I am a coward with open sores.
I write and wonder who it bores.
I hear my heart and mind argue repeatedly.
I see others carrying out my dreams;
that’s what’s defeated me.
I am a coward with open sores.
I pretend open doors are closed, and walk the other way.
I touch base with the fear in my heart, tearing me apart,
leaving nothing to say...
I worry the world will leave me.
I cry because no one believes in me.
I am a coward with open sores.
I understand nothing comes easy.
I say I’m happy, but even I don’t believe me.
I dream I am healed and brave.
I try to overcome my weaknesses before I’m in my grave.
I hope you hear me.
I’m on all fours.
I am a coward with open sores.
© 2011 ~JSLaM
* 1st PLACE in Contest "MARCH MADNESS" Sponsored by C. Devonshire 2011
* 1st PLACE in Contest "ONE OFF" Sponsored by Brian Strand 5/11/2011
* 1st PLACE in Contest "BEST EVER" Sponsored by P.D. 2011
r andomly I stare into
e ach reflective surface
f orever pondering the
l ines of age, pain and joy
e ach one a splendid testament
c ulled from a full life
t eased endlessly, eternally
i nto distorted images
o f the soul of me
n ever quite
s urely, I am
n ot this shallow
o nly time can plane my cheek
i nsight my eyes to fade
t urn the plumpness of lip to
c rinkles of mirth
e nlivening the gray
l anguishing in silver
f orever seeing but parts of the
e cstasy I
Keep well away from dark, forbidding dreams --
Instead, stay near the hearth and play your lyre;
Sleep even so will wait on wooden beams,
Seducing you beside your cozy fire.
Meticulous and careful you may be,
Evicting darting shadows with the blaze --
Inside your quiet cottage, patiently,
Night's emissary holds you in her gaze.
The cuckoo calls as midnight church-bells chime;
His warning message echoes from the walls --
Enchanted ears have lost all track of time,
So far from whispered fears as silence falls.
Her chilling hands then rip away your voice,
And images assail your inner eyes --
Denying you the act of conscious choice,
On captive lips she mixes truth and lies.
When sunlight climbs the sky and breaks her spell,
She blows a darkened kiss, and bids farewell.
N ever believes people can be back stabbers
A ppeals for honesty where none exists
I nvites in without a background check
V ulnerable when being openhearted
E xpects people to reciprocate in kind
That’s who I am…..
For Andrea's Acrostic Contest
September 7, 2013
my loves !
It is an Acrostic *smiles* study
this here write...much love ya'll !
Man of words, strange creature of fiery intention,
Amplifying pictures with that restless imagination,
Great are the images spurting forth from your pen,
Nothing holds you down, working alone in the den;
Unto the night you toil, pushed by an alien power,
Mastering some inner demons, taming your fear.
Oh how you search for truths floating up in the air,
Producing tremors with the raging force they stir,
Until at last your labors come to a perfect ending,
Shaking humanity with the hard lessons they bring.
True to my nature to entertain
Annulled in my character to refrain
Treasured, a toss up to comprehend
Yesterday's version of me, my friend
Another day, maybe, the sky will clear
Never reminded I'm almost near
And so in the vision of all that's dear, I swiftly pick up the pace...
Kneeling on knees of cardboard paint
Alive in the version I feel to faint
Tasting the air in a cosmic dream
I know that these words, are not what they mean
Under the weight of impossible skies
Shouldering light, in the east - sunrise
Hardly a mirror to shadow catch
And so I am swift in a turn unmatched, as I miss my expression of face...
Cataclysmic in word and deed
And always a step past the possible need
Read like a novel without an end
Nailed by my countenance to defend
Ever determined to spring to naught
Yet in reflection, I've not been caught.
L iving, giving, sharing your all with no expectation of returns
O ffering gifts of kindness in words and deeds
V isions of a world in which peace prevails
E xtolling one basic truth that Love is all
Never forgetting about history
Ensuring it does not repeat itself
Walking proudly into the future
Yesterday now becomes the past
Elevating the mind to new heights
Action plan created and working
Rising and meeting the new call!
Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life
Ever Know True
On Irrisistible Insight
Night Luminessence Must
Shores Luring Ever
copyright Joe Maverick 2011:)
Free flowing and defiant about me
I imagine my life a
P aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
M y mother died when I was fifteen months old
O h how my heart hurt when I called her so bold
T o heaven her soul did soar_ leaving her children
H ere on this earth, with lives now so totally barren
E each day I wonder why so young she had to go
R easons I will never know in this life though
S atan did his work in destroying family
D evil stirred the father to drink, compulsorily
E aten away was his heart from the loss; Granny
A ttended five children's needs, extra for baby
T o family members word was spread_ youngest given
H ome by adoptive family; but this for child heaven
Happiness is found within not in people and things
Acceptance of the present regardless of what fears/ inner demons you may be facing
Persistence in seeking love and happiness inside ourselves so we may experience the abundance of love and beauty that encompasses us
Patience with ourselves as we learn and grow through our personal trials and tribulations life often presents to us, unexpectedly
Inside ourselves are all the answers we seek, believe in yourself with a smile on your face
Never give up on yourself! Challenge your belief systems with an open heart and a positive mind set
Endless love & happiness awaits you, seek it consciously without delay
Spirit of love is the essence of our original form; happiness is our natural state of being
Smile in the face of adversity and feel your spirit soar to new heights experiencing love, peace and happiness from this moment forward. Live as if there is no tomorrow, for you reap what you sow :) :) :)
Love; laughter; loyalty; listening; learning!
Impulsive; ideals; intelligence; intense; inspirational!
Fervor; fury; fierceness; fate; fun!
Energy; elation; eagerness;excitement;enduring!
Verlena S. Walker
Earthly skin tone
Reality of the world
Living for the moment
Entertained by her imagination
Never lost in thought
All aspects of life are focal points.
(S.) ensual sensitivity endeavoring triangle
(E) verlasting is her stride.
(X) is the answer mark
(T) ogether with those that are important.
(O) nly a spirit embodied
(N) either way is preferred.
Willing to enrapture emergence
As is derives innovation
Lively and invigorating
Keeper of the Shrine of God
Enshrined by faith and religion
Rich is the soul that embellishes the mind.
Penned on January 04, 2015!
(Dedicated to Folake)
Your eyes, woman
are like twilight rainbow
amorously bearing aloft passions of mine
toward androcytic ecstacy.
They tell of endless lights.
Night skies clarion the warmth of you
keep me balled-up till
i am tilted to your adorned essence.
May I call up words to adore you,
agglomerate them into a panoply of worshippers
unsandalled before you
like Moses at the burning bush.
And now you seem to fall asleep
but you tell me it's the heavy night
bidding toward a sunny dawn
wherein our love is lighted.
Slowly I let you fall asleep
impatient with the long night
waiting to gaze once more
into the eyes of my lovely love.
Then a lip is placed on yours
and you rouse up wide-eyed
smiling at my romantic move.
We enjoyed the night, cruising on.
Nine Eleven—a dark day lives of many workers were stolen away
Individuals worked all night; stayed; without seeing the light of day
Nose to the grindstone below floor level they labored productively
Effectively moving papers, stacks, racks, speedily and so selectively
Encouraged basement overtime; more taxes paid; they worked away
Loyal workers; dedicated to the cause; laziness to them—not a gift!
Earnestly they called home to say, “Honey I am working another shift”
Encouraged by those who stayed; coffee and donuts— no need to pay
Encroachment above they never did see as terror stuck during the day
Night’s darkness envelope the light; underground darkness of the night
© Joseph Spence, Sr., 8/27/09
© All Rights Reserved
Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine;
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.
Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children
Who am I?
W-eaned from tender
age,in noble family of ten.
H-urt by the demise of
the tube that brought
me into this theater of
struggles and pains.
O-rdered about by the
whimps of this
world,facing the hurdles
of life daily from
cradle,never giving up
A-fine young man of 28
I am,who has the
experience and wisdom
of the aged.
M-astering the arts of
life-learning from lessons
of life's victims and
didactic poems 'cos man
of fame I intend to be for
I bear the name Bob.
I-lost my poetic gift at a
stage but recovered it in
poetrysoup for invisible
entities say a
lesser being I shall be,but
another encourages me
to move on,for great is
one who comes out of
the shackles of life
undeterred for this is who
Name: Ifeanyi Bob
Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive!
Ascension available, access through your heart
Seek and you shall find!
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit
***Happy Easter Everyone***
H ow the years fly by like paper in the wind
A new year, a thread in life’s fabric to be sewn
P ieces gently stitched will one day take wings
P atterned like brocade with a mix of flowers gently strewn
Y arns of yesterday are quietly stored away
N ew beginings are generous gifts given to begin again
E ach one, a new day to live, play and travail
W eaving the fabric of life in spite of occasional dark rain
Y esterday’s gone forever into the well of time
E ach melody we write, through the universe resounds
A constant tune of worship for the divine
R eaching the Creator in whom alone peace is found
I can't believed I
Missed all the
That You gave me!
I know now that I can't live my
Life without you!
Living here knowing that I
Can still have you in my heart is my
Only joy. I'm sorry I didn't believe in all your
Messengers until it was almost to late; but
I'll try to live the rest of my life for you
God, be with me and help get through these last days!
My instinct comes heedlessly and ever leadless
Dances over memory
Ciggy’s day out this is just another normal walk but where shall I go to the haberdashery or to the local library on this wonderful February day. I think I will start at the library and look for a book on an auto harp or maybe a book about a calliope. So I can use them in my collaboration latter today. I am a little thirsty I think I will get a soda in an aluminum can of course with no algae. Now back to my condominium I will go cuz it’s time to start my live web show.
Keep me open to the sound, to see the sun and feel the breeze
Not afraid to feel the cold, willing,... growing, ... never closed to sounds of rain
Open my ears to raindrops falling..., someone, please, may be in pain
Call them in, to offer shelter, or is that knocking from my knees?
Knock my socks off now and then, a hard knock school is not in vain
For Andrea's Contest: "5 line acrostic"
Heavenly Father, hear my plea
At your altar on bended knee.
Prayers I offer for those I love,
Prayers to you Lord, up above.
You have seen the mess we've made.
Not the plans that you had laid.
Everywhere there's war and sadness
Where there should be peace and gladness.
You must be disappointed in us all,
Each of us who ignored your call.
All mankind should this year strive
Really hard to keep humanity alive.
Lord please help us do our best
On your behalf, a peaceful quest.
Rid this earth of anger and hate.
Don't let our past dictate our fate.
Words as white as virgin snow
In the depth of heart and soul
Searching the footprints of scholars
Divinity in the magnanimous one
Over timelessness of trust and understanding
Merges into wisdom
T houghtfully open heart in thankfulness
H onoring God for graciousness, unlimited access
A nd remeber all things in appreciativeness
N ot forgetting air we breath, blue sky we have in excess
K nights and princesses; children of the Living God
S ing a joyful song praising Him don't put on grand facade
G ive of yourself in thanks and rejoice in His love
I nvite the Holy Spirit to dwell within your heart dove
V ictory can be yours each step of the way my friend
I f time in God's presence in praise and worship daily spend
N ow is the time in His presence and purpose to remain
G ratitude said for all of life's pleasures even life's pain.
S tillness and quiet each day spend time thank God for each and everyone
This is a combination Acrostic and couplets..
My understanding that Acrostics do not rhyme but mine is actually couplets written in poulter's measure..A person who sold eggs would sometimes give a dozen eggs for a price and sometimes if the hens were laying extra good a person would get 14 eggs of the same price..Lucky them..So 12/14 in rhyming couplets..
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Contest: Count Your Blessings
Date Written: Monday, November 19, 2012