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Details | Free verse | |

Shell of a Nomad

I wanted to be alone tonight,
to shuffle my thoughts in the ocean's breeze,
when the sun sets sail, with the lights going out
While I search the sky, in my solitude 
and ponder my  place in the scheme of things...

I wonder again, how I fit within...
How the dreams I dream, and my many wiles,
fit into the human chain

In my lone meditation, there rises a sigh
with a windswept aria, reaching my ears......
while one turtle I had noticed, is unmooring itself, 
heading back to the ocean, without hesitation
not asking for much, not even for reason why

I watch him slowly swagger along,  no rush to marry a shell with the sea 
And envy how strong the urge can be, knowing his place in the throng
His cares are so few, and with years to go, such tenacity captures me

I wanted tonight,  to be alone with thoughts, alone to doubt
alone with my questions, and alone with my fears
To hover in the shell, in the cave of my tears 
To ponder my place here among the stars.....
Of time and space,  the archaic shores

Unmooring myself, across the sands
If the turtle can see it, then I'm not alone
in this span of a life, there is a journey long...
a destiny that the nomad just knows



__________________________________
7/28/14  For Cyndi's Contest: "Turtles"


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Dare Not I Say

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

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


Details | Light Poetry | |

Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


Details | Dizain | |

Blackbird

Drape over lonely hours, gloom of night The silence that succumbs me takes its toll I am left with stardust shed from starlight Words behind me, left as ink upon my scroll You're still inside my heart, marksman of my soul Stillest ocean wrath, black by moon's allure The blackbird dips to brush the water's drone Her wings spread wide and mind set free and pure No two-legged demons here to throw a stone She flies into the seaside night alone


Details | Personification | |

Birth of a Poet

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


Details | Ballade | |

Questions for everyone

Questions for everyone

Has anybody ever sat? 
In a garden filled with flowers
Have you felt the magic there?
Have you felt the power?
Have you sat there with the body still?
And the mind too, just the same?
Have you ever lost yourself?
As the mind stopped playing games

Have you seen those magic colours?
And really seen them too!
Have you felt the touch of the morning breeze?
Have you seen the way she do?
Touch those branches with her glory
Make them dance in the morning sun
As the sparkles nearly blow your mind
And you’re the holy one?

Have you ever heard the dove’s warm Coo
And that deep, deep ravens croak?
Have you seen the mulberry tree?
As she dons her summers coat?
And radiance and reverence
Are all that one can know
Have you ever sat there in the garden?
And watched the morning flow.


Details | Free verse | |

i wonder

i wonder when the vultures feast,
do they hope for their next meal?

i wonder when lions feed on
what their harem provide,
do they feel proud,or just loved?

i wonder when frogs
gave up swimming
and try leaping for better ponds:
do they look inside the water
to see their new green skin?

i wonder what we have
that animals don't.
we have nothing,friends,
nothing new.
we have old things in new images,
and communicated in such a way
we forget the ways silence connect.


Details | Verse | |

Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


Details | Rhyme | |

The escape

The Escape.

Two field mice took a walk one day
Then feeling tired, they'd walked a ways
They thought they'd stop and rest a while
For home was further on some miles.

Then they heard the pad of old Toms paws
Which spooked them quite a bit I'm sure
As the cat purred loudly to see the mice
And thought "a meal it would be nice!"

Their whiskers quivered nervously
As, our two mice made haste to flee
So off they scampered for their lives
As old Tom cat for them did strive

That old cat looked he, high and low
And where they were he didn't know
As the two they trembled neath a bush
They could almost touch that mean old puss.

Then Tom gave up and skulked away
And the two mice lived another day
And their lungs filled up with gratitude
They'd foiled that old tom cat, so rude.

Peace, Socrares Dec 2 2003


Details | Rhyme | |

Made to Wonder Why

Birds sometimes nest in places
Not meant for them to be.
I suppose the same might then be said
For the likes of you and me. 

Landing twigs from nearby trees
And colorful strings less found;
While making homes from brick and stone 
We humans prefer the ground.

Not that clouds aren’t so enticing 
As wings in wide open sky;
Where birds were made for soaring there
And we’re made to wonder why.  


Details | Free verse | |

Yoke

Ideas to change my mind
Attempts to chain my mind
There’s a wild horse inside
Roaming the shrinking prairie
Whose voice does it heed?
What advice does it need?
To tame it is to break it
To put it to good use is
To put it in a yoke
Shake it off, throw it down
Forget what you’ve learned 
This is how freedom will be earned


Details | Ballad | |

Goats

Goats

They’re everywhere
These pretty little creatures
On the serpent road to Exmouth
They be some of the features
Along with Emus, Kangaroos
And handsome birds of prey
These little goats be bountiful
They’re all along the way.

They be domestic goats 
Who’ve gone back to the wilds
Where they have bred one million fold.
As one moves along the miles
These little goats be seen so much
In their many shades and hues
Don’t know where they got their water
It be tough country too.

The weather here be hot and dry
As the sun bakes everything
And mostly here no rain does fall
To drinking water bring.
And yet these goats look healthy as
Such nimble little beasts
You’d see some dead there in the road
As the crows do have their feast.

That be the price of progress
That poor beasts have to die
That be the curse of human beings
Sometimes it makes me cry
Yet still they be so plentiful
These handsome little guys
Another little part of nature
That make love in me rise.


Details | Narrative | |

Wackadoodles Versus Wackjobs

Wackadoodles are crazy silly.
Wackjobs are crazy serious.
Comedians are Wackadoodles.
Actors are Wackjobs.
Comedians know they are clowns.
Actors think they are doing something
for a living so very important that people
need to hear their thoughts and opinions
on politics, poverty, war and peace.
Note to the Hollywood crowd,
you are play actors, emphasis on play.
No one with even a half of a brain
takes anything you say seriously.
The dogs Rin Tin Tin and Lassie were actors.
Monkeys, chimpanzees and gorillas over the years
have been actors in the movies and on television.
So shut the heck up and play your little characters.
If anyone really wants to know what is on your minds,
they can go to a zoo and ask a hairy ape or funky monkey.


Details | Ballade | |

The conversation

The conversation

The three friends, they were talking
The Archer, fish and Bull
They’d all been round a good long time
They had their thoughts, and all
About the rights and wrongs in life
And each had problems too
They’d get together, each of them
And talk, that’s what they’d do

The archer told the wise old fish
I needs be on the move
I have a lot of life to live
That’s just the way I groove
“Now, I’m a dreamer” said the fish
I gain a lot of pleasure
Going right into my self
And seeking souls sweet treasures”

The bull, he said “I like to graze
I’m a sensual kind of being
Oh, I could laze around all day
As all around I’m seeing
The beauty of this crazy world
‘I’m contented, friends, that’s me
I have no need to dream, nor wander
I’m just content to be”

They carried on for some long time
The three friends, did this day
And when the conversation finished
And they each went their way
They all decided that this world
Has many different kinds
And each guy he must be himself
To gain some peace of mind.


Details | Acrostic | |

POET DESTROYER SLY LIKE A FOX

POET    DESTROYER   SLY   LIKE   A   FOX



Perhaps the animal inside is an excuse
Or maybe a legitimate ruse  -
Either way  it  is understandable
The reason for having an inner animal :
Deep inside the conscious  and thinking woman you are,
Exist  primal  force and urges  by far
Sinful to the eyes of many outsiders  -  aye
To bishop  ayatollah or rabbi.
(Rabbi    of course  differs  from rabbit
Or should I say delicious dinner  which is my habit)
You explain your  urges by hiding inside the animal,
Even though animals themselves  don’t use this fable.
Refer for example     to the virgin
Sturgeon,  who   needs no urgin’
Love, lust,  dove , dust  -
You’ll find that they  all  move, must  -
Lurking in their breast is  no inner human pal
Icily saying,  “You have no right to be natural;
Keep your feelings and urges well controlled
Exactly like humans are usually told:
And  if you’re lucky  the inner human will
Fail  and the animal you are,   will prevail.”  . . . .. . 
Or maybe the human will win and say
X - rated  urges are simply not acceptable today.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

Written for ¥ Destroyer ¥ Poet   -  Contest Name : P.D's INNER ANIMAL 


Details | Free verse | |

Fox In The Window

For those who wonder 
How I grew into the season
I turned a fragrant key
More summers for me then
No more waning of anything
Just the sound of glory 
Timbering through the landscape
A host of new demons
To be rearranged and  then knocked down
Beauty’s burden
So yes to answer your question
I do enjoy the fox in the window


Details | Quatrain | |

Eagle

Lone and proud, soaring up high
Looking at you I understand why
You stay away and never come down
Why you`re a king without a crown

Made not to hold or to be held gently 
Your look and touch are sharp, unfriendly
On earth you cause death, hurt and damage
But that`s how, to your maker, you pay homage

Your nature you can`t possibly deny
Every attempt made is hopeless, futile
You are avoided, feared, or even hated
Curious sentiments by ignorance created



Details | Acrostic | |

BIRDS acrostic

BIRDS

    B    reathless each day the winged ones burst and unite into the twilight frieze--
     I     s there a more delicate touch to the sight than the songbirds as they take to the sky?
     R    eveling while entwined with the tailwinds-- delighting the indigo breeze,
     D    ashing on the last rays of sun to nip the laziest mosquito on the fly --
     S    ong of the satisfied sung—they fade into the welcoming night bosom of the trees. 

Victoria Anderson-Throop ©
12-21-12


Details | Rhyme | |

Man

Man is superb in the whole nature.
He can over power every creature.
Man controls any animal by using his wit
and makes use of one for his own benefit.
Mighty lions are brought well under control.
Big elephants are playing very useful role.
Many animals are busy in service of man
and work very hard, do what these can.
Man can catch very poisonous snakes.
Poison is used in medicines,everybody takes.
Sea animals are caught for delicious food.
Sea food is taken by man to keep good mood.
Many birds are roasted to make tasty meat.
Man can kill any one which he wants to eat.
To trap other creatures ,he plans every day.
He shoots every one which comes on his way.
A person hides himself to save his life.
The man becomes animal in his strife.


Details | Couplet | |

Forsaking Hope

An Angel stalked my better-half through my mind
Questioning our flawless design

Angel: "What is a beast if you grant it introspection?"
Man: "It's still an animal, yet closer to imperfection."

"What is a dog with no will to live?"
"A dog with a will always has hope to give."

"But dogs cannot contemplate, they simply are."
"Yet humans can, is it an improvement or a scar?"

"Undying love is a gift you bear!"
"What good is it when it hurts to care?"

"That is the beauty of woman and man!"
"But what is it, what truth is there to understand?"

"That is for God to tell"
"If our questions go unheard, I'm glad we fell."

"You've only fallen if you fail to see."
"I don't see god, but I can feel the animal in me."

"You would deny your God given status?"
"If God made us so great, then why can't we kill the bestial urges inside us?"

"Some people dwell closer to sin."
"Yet none of us can handle the animal within."

"I cannot help you if you can't agree."
"Only if I agree you will set me free?"

"Only with the glory of God can we save you and your kind."
"You cannot help me, you are just within my mind."

With that the Angel fell dead
The man stared calmly toward nothing and shot himself in the head


Details | Free verse | |

Cats

When the ether settles
and fortune bellows
and eastern stars make haste
to rise
Says one cat to the other's jazz
let not the crystal trade your
hide
For growing roads like trees
or babes
a constellation mayn't foretell
Like ore, a mineral deposit found,
such plaster curves
and muscles drive.
The cat with jazz then
made aware, did leave his iron
bars aside
And south by east
the stars they ride.


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Felis catus lords Gallus gallus domesticus

without a rocking-chair in sight
ol' Tam or Tom rules the roost
guarding henhouse since the fox lit out
and the door fell off its hinges

'n' all the hens cackle nervously about
wondering what tale to tell will
Felis catus softly howl tonight
to lull them nestling to defenseless

© Goode Guy 2013-08-05

for Marianne McKee's print
for the Charles Taylor Arts Center 
ekphrastic poetry event 2013-08-11

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicken


Details | Free verse | |

Weight of the World

slowly I tread water weight of the world on my shell who invited the elephant donkey sneaked aboard gravity of a city’s weight bears down on me
*Written April 29, 2014


Details | Blank verse | |

Vision

Lost on a misty mountaintop
chasing Hyakoju's fox
distant vistas unclear
draws presence to what's near


an alpine flower
breathes through
the early morning dew


Details | I do not know? | |

The Animal Within

The heart and soul give heed to God above
To our friends and family it gives out love
So why does so much hate abide?
‘Tis when we give in to the animal inside
It has its wants and needs and lustful desires
It wants to maim and kill and set the world on fire
So when you want to be a man not beast?
Do not give heed to its carnal feast
When you are ready to avoid all sin
Just don’t give in to the animal within


Details | Lyric | |

Colourful Food

She lives in passion past her eyes
Underneath the dying skies
It’s alright when you’re alive
Living when you can decide

She still believes in everyone
Even when they don’t belong
It’s okay to dance along
Even when there are no songs

I want to hold her to her words
So naïve and undisturbed
I want to tell her what I’ve heard
But now I see this is absurd

Wander on into her fear
The only way I can be near
Find a way to be sincere
To trick her heart, to bring her here

She’s the only one I need to find
This animal has lost his mind
She is colourful inside
But this animal will eat her alive