicated to the many men liberated from the beaches at Dunkirk,
              who returned to do, what only hero's can do " 
            *,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,*


            http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php


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The Return

Take a long look 
through the looking glass
see how the land 
you have known 
                has changed
Shadows which 
blocked 
the sunlight
are now blown by
      the west wind
warmth 
returns to the land
to the fields, the forests
the towns
yet the bitter winter 
winds
Have left their 
   mark 
On all of us
Can spring 
revive us?
Will the shoots that
rise up through the 
verdant earth 
Renew us?
Creatures of nature 
that we are 
We need to see the 
rebirth of the land
We need to know 
that once again 
beautous flowers - a riot of 
colors 
Will grace out fields, forests and towns
Through even the harshest winter
Spring always returns
  To dance her dance
before our delighted eyes


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Jonah's Peril

      JONAH’S PERIL

I was told to go to Nineveh,
and denounce their wicked ways;
Instead I boarded a ship in Joppa Town,
Chose to disobey.
I fell asleep in the inner hold,
as a mighty storm ensued.
Sailors dumped cargo over board;
They asked: “What did you do?”
I was thrown into deep waters
In the middle of a raging sea.
A great big fish engulfed me…
from its belly I made my plea!
I fled the presence of my maker
to find a better way. 
He ordered the waves and billows,
because I had gonse astray.
The men rowed hard to reach the shore
and cried out: “Please let us be spared!”
But the winds and storm continued;
They were frightened and in despair.
I was the cause of God’s anger
and was cast into the sea.
The fury of the storm calmed suddenly.
The sailors were then set free.

By Milton Lopez Delgado
August 31, 2011
Based on The Book of Jonah 




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' The Siren Odyssey

Once, A Time, I Was Accused To Be
Like A Siren of The Sea
As Ones In Ulysses’ Odyssey
but, No … That Was Not Me …

Those Sirens, Lured To Death
They Were Lethal Temptresses
Like Myth of Cursed Lilith
Or Like Real-Life, Eve Transgressed

They, With Beauty, and Beckoning Ropes Hung
Bound, Beguiled-Men in Rose-Blossom Arms
And Spoke with Honeycomb-Tongue
But Whose Hearts, Held Hidden Harm-Swarms …

No … I Should Not Be Compared
To Those, with Honor So Blurred
I Have Only Shared and Cared and Bared
… So, In What Way, Have I Erred ?

It Took Many Years To Be
And Much Salt-Water To Rinse Free
From What Others Say and See
And Drown Out Complexity

Yea, I Do Call, I Do Agree …
but, I Sing To The Brave and Eternity
And When I Pray … It Is Holy
And for A Soul's Safety, Only

Oh Yes, I Whisper, Clean and Sweetly
And My Tone Thrills or Trills So Softly
And My Voice Can Arch With Ecstasy
Or Timbrel in Throes – Dawn to Dusk, Sultry

And I Speak Words, As Perfumed Nard
Speak Words, That Leave A Silken, Silver Cord
Or Speak Words of Double-Bladed Sword
… After All, I Am A Female-Bard

And I Want To Learn and Recite More Victories
And Teach Each Other’s Verbatim-Stories
Discover Each Other’s Verbal-Mysteries
And God and My Lord’s Vocal-Oratories

And With The Moon, As Symbol-Shield of Light
Yes, I Rise To Conquer Oblivion-Nights
I Keep Faith and Courage, In Sight
Aglow for Good-Guys and Cowboy-Knights

I’m A Sensual-Woman, and of Sacred-Things
I’m Emotional, Yet … Aim For Deep-Think and Dreams
Now, Some Called The Lord A Glutton, for Eating and Drinking         ( Matt. 11: 19 )
So Some Call Me A Siren, ‘Cause They Want Me To Stop Speaking …

But, Worthy, Be The Ear, That I Speak To
And Shyly Cry and Whisper … My Secrets To
And If Only A True-Higher-Calling, Will Do
Then, I’ll Sound, That Siren, For You …

This Is The Siren Song, You Hear
 Not One, For You To Fear
My Volume, is not Too Loud, But Clear
Singing, Avoid Shadows, Avail Cheer ! !

No … I’m Not Some Fish-Tale Mermaid of The Sea
More Like A Lighthouse, Guiding To Rock, See:                         ( Deu. 32: 4 )
Ever Glowing, Ever Orbing … Audibly …
The MoonBee - Siren Odyssey

Once, A Time, I Was Accused To Be
Like A Siren of The Sea
As Ones In Ulysses’ Odyssey
but No … That ' Isn’t ' Me …


Details | Ballad | |

Grand Kaleidoscope

The world's a grand kaleidoscope comprised of shuffled scenery. It shares its everlasting grace as we walk amongst its majesty. Green geysers sprout from earthen springs with herbal shards as ornaments. The blossoms of the world parade to the joy of floral increments. Somewhere wet winds from sunken skies are lapping at the copper shores, while boiling citric blood erupts from the depths of tawny mountain cores. Small sugar stars come shooting down from ivory puffs like joyous tears, and raging river rapids roar at the royal sky so crystal clear. A veil of sable feathers whisks across the evening's coral lake; the sparkling sprites of moonlit night promenade throughout its dusky wake. The choral cries of quadrupeds resound from caves and forests deep, while busy pinion-folk take wing to their nests where helpless hatchlings sleep. A searing guild of golden tongues cascades from mouths of ashen gales, and passive clouds of floating dew skim along the rugs of vernal vales. A school of silver shadows dance beneath cerulean sheets of glass, while frail auroral arthropods play amongst the rows of emerald grass. Somewhere a frozen pyramid is rising from a powdered sea, while bright prismatic tapestries serenade the heavens' purity. The world's a grand kaleidoscope, revolving, free from mortal strife. Can not we learn to cherish it, as we turn its fragile shades of life?


Details | Haiku | |

Sunset Haiku

Powerful Clouds Hold... 
Sunbeams Tearing Blue Night Sky ~
Black Sea Reflects Gold~


Details | Haiku | |

Living Forest

Evergreen trees proud Like forest beacons they shine Against ochred dead http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature4.php


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On a Mission

I fell down to the bottom of every single Sea not just once but twice.
I scrambled onto my feet and fell all over myself time and time again 
I was up and then went down until I felt this tingly breezy needy wind.
I stood up on two weakened knees eventually I’d plateau with a price.

Water wind fire earth and every metal made me the finest grains of rice.
I am dreaming of being a disbeliever in you so I stand in my self defense.
I marked me a stone and I gave it a name and only my voice will it hence.
Shattered was the Ocean’s floor and suddenly breaking in on thinner ice.

I was enthralled at its fear yet brazened in my heart,
I balanced the winds  and now I am set on a mission.
Alpha is exact where or when my breaths of life start
I’m the latitudes and I’m longitudes rallying ignition.

Tomorrow will come just as now is gone so here again I must go,
Boundlessly rooted to be all of me especially when my kiss I blow.


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Nature (In All Her Flavour)

 Nature (In All Her Flavour)
   
 
  Nature
(In all her flavour) 
Silently speaks
through her radiant beauty

She greets each day with a sense of duty
Rising over the horizon
The sun slowly awakes
O'er the unfettered waters
Singing in Each day with new psalters.

Nature
(In all her flavour) 
Silently speaks
through her radiant beauty

The Landscape Framed by
Green Pine and Fur Trees
Sights and Sounds of the seagulls 
In their home. 
The banging of the water on the shores
Sights of the sea white water
as it fiercely rolls in. 

Nature
(In all her flavour) 
Silently speaks
through her radiant beauty 

The white sands
through my toes
The wind in my hair
The fresh sea air

Nature
(In all her flavour) 
Silently speaks
through her radiant beauty 

Peter LeBuhn

Copyright ©2005 Peter B. Lebuhn 

Peter LeBuhn 
 
 


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deep thoughts

A persistent wind strikes my face.
A steady rock...
back and forth..
back and forth...
I look down, to escape the sun, to no avail,
As the golden glare jumps from the water passed the sail,
to my face.

A time for reflection
Quiet,
smooth.
Let the wrinkles in the water enter your ears.
Don't move.
Just watch, listen, and look.

The melting horizon,
At which you can not tell,
from where the stars stand,
and where the fish dwell.

Just watch, listen, look.
At your feet, a nibble.
Then another, 
then,
gone.
It's school has departed and now not to far behind it follows.
I look a little ahead as hundreds upon hundreds of these blue beauties,
dance their dance, in the water.
So well choreographed,
thousands of times rehearsed,
in order to get it right.
Hundreds upon hundreds, to create a team that soars the water as
ONE.

No words,
No leader,
Precision.
Hundreds upon hundreds = to ONE.
It's natural, it's instinct.
No words.
they just watch, listen , feel.

Relate this to us.
realize that we take pride in knowing
we are the learning, the adapt, the human.
It seems so less amusing now.
comparatively.

No leader, no words
Yet precision down to the millisecond.
Yet they slice the water like a needle in the hands of a surgeon.

It humbles you in away that no words or person can.
Just watch, listen, and look around.
Don't stare, don't hear.
WATCH, LISTEN, LOOK.
this alone can bring a man to greatness.
For greatness begins when you realize you are NOT the best.
Greatness begins when you admit,
that a little, flapping fish,
in a great, green sea,
Is greater than what you were, what you are, and what you will ever be.


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Last Imprints

Jammed in sand,
my imprints were clear,
they reminded me of those time,
that were in the least very dear,
It was the walk,
which made the talk,
it was the amble,
which was my biggest gamble,
I had firmly dug,
my feet with a determine lug,
I had gone across,
from from real,
to the undefined ethereal,
in front of mass of people,
on the sea shore with sea in ripple,
I had vanished in thin air,
leaving behind my earthly wares.


Details | Rhyme | |

Shifting Sands of Time

Warm winds blow
Their golden grain
The sands not in charge 
Off their own domain
 
These hills of sand
Aeolian processes form
Shifting at will
In any desert sandstorm
 
The shape of the dunes
You see today
Were not their shape
Yesterday
 
Crescentic, linear
Star and dome
Parabolic
Dune shaped homes
 
Masses of sand
On our continents exist
But where ever they are
The wind persists
 
Gobi, Namib
To name but two
These deserts of grain
Golden yellow hue
 
Drifting sands
Whistle in rhyme
But we will never stop
The shifting sands of time
 


Details | Free verse | |

Language Arts

A word and a breath but it’s the thought that counts.
Up or down in or out love and trust is what it’s all about.
To you I say can you hear me perked up on the mounts.
You are in or you are out.
A touch and a whisper but it is the kiss of truth.
Knelt or bent I am down on my knees.
And I beg you please.
To me I say can I hear me or am I aloof?
Language arts is a dance in the breeze,
With a summer squeeze,
A winter’s pinch,
The spring’s stench,
Even the autumn’s leaves!
Bathing in the words and dancing like a twit.
Singing in rhythm and painstakingly making a switch.
Language arts is a breeze on the summer Seas.
Lifting you up or pulling you down and spinning you all around,
It will knock you to your knees,
Lifeless and unbound!

® Registered: Ann Rich   2005


Details | Rhyme | |

The Child Within

I’m all grown up Daddy and all I can do is keep looking back.
I’ve traveled a long road just to be standing here dead on this track.
Many of my tears have been laid to rest and my smile I now seek.
Bruised and battered I cover the little girl that grows inside.
Yellow blankets and satin pink pillows to comfort her when she’s weak!
She seeks to hide.

I’m all grown up Mama and all I can do is keep looking ahead.
I’ve rode the Oceans waves just to be alive and not feel so dead.
Many of my laughs have been put to a test and my smile I have never found.
She’s lost, but sound.

The child within, they all attack.
The child within, they are all meek.
The child within, they all fed.
The child within, they are all bound.

In a world so far away,
Treasures and castles were her path.
It is where she always went to play.
Beautiful gardens and flowing rivers is where she took her very first bath.
Like watering a tree, that little girl just grew and grew and grew.
Finally, she broke free and was clear from every single one of you.

® Registered: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Who Woulda Thought?

Who woulda thought?He'd come from a lineage of whores Who woulda thought?
He'd way more than a sage-heal leper sores Who woulda thoght?while the 
whole world mocked He'd be coming back from the sea of glass touched with 
fingers of fire and the carpet-like moss banks of the River Of Life n' in no rank 
taking leave of His Sapphire Throne pulling down the curtain of His emerald 
rainbow just to visit this vine and revive dead fish of this discontent shore-Yeah 
who woulda thought? But He said "My Thoughts are higher than yours and I was 
The One who walked on the water the very same One who said Halt! to the 
mighty oceans n' garnished starfish on the shores." Who woulda thought? He 
could return at this very hour And not coming in words but in trumpet sounds with 
angels on four corners n' comin' up outa the river and the dead reporting from 
grounds n' 10,000 feet at the bottom bucket of the sea the seven thunders 
cracking out His New Name-then He'd wrap His Hand n' rope in you and I 
already branded by the Holy Spirit n' lay claim even to an inkling of faith squid like 
me? Who Woulda thought?-you fool-the very One who straddled a mule-dabbled 
in such Power. D.R.M.F.12/25/2005


Details | Ballad | |

THE WARM BLUE SEA

This warm blue sea........ 
that carried me 
Carried me to you 
This warm blue sea 
Was meant to be 

This wave that carried me ashore, 
to that distant golden beach 
It carried me to you......... 
We are in each others' reach 

The warm blue sea, 
covering the naked me 
The warm blue sea 
Carried me.............. 
Carried me........... 
to you 

The warm blue sea, 
has a message too 
It is carrying me......... 
Into the intimate you 

You waited on golden sand...... 
Watching the warm blue sea 
Waiting for the naked me, 
passion fanned 
Wanting the naked me 

The warm blue sea........ 
Touched you 
Touched me 
You wanted me 
You needed me too 


Details | Rhyme | |

The rage of the sea

                   The thrash of the waves stings my skin,
                          The angry winds are billowing in.
                   I can see the lightning and I hear the thunder, 
                      The force of the sea has taken me under.
                           I desperately swam to reach the top.
                               Until I am safe, I will not stop. 
                  Oh no, here comes a wave striking me again.
             I refuse to allow the rage of the sea drown me in sin.


Details | Ballad | |

THE REEF

The unceasing roar 
Surf and coral, 
hitting the shore 

This underwater show 
This blaze of colour, 
roar of surf.... so 

Coral reef home, 
so many fish, 
blue sea foam, 
this is my wish............ 

This living  breathing reef, 
surrounded by sea so blue 
Living breathing jewel, 
you want to be it too 

Crashing of sea, 
exploding white foam 
I want this to be my home 
Mighty blue sea 
This reef........ 
exploding foam 

Rush of water, 
through the coral 
Small fish dart 
Multicoloured streaks, 
natures' freaks 

This roar of colour, 
sealed in blue 
Deep down, 
Neptunes' crown 

This surf of white, 
hitting golden sand 
Sun,so bright 
This colour ,you understand 
Sealed in blue, 
rich too.......... 

Rhythmic roar 
The colour you saw 
Living breathing reef, 
underwater leaf 

This moving swell, 
coral reef does dwell 
Sealed in sea of blue, 
underwater paradise 
Dive with me too 

This brief escape, 
weightless in coral sea 
This magnificent waterscape, 
brilliant green  underwater leaf 
that is part of............... 
The reef 

Electric blue fish dart about 
other creatures, 
their colour does shout 
Ceasless flow, 
upon this reef 
Coral sea, 
let us go below 
for, we love it so 

Pink and green, 
purple and red 
the brightest you have ever seen 
blue and yellow 
where have you been? 

This reef encircles me, 
crown of coral 
Sealed by blue sea 
Here lies the moral, 
Neptunes' son...... you see 
natures' son doesn't quarrel 


Details | Haiku | |

Day Dreaming

                                                          overlooking cove
                                        tide brush strokes rock bed skirting
                                                         returns back to sea


Details | I do not know? | |

CANDLELIGHT

This soft candle light 
frames your face 
Golden grace 
My heart taken, 
far in to the night 

The moonlit sea 
cannot compare, 
my time with you 
For the things we share 
For the things we see 
We share too 

For, as a thought passed 
this tranquility, 
I want it to last, 
on the moon lit sea 

Soft silver on a soft sea 
A sea of deep blue 
Liquid night 
by soft candlelight 

Soft crashing of liquid night 
on a moonlit beach 
You are in my reach 
The candle light 
Your face framed, 
my heart tamed 

This love tide 
crashing on your shore 
only happens when you are near my side 
now I want you more 
For, I love you to the core 

My love.......... 
on the liquid night 
Moonlit waves softly to the shore 
My love............. 
framed by candlelight, 

Soft silver moonlight 
on liquid night 
Your face framed 
my heart tamed 
in soft candlelight 


Details | Narrative | |

My Boat


I am building a boat.
Full of dreams.
Glossy wood and caulked seams.
Figure head, sharp bow.
Cutting the waves, like a plough.
Generous beam, shaped like a dream.
Sheer, such beauty never seen.
The hull, like the female form.
Handles any storm.
Billowing white sails overhead.
Across the sky, around my head.
The wind, a driving force.
Keeping me on course.
Deck awash with foam and spray.
Seagulls screaming as they play.
Waves crashing on the shore.
With a mighty roar.
Hear the song of the sea.
It's calling me.

Comments.
I have always had a boat.
And love the sea.
I was in the British Royal Navy.
As  a medic during WWar 2.
And also the Merchant Navy.
Sailed my yacht "Tango"
All over Europe.
This is the first boat I have built.
Made of ply and resin.
A kit from an American boat firm.
Which I can recommend.








Details | Rhyme | |

Silver Slices, Fishes Fins

She straightens as she sifts though shells
a parlotry of hollow bells
aside from the ocean that heaves and swells
these are the sounds she holds in her hands.

She shivers in the midnight air
the silver salt on each strand of hair
her heart released from every care
and the toll  the world demands.

She never looks behind for fear
of seeing her life too loud and clear
so she keeps the ocean forever near
a souvenir in her pocket....

A moment before these words were written
she flooded the earth with all that glistens
she called to the winds on a whim which whispered
“Flow to me, calm me inside...”


Details | Ballad | |

ON THE SUNLIGHT SEA

This love, magically so 
Makes us free, 
together, 
golden glow, 
on the sunlight sea 

This energy I feel, 
as I take the wheel 
I now know 
what is means, to be free, 
for sunlight sea, 
makes it so 

This light air 
on the sunlight sea 
blows so fair 
for you and me 

A sea of azure, 
in golden light 
a lovers' touch, 
love so pure 
Our delight 

This brilliant white sail 
carries you and I 
for our love cannot fail 
on this golden trail 

This magical sea, 
so blue 
Sailing with you, 
is everything to me 

On the sunlight sea, 
everything comes true, 
especially for you and me 
All our dreams, 
such delicate golden streams, 
are what makes us free 

On the sunlight sea 
Where our love can be 
This golden place, 
upon deep blue 
The love,....I see in your face 
can only be true, 
on the sunlight sea 

This golden light 
on a sea so bright 
A sea so blue, 
all my dreams' 
in delicate golden streams 
have come true 

My love for you 
on a sea of blue 
is what is meant to be 
on the sunlight sea 


Details | Ballad | |

The Brothers, Jo

Standing there before the air,

A brother stood on high.

I remember the day,

When he couldn’t play,

And they forced him,

to say Good-bye.

Sold was He, to captivity,

And seeding the deed,

brother Jealousy.

But brothers know and

Those Brothers, Jo..?

They chose, just not to sea.

Looking now, two forgive,

Seeing how, they wish to live,

Knowing now, of what they did.

And standing there, seeing care,

A Brother stood on High.

I remember the day,

He forgave their way,

And loved them, under the sky.

It took a while, a test, a trial,

But Brothers once again.

From up on High, up near the Sky,

The Sun-shine in just then…


Details | Bio | |

Ocean Vistas

Like most, I revel in being on the ocean beach,
There's a majesty, a magic, beyond words reach,
The word "awe" is insufficient as a description,
On it's effect on most
It's power, it's immensity,
Beyond the power of words,
And, more mysterious still,
It's soothing effect on the mind,
Unmatched by any drug company...

When my wife's infidelity
Drove me from my home and children,
I went to the beach, sat on a bench
In the early summer afternoon,
Seeking it's strength,
It's powerful tranquility...

I miscalculated one thing,
The views of loving couples,
Happy families,
These sights were arrows
In my weakened heart,
And I went home all the sadder.

It's strength,
My weakness,
The weakness is human,
The strength is nature,
It took me years to realize
This natural distinction.


Details | Ballad | |

MY JOURNEY.....THUS FAR

The sea, took me far... 
Through the night 
I followed the stars, 
until dawn light 

The deepest ,softest night 
Replaced  by rosy hue 
On a sea of blue, 
in dawn light 

Each day, did bring... 
For me... 
A small wonderful thing 
Life... 
On  a deep blue sea 

I waste not, a single day 
A golden sun 
A soft wind, 
the sea spray 

I waste not, a single night 
Deepest blue, 
in starlight 
A moon... 
So clear 
I could touch it... 
It was so near 

My journey, thus far... 
Following my chosen star 
On a sea, 
filled with words, 
filling me 


Details | I do not know? | |

CHARIOT OF FIRE

Timeless roar of sea.......... 
Races to run........... 
Running with the sun 
This could be me 

I hear my heart beating, 
loudly in my chest 
Smooth flow 
This running show 
No time for rest 

So many miles to run 
This race not yet won 
Not in reach........... 
The dying sun, 
on this lonely beach 

Breathe this sea, 
running free 
Lonely beach, 
the running me, 
not in reach 

Running sea, 
wind lull 
Flying gull 
finding me, 

Relentless roar of sea, 
running me 
Hearts desire 
Chariot of fire 
Running sea 

The heart inside, 
the chariot of fire 
Running far and wide, 
lifts me higher 

Rhythmic roaring, 
gulls soaring, 
flying higher, 
chariots of fire 

My chariot of fire, 
sound of the sea 
Paternal flier 
The gentle me 

The running heart 
The running sea 
Takes part............... 
part of me............ 


Details | Rhyme | |

A Darkened Night

A darkened night with cool crisp air wafting about,
wind so strong it throws all in its way off route.

Relentless rain pours down so hard and fast,
one may wonder how long it will last.

Waves continue to crash and bang without any sign of rest,
our strength and will it begins to test.

Our sense of security is much like that of a boat,
on an angry ocean where we barely stay afloat.

The ocean and waves are like our burdens and pain,
battered and beaten we strive so hard to maintain.

So many times we get lost and don't know what to do,
thus we must count on the savior to bring us through.

When our troubles resemble that of a relentless storm,
may we turn to Jesus for which our life he will transform.

For when the trials of life cause us to lose our sight,
always know that the savior will bring us through the darkened night.


Details | Free verse | |

Loblolly Cove

As I traverse the rocks in Loblolly Cove
Searching for solid footing 
Amongst jagged teeth and seaweed slopes
As the shadows of Herrings call out warning
Circling high above in the slipstream
Thunderous and pounding are the waves
Sending the curious gulls to flight
Amidst the wind whipped brackish bite
Snapping at my heels with each step trodden
Watching the white caps on Normans Woe
They are spirits of sailors in the archaic hulls
Descending for a reckoning in darkened skies
A tattered and eerie line
To the horizon the cloud cover spreads
Listening to the symphony of the coastline
As I traverse the rocks in Loblolly Cove




Inspired by Vince Suzadail's "Pending Storm".
These are the rock I climbed every day as a boy.
Thanks Vince


Details | Free verse | |

A Bridge

Strengthen your stakes
Lengthen your chords
On the right and left
Ascend, break forth
‘Bove sea to land
Stretch forth to it
Extend your reach
Get over it
Just like a bridge
To barren cities
Rejoice and sing
When inhabited
Enlarge your tent
Lengthen your chords
Strengthen your stakes
Ascend, break forth
‘Bove sea to land
Stretch forth to it
Just like a bridge
Get over it.


Details | Free verse | |

Anchors Away

Hoist the sail
Let go the jib and mizenmast
Anchors away
It is to far off lands
We go, we seek

Let the sun shine
Upon the vessels deck
Steering forward
As dolphins race
Spraying salt upon our brow

There is a land
Many spoke of 
Where trees and shore
Kiss the naked sky
Make haste, make haste

Let winds be strong
Behind our colorful sails
Speeding us upon waves
Toward the charted
Well anticipated shores


Details | Rhyme | |

At Times

At Times, 

My eyes will set me to see this tremendous world that tumbles over me.
Closing my eyes to the existence at hand my mind rolls with clouds from a higher land.
I was here I was there, now I find that I am everywhere surrounded by a mistake at hand.
I saw this and I saw that and my eyeballs they just roll and roll with the tides of the Sea.
He loved me and I loved Him until time told this and then time told that, 
Then there was absolutely no one to believe.
At times, 
I am neither here nor am I there until I have compared, for I am my highest in stand!

At Times, 

My tongue will loosen the bonds that bind abundantly arousing my taste I now crave.
Closing my eyes to the intolerance on hand my thoughts travel like magnets pulling steel.
I went now I went then, and here I find that I am found where I was surely going to kill.
I saw that and I saw this and my tongue it just slipped and slipped until I found the seals.
I loved Him and He loved me until this became that and that became this, 
Then I felt just like His slave.
At times, 
I am neither there nor am I here until I will swear, for I am my highest in brave.

At Times, 

My mind will set me to this grand and glorious world that crumples around me.
Closing my eyes to the persistence at hand my life starts to question this Earthly sand.
I was here I was there, now I find that I am nowhere surrounded by this great big plan.
I saw this and I saw that and my brain cells they just fled and left with the tides of the
Sea.
He loved me and I loved Him until we both threw down our fight, 
Then there was absolutely no one to see.
At times, 
I am neither here nor am I there until I have cheered, for I am the highest in “Grand”!

®Registered: Ann Rich  2005


Details | Ballad | |

Bribing the Gods

I have a nail,
I havd a screw
I have a "Pot 'O Gold",
But I don't have you...

Each day I awake,
I stumble down to the shore,
I've done this for many years,
I'll do it many more

I throw a gold piece,
Into the sea,
Hoping Posiedan
Will bring you back to me.






Details | Rhyme | |

SEA

Entranced I stare at the powerful sea
I can feel it calling, hypnotizing me
A relaxing calm on a summers day
Or a raging ocean disrupting the bay
Taking time to appreciate nature’s powerful source
I feel myself captivated by its powerful force
Its healing is amazing in any times of despair
My head is cleared as I breathe in the sea air


Details | Free verse | |

Splendid Grace

She was a most splendid ship,
Moved on the high seas with 
such elegant grace,
A tribute to her makers,
The human race....

Yet stark cold waters
Embrace her now,
Broken spine,
Shattered bow...

And little fishes
Her first class guests now...
Rusting iron hulk..
We wonder how....

The sea the enemy?
The sea the Queen?
Stronger than
Whatever's been?

We've much to learn...
Humility first...
Pride and arrogance,
A human curse...

I suppose it took
the sea
Well over a billion years
To be what it seems
A pool of eternal tears

No small feature is this
Upon this singular earth...
How many more such wonders
Did God birth?

No more questions,
No more doubt
It's there before us
It does almost shout...

"All This, and More...
I've left for you...
This sea so deep...
This sky so blue...
So if you doubt
My existence at all
Be prepared to take
The biggest fall!" 


Details | Ballad | |

A RIVER SONG

Let it flow free 
Music in liquidity 
Down to the sea 

A drop to fall 
Through the night 
The coming dawn 
Cannot it take it all 

Let it flow free 
Music in liquidity 
Down to the sea 

On the river 
Sweet and clear 
The water ran 
Through boulder 
Through river sand 

Let it flow free 
Music in liquidity 
Down to the sea 

The river twisted and turned 
The easiest path learned 
Picking up sand and clay 
Every night 
Every day 

Let it flow free 
Music in liquidity 
Down to the sea 

The rush of water 
In streams 
In rivers 
In dreams 

Let it flow free 
Music in liquidity 
Down to the sea 

The music of water 
With a drop to fall 
Created a symphony 
Flowing to the sea 

Let it flow free 
Music in liquidity 
Down to the sea 

Soft tinkling of the river 
Meeting the roar of the sea 
A river song 
Lost for eternity 


Details | I do not know? | |

THE CORAL SEA

Floating in a Coral sea.................... 
Just you and me 

Floating free, 
in a Coral sea 
Lazily turning, 
this tropical sun burning 

So many miles from anywhere, 
but my heart doesn't care 
Floating in a Coral sea............ 
You and me 

Coral sea............... 
Emotion's felt................... 
Your heart will melt.................. 
You and me 

These feelings for me................ 
Alive in the Coral sea 
You and me............. 
Give completely 

Coral sea............. 
The place to be............ 
Floating free.............. 
You and me............... 

Coral sea............. 
Heaven can be............ 
Floating free........... 
You and me.................. 

Tidal flows 
The body knows 
The Coral sea............... 
For you and me................. 


Details | I do not know? | |

Ocean

I find peace there in her gentle lapping waves.

I find strength in her power and tireless churning.

I find life there, her children the gull and the whale.

Her salty waters rinse clean my soul and invigorate my spirit.

Her sands scrub the dirt from my feet.

She makes it unnoticable that they have traveled so many miles.

Her presence touches my soul in a place too deep to fathom.

When I am weary I turn to her and she is always there.


Details | Acrostic | |

Je Suis Philippin

Je suis né seulement grâce à ton amour
Et vraiment très fier être de ton fils, mon amour

Seul trésor de l’orient mer, c’est juste toi
Une rare belle pearl, uniquement pour moi
Ingrat dans notre sang n’existera pas 
Soul pour soul entre nous, et l'obligation n’oublions pas

Puisque je te vais chanter la chanson que t’aimes 
Honneurs et gloires je rêve à t’offrir, même
Il m’arrivera la mort
Larmes des étoiles, je l’embrasse très fort
Ils ont dans mes veines jusqu'au matin se réveille
Par tes douleurs, je suis la, avec du bel air du soleil
Par toi, j’ai l’espoir haut,  pour bien trouve la vie
Ici, dans mon cœur vive toujours ton esprit 
Ne pleurez pas, pour je t’aime toujours !


Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Sea and Sky

The sea spoke to the sky and said,
“Join me if you will. 
For the beauty of both 
Shall entice man
And lure them
Right to where 
I want them.”
The sky replied with a no,
“If I help you lure them
They will die without hope.
They will not have seen the beauty
That we truly offer,
That we truly provide.”
“But, we can then control”
Said the sea, to no avail.
The sky exclaimed,
“It is beneath me 
To waste their lives.
I provide them sunshine
For life.
I provide them rains
For growth.
I provide them eternity
For when they look upon me,
They will gaze in wonder and awe.
For I am eternal
And that they will see 
When their time comes.”
With that, the sea grew rough,
Showing it’s anger.
The sky reminded,
“Churn as you will
But without me
You, too, will dry,
But I choose not to do that,
Unless provoked.”
The sea calmed
And man sailed 
upon the sea.


Details | I do not know? | |

DEEP THOUGHT

These thoughts inside, 
they collide 
Waves on the ocean, 
my emotion 

This restless sea 
can sometimes be me 
Let these waves die 
Calm sea and blue sky, 
sun's gentle fire 
these are the things I desire 

This black of night, 
will end soon, 
with the fading of the moon 
At dawns first light 

This calm sea 
lapping gently at me 
I dive deep 
This water sets me free, 
my emotions leak, 
thoughts seep 
depth I seek 

this weightlessness 
holds me 
and that is the key 
don't you see? 

I am still being held 
in this vast sea 
For this sea is you 
My thoughts gell 
My thoughts seep 

it is me 
You, I seek, 
in depths so deep 
and ocean so blue 


Details | Ballad | |

GOLDEN JOURNEY

Gold sails of light, 
silently carrying me 
in dead of night 

Soft billow of golden sail, 
takes the lead, 
I hold the rail, 
watching increasing speed 

This dead of night, 
glassy dark blue sea, 
this silence, 
carries me 
Far,with gold sails of light 

I do not steer this vessel, 
I am its only passenger, 
my thoughts I must wrestle 

This glow from golden light, 
from sail, 
through the night, 
carries me , 
far on dark glassy sea 

No ripple disturbed, 
golden sails reflected 
on dark glassy sea, 
I am unpeturbed, 
no fear detected, 
for this ship only carries me 

No stars to guide 
in this dark of night, 
this silent ship does glide 
with gold sails of light 

For ,far ahead 
is an island 
bathed in soft yellow light 
is this where I have been led? 
For I see many gold sails, 
so bright! 

These golden sails of light, 
carry me 
back to the fold, 
for the precious cargo that they hold, 
is my soul 

I step ashore, 
I now know what is is for, 
my body I leave behind, 
a new beginning I find 

This dark glassy sea 
is not for me, 
gold sails of light 
are what makes it right, 
for this is meant to be 

For,in this new land 
the golden sails have spanned, 
carried me here 
For I have no fear 
For I am........ only me 


Gold sails of light 
over dark glassy sea 
Silently carrying me 
to island ,so bright 


Details | Ballad | |

ON A GOLDEN SEA

The colours.... 
Took me away.... 
From me.... 

The golden light... 
Touched me 
Touched you too... 
On a golden sea 

On the edge of light 
looking  down.... 
In to the night 

You crossed a golden sea... 
Just to be with me 
I can understand.... 
How you left it all.... 
Leaving the bland 
Just to be with me 

A sail.... 
So far away 
On a horizon of deepest blue 
Coming to you..... 
To take.... 
The inner you..... 
Setting it free... 
On a golden sea 

The colours 
Held me in sway... 
Took me away 
Let me go... 
On a golden sea 

I do not know.... 
What I search for 
I will find it... 
On a golden sea 

A golden sea.... 
Where you found me 
Searching... 
For the inner you 
To set it free 

A horizon of deepest blue.... 
What it meant to you... 
What it meant for me... 
On a golden sea... 
Standing on the edge of light 
Looking in to the night 


The colours, true 
Set me free 
On a golden sea 
Took me to you 


Details | Ballad | |

GULL (PART II)

Everyone has to learn... 
To be a gull 
One day... 
It will be your turn 

In a sky... 
Perfect too 
Upwards I flew.... 
To meet you 

For, in us all 
Is a Jonathan Livingston 
Bursting through 
Gulls flight... 
In me and in you 

It is the spirit that takes us all... 
Reaching new heights 
New skies                                                                                                                        
New flights 

We all dream 
Some chose to be.... 
Gulls on the sea 
This is me.... 

As I sit, watching the going down of the sun 
The gulls swoop and turn 
I savour the thought 
Can I become.... 
One of those... 
Who fly until the day is done 

One day.... 
I will come as a gull 
Fly over the sea 
Swoop and turn with glee 
What it is to be free 
One day it will be 


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OCEAN WING

Gleaming white.... 
On the sparkling blue 
Ocean wing 
Feathers too....... 
In sunlight........... 

On the sparkling blue 
Fresh wind................ 
Soaring too 

A journey,  over sea 
Ocean wing 
What will become of me? 
I am still learning....... 
More about the inner me...... 

The sparkling blue.......... 
So far and wide too 
I can find me............... 
In this deep blue sea 

You are never alone......... 
On the sparkling blue 
Where so many have flown 
Your journey, begins too 

Gleaming white.......... 
On the sparkling blue 
Ocean wing....... 
Ocean flight...... 
My heart too......... 


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I WILL SEE YOU SOON

I sailed many miles 
The sun, high 
In a pure azure sky 

Moons and suns, 
passed by 
Still I sailed, 
pushing through a starlit sky 

This boat, 
I feel its' force within me 
It's sails, it's lungs 
It's body, the sea 

Worlds passed 
slowly beneath me 
All I could see, 
before the mast 

This big blue 
Me 
Covering too 

Stars , lit my way 
The moon glowed 
Soft wind , blowed 
Led me astray 

Moons and suns, 
stars and skies 
Ocean blues 
Nothing I could refuse 

Sails of purest white, 
glowed softly during the night 
Reassuring creak, 
of this boat of teak 

This boat has no direction 
I am not its' guide 
This boat is perfection 
I am here only for the ride 

The stars rotated 
above my head 
This boat located, 
my thoughts read 

It is not the destination, 
it is the getting there 
Journeys travelled 
Suns and moons 
Days and nights 
The sea 
The air 
Unravelled 
I will see you soon 
For, 
You are just over there 


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WHAT IT MEANS.....

The sun dipped low.... 
On a horizon tinged with gold and red 
The sea calm 
Such things transient so 

When you become aware... 
What counts.... 
Is the things you share 

It takes time.... 
To understand... 
To appreciate a single day.. 
A sunset... 
Golden sand 
A chosen moment 
Heaven sent 

A flock of birds flew overhead, 
on a horizon tinged with gold and red 
One day... 
You will understand 
What is means..... 
To me.... 
What needs to be said 

All these things you can hold, 
in your heart 
On a stormy day 
On a horizon tinged with red and gold 
The reflected beauty within, 
is constant so 
The sea, calm 
Such things ... 
Transient though 

The sun dipped low 
Hid behind a darkened sea 
These things I hold... 
Inside of me 
With you.... 
What it means..... 
To me.. 
I hold deep so 


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SEA OF COSMOS

This bright blue sky, 
reminds me of you. 
I lie back in the field 
of cosmos 
to you.................. 
I yield 

This meadow, 
this cosmos, 
Is my love so 
For, beauty here 
and beauty there, 
Cosmos everywhere 


This cosmos field 
This bright blue sky 
To you, 
I yield 

To lie back in the field, 
in the warmth of the sun 
Staring up, 
to bright blue sky 
This I yield 
My heart to fly 

Your cosmos flower, 
chose me.......... 
In this colour sea 
In the colour field 
To you............. 
I yield 
Your colour I see 

Bright blue sky, 
Pretty flowers sigh 
Cosmos field, 
to you 
I yield 
For here I lie 

This soft wind, 
blowing through me 
This is what happened, 
your cosmos flower, 
in this field, 
leant towards, 
the inner me 

This cosmos field 
belongs to you and I 
This cosmic colour sea, 
dreamily sigh 
We both yield, 
under bright blue sky 

Lying back in a cosmos sea 
Looking up to bright blue sky 
Soft wind blowing through, 
this colour sea, 
and you are with me too 
I dreamily sigh 

My cosmic colour sea............. 
where you are meant to be 
it is you.... 
that I have taken there, 
lying back, enjoying cosmic air 
You ..... 
Yielded too 


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THE CORAL

The coral... 
In a blue sea 
Waiting for you.... 
Waiting for me.... 

The coral... 
For you... 
For me... 

What I feel 
The coral... 
The bright glowing... 
Inside me... 
What I found... 
So profound... 
Love , flowing 

My life.... 
is like the coral... 
in a blue sea 
the bright glowing 
what I made 
Taken from the blue sea 
my colour will fade... 

Put me back... 
In my sea of blue 
My coral... 
Waiting for you 

The coral... 
Our lives... 
Can never fade 
the bright glowing 
The sea ,flowing 
we both made 


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WAKING UP AT DAWN

Waking up at dawn
with incandescent lights
on my subdued frawn...
receding to warm sheets;
recognizing the petrel's flight
with the hawks pursuing it in delight,
while spiders hang on dusty webs
and the incessant thrush sings...

Waking up at dawn
with sunken eyes,
not wanting to meet sunlight;
a little morose,but gladsome...
I glance at the maples,
submerged in intense light,
as the wagtails tap
on my  moist window
to greet me with a cheerful chirp...

Waking up at dawn
with departing lovely dreams,
I grope uncertainly amid visions;
no full moon rises above the bright horizon,
and with no night passion to inflame me:
I reckon another inevitable aspect of reality...


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A SEA OF DREAMS

We all find a place... 
The one space.... 
Where no one  else can go, 
deep in our dreams so 

A sea of dreams, 
where the light.... 
Golden glow, 
we can let go 

A sea of dreams, 
painted skies 
The sunlight, 
created for you 
For what lies in the heart... 
Can only be true 

Take your self there... 
You owe it to your self 
A sea of dreams, 
to a place you know where 

The birds fly by, 
in a world known only to you 
In a sea of dreams 
Pain and hurt do not exist, 
only in the world you haven't missed 

A bird, came in to sight... 
Bursting free... 
In to the light 
This is you.... 
Dreaming right 

Everything in sight... 
On a sea of dreams 
You can let it all go 
Everything is not as it seems... 
merely ways... 
To stop a bird... 
Bursting free, 
in to the light 


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Sailing

Jesus was in the boat with us,
And a furious storm still came.
He was asleep in the stern
Through the whirling winds
And whipping waves; he rested
As the waters swamped the boat.
It began sinking and swirling.
He slept through our frantic panic
Until I smacked his leather cushion
And shook him and woke him up.
"Master, Master don't you care if we die?"
I yelled with bulging eyes in an anxiety attack.
He waded through the water and winds 
To the mast and cried with a loud voice,
"Be quiet!  Be still." We stopped wrestling.
There was immediate calm.  The squall ceased.
The winds hushed.  The waves died down.
Jesus looked around at each of us and said,
"Why are you so afraid?  Do you still have no faith?"
We looked around at each other in amazement
That even nature would do whatever he commanded.
What can't this man do?  Why should we not trust him.
He had said to us, "Let's go to the other side of the lake."


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GOLDEN JOURNEY

Gold sails of light, 
silently carrying me 
in dead of night 

Soft billow of golden sail, 
takes the lead, 
I hold the rail, 
watching increasing speed 

This dead of night, 
glassy dark blue sea, 
this silence, 
carries me 
Far,with gold sails of light 

I do not steer this vessel, 
I am its only passenger, 
my thoughts I must wrestle 

This glow from golden light, 
from sail, 
through the night, 
carries me , 
far on dark glassy sea 

No ripple disturbed, 
golden sails reflected 
on dark glassy sea, 
I am unpeturbed, 
no fear detected, 
for this ship only carries me 

No stars to guide 
in this dark of night, 
this silent ship does glide 
with gold sails of light 

For ,far ahead 
is an island 
bathed in soft yellow light 
is this where I have been led? 
For I see many gold sails, 
so bright! 

These golden sails of light, 
carry me 
back to the fold, 
for the precious cargo that they hold, 
is my soul 

I step ashore, 
I now know what is is for, 
my body I leave behind, 
a new beginning I find 

This dark glassy sea 
is not for me, 
gold sails of light 
are what makes it right, 
for this is meant to be 

For,in this new land 
the golden sails have spanned, 
carried me here 
For I have no fear 
For I am........ only me 


Gold sails of light 
over dark glassy sea 
Silently carrying me 
to island ,so bright 


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DISCOVERY

Eagles soared high 
to the Princes' Four Winds 
Golden eyes, keen 
Above in the blue 

A passing cloud, 
snowy white 
On a sea of blue 
Could this be the one 
Could this be what they were looking for? 

Swooping down 
Through cloud, so white 
Made golden wings, bright 
brighter than a Kings' Crown 

Bursting through 
in to air, so sweet 
Filled with scent 
An island! , Found too! 

This one could only be seen 
by the chosen few.. 
Eagles, have magic too 

Deep forests, 
rising through valleys 
The eagles, 
Searching.. 
Mountain high 
Bays too 
For, ships must dock 
On an island, 
Hidden in the ocean blue 

Onwards , they sped 
Faeries, sense things 
For, they know 
Good news will always travel ahead 

A sense of excitement, 
coursed through.. 
Waiting for eagles 
Wanting their news 
Seeing their views 

One by one, 
they dropped down 
Wings , burnished by golden sun 
Their mission, done 

The Kings, gathered 
Queens and Princesses 
Princes too 
For ,on this day.. 
Land! 
For me! 
For you! 

The Eagles had not failed 
Sweet land 
A place to build 
Wooden ships willed 
Wooden ships sailed 

A journey across the sea 
A discovery... 
A Heartstone, in a place 
safe, 
for you and for me 


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Adrift

Like a man adrift at sea for many days
I have found myself away from the shore,
Shore; being understanding and solid ground
And wishing one day for a safe return.

In each thought as I drift, further away
I cannot help but wander in my mind,
Dreaming, hoping to find a sense of me,
Borrowing images of my past, for clarity.

At times, the water seems to be so rough;
Churning violent waves, mist-soaking sprays.
Drying in the overwhelming heat of the sun
Leaves me parched, hoping for the mist again.

Still afloat, no land in sight, only sea and sky
I turn to speak to only who would listen
And pray for my return, my safety, the strength
To go on, fight the elements and prevail.