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Details | Rhyme | |

From The Glowing Embers

You glow deeply like a warm summer's night,
while I shine brightly as the sun -
opposite puzzle pieces of dark and light,
complementary pieces that fit just right,
causing time itself to come undone.

Through thick and thin,
virtue and sin,
you could be poor, you could be rich,
you ease the edge, you ease the itch.

I will love you more than power and money,
breathe in the essence you emote,
taste your mysterious honey,
sweet and golden down my throat.

When you're right, when you're wrong,
this is all part of our love song.
You satiate my appetite,
leaving just enough room
for me to sip up your tears,
sip up your remaining gloom,
until we have conquered our fears,
and there is nothing left but light.

When the temperature turns colder,
as we become frail and older,
from out of the glowing embers
of our Autumn, late September,
there will appear a most precious gem,
causing me to reminisce all over again
about that long-ago fateful spring,
when we began our passionate fling.

And after all these years, I still sing:


"You glow deeply like a warm summer's night,
while I shine brightly as the sun -
opposite puzzle pieces of dark and light,
complementary pieces that fit just right,
causing time itself to come undone."









December 26th, 2011


Entered into David Williams' "Romance" contest
Name: Chri.stop.her
Form: Rhyme (mixed)


Details | Pantoum | |

Back of the Moon

In a dark night sky, you take your place.
We can see your reflection in the influenced tide.
Why is it you show only one face?
Half of you we see, the other half you hide.

We can see your reflection in the influenced tide.
Moon, you have a side hidden away from view.
Half of you we see, the other half you hide.
Shrouded in darkness, it is the side we call “new”.

Moon, you have a side hidden away from view.
What is on the side we cannot see?
Shrouded in darkness, it is the side we call “new”.
To the earthbound, it is a mystery.

What is on the side we cannot see?
We gaze at varying crescents of you in many ways.
To the earthbound, it is a mystery.
Your full bright sphere we see once in thirty days.

We gaze at varying crescents of you in many ways.
Each passing hour changes your position.
Your full bright sphere we see once in thirty days.
Tales are woven from myth and superstition.

Each passing hour changes your position.
Moon, your origin is something nobody knows.
Tales are woven from myth and superstition.
You are the brightest until the sun shows.

Moon, your origin is something nobody knows.
Why is it you show only one face?
You are the brightest until the sun shows.
In a dark night sky, you take your place.


Details | Free verse | |

Within The Clouds

it stormed again in her heart last night
     wild slashing rain
driving hard against the walls
     battering the beat
     and riding the heat
shattering wailing zephyrs
this tempest bemoans her

it stormed again in her heart last night
      hard pulsing thunder
and raw rhythms that quake
and she alone to feel the pain
stark and dark Kentucky rain
tearing past her guard
to lay blasted and bleeding

it stormed again in her heart last night
where daffodils should bloom
where the sun light is cast aside
and tulips weaken and fold
     cherries lose their hold
lightening has shadowed eyes
willow boughs must always weep

it stormed again in her heart last night
as she alone watched the sun die
fragile hands, and hollow cheeks
    torn and worn, the shattered
in the red and blue that mattered
in a dark lake beneath the crying moon
     that is where the tears go


Details | Free verse | |

we are stars

people are like stars,
some are younger,
some are older,
some are brighter,
some are darker,
some are bigger,
some are smaller,
but in the end we are all the same.
all together.
shining bright with our personality.
dont care about what other people think.
its their own opinion.
be unique,be you.
you are who you are, and who you are is all their gonna get.
so shine like a star!!!


Details | Free verse | |

Heaven's Mood Ring

The sun says goodbye
as it dips slowly below the horizon,
and dusk settles in for the night.

Heaven's mood ring
changes constantly,
from pink to orange
then to a faded yellow.

My mood lightening, the sky darkening.

Shades of lavender to dark blue,
then to a faded black.

As twilight takes over the sky,
my favorite time approaches
when my eyes can fill with wonder,
as one by one,
the stars turn on their lights
and twinkle just to say hello.
They've all seen my face before.

Then the moon, my old friend,
rises to meet me right on time.

Heaven's mood ring
fades to black,
only until the dawn
when it will change again.

The sky lightening, my mood darkening.






 March, 22nd, 2014
Nette Onclaud's contest - "A Night Sky"


Details | Senryu | |

The UnDead


The UnDead
bloodthirsty suckers, vampires on the prowl for prey - a blast of sunshine


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Duchess Of Paradise

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


Details | Personification | |

Jealousy of Light and Shadow

He doesn't know
How lovely he is
But I see
How shadow and sunlight
Compete for him
Jealously-
I see
How shadow caresses;
How sunlight kisses
His cheek


Details | Concrete | |

Trip Twist

In the void, sipping the zoid,
with mental properties of tripping on the spiral.
Falling down the tail of lions, awkwardly spinning.
With upside down tunnel vision leaking through.

Solidifying all matter that matters,
melting into the walls of your brain.
It tickles all the raindrops dripping in your eyes,
satisfying your desire of a synchronized pattern.

Bleeding purple from the rainbow,
and turning into swirls of diamonds.
Slipping exuberantly beside you; driving you wild.
Where the shadows stop the spirited scream.

Devour yourself into the omniscient grip. 
Icy cold finger tips scratch the surface of your divinity,
bringing you closer to the God who whispered in your unborn ear,
situated in your flesh from birth to death.

It embeds itself in the pupil of your eye,
dancing with your spirit and licking your soul.
Black shapes of madness wrapped in chaos and euphoria.
Twinkling and blinking dust of a cloud. 

Haze filled skies and blood filled smoke raining from the clouds.
Envisions of clowns and demons laughing at our demise.
Chilling sensations of sickening mannerisms,
mechanisms and mechanics sought out to destroy the tiny creatures.

These creatures running crazy into acceptance of demise.
Deprived of life, scared of death but giving into it's taste.
Taste buds quiver as the taste grows sweeter.
Death, oh death, tell everyone who you really are...

Too long have you been hidden in the shadows you cast, 
too long have we rendered your pain.
The world grows sicker as the hairs in my head grey. 
I'll never surrender as demons always circle.

Today, begins a new day of our fight.
And I have a good feeling about this day. 
Onward, we have united our minds and gathered ourselves within. 
Always ready for we accept our fear. 

We accept our hate and everything in between.
Accept it all for what it really is. 
No amount of doubts will over throw us. 
Onward, to peace.


Details | Romanticism | |

Can you feel me

Feel me standing there
on the draw bridge
that stands stubburn and erect
over the rushing waters blown by the wind
back and forth.
I listened to the crows
posted on gargoils designed
of eightenth century Gothic architecture
singing their death songs,
when the sun is setting in the far.

The voices of women passing
startle me with a feeling of sorrow
I can't breathe, I am dying.
Feel me, can you feel me rot away?
Slowly but surely rot away
as time passes with ease,
and taxi cabs take smiling, intoxicated faces
to wayward cafes, oh how they screech to a halting stop
and wave to me to get in.

"No thank you, I'd rather walk." I say to the smiling faces
highly intoxicated with the thought of the birds and the bees
rattling around in their empty minds.
Then they drive off, into the city lights and turn a darkened corner.
I look at the rushing water
and feel myself rot away
slowly but surely rot away.

Can you feel me?
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Feel my heart thump with slow paces
that manage to keep up with fast melodies.
Of songs that play in your mind
only the ones that make you sigh
and think those one days in Spring time
as you walked over the draw bridge
and paid no mind to the water underneth.
I hear no more talk of you and me, I hear no more talk
of the good old times we all shared.
Time has passed, as I take my last breathe
and hold my chest and shead a tear.
Feel me, can you?
If you can, put your hand to my weak heart 
and feel it thump away with every second wasted
on useless items.
Now, see me a man of one time greatness
reflect his life with a reflection in the water below.
How I sigh and cry and breath heavely,
as I feel myself rot away.

The voices of woman pass me by.
Tomorrow is a new day,
for the smiling faces in taxi cabs will go home
and soak their raging hangovers with cool, wet rags.
As I still stand on the draw bridge singing with the crows,
feeling myself rot away.

Can you feel me without you, rotting away?
I surely can feel myself rot.
Such a heavy word, "rot"
So vulgare, yet a great description of me,
without you.

I pull out a shawl you once wore and I kiss it.
As the wind gusts and the sun rises and my shadow
comes to meet me, the wind shall take my last memory
of you away.
And I shall weep no more.
Then what will I do? Shall I walk the streets
and think of you.
Yes you, still rambling all throughout my head
like a lose screw.
Can you feel me? Feel me rot away
feel me think about you, and all your works.
Can you feel me?


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

quaternity

so far the days of singing rays
have come to meet their sullen end
twixt nights of joy with hidden ploy
a sweetly tone, they do offend

O gasp! the serpent true must strike
O gasp! the lustful raging psych
whose cares are lost forever long
roaring out, O hear my song!

now mute...peace...whist...still
ideas soon drain, decisions fill
a mind at pace with thoughts that spill
float soundlessly thy solstice chill

the misty seep, foreboding reap
emotions run amok like thieves
for darkly cast, a favored past
along is lain misguided leaves

-Sam Robinson

 Iambic Tetrameter


Details | Rhyme | |

Dark Sun

“Dark sun rose on the ridge cut clear across the sky,
as good a day as any to die”
This beautiful view, it sends me flying high.
I could spend forever in this way with you by my side.
Unspoken words in your eyes as the dark sun looms,
my heart beats in rhythm, will this beauty end too soon?

“Carve your name into my arm,
instead of stressed I lie here charmed”.
On the ridge I sit with you unharmed.
The dark sun cuts the sky. A diamond!
This sacred space that we embrace,
explosions of clouds above my face.

“Step from the road to the sea to the sky,
and I do believe it, we rely on”.
Angels to guide our way through life.
Shine on through this ridge tonight.
The dark sun speaks to us melodically,
etched in our endless memories

“I’m pushing an elephant up the stairs.
I’m tossing out punch lines that were never there”.
This is how I feel with you out here,
this heat makes delirious. I just don’t care!
Twisting through and blowing my mind,
is you, and the view that cuts clear across the sky.



Duran Duran
Placebo
Red Hot Chili peppers
REM

For contest  “favourite songs and lyrics”


 


Details | Imagism | |

our shadows

Cloudy weather elimination are our shadows


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Dreamer

Close your eyes for awhile my friend, I heard there lies a moon far behind the black sky, I heard lovers were dancing beneath, can you hear them singing? I can feel their tipsy steps making rhymes on floor, and smell of perfumes filling the air, I heard a sun rises to brighten up their world, and birds do sing them charming melodies at morning, they say they have roses in colors and beautiful trees in the streets, and have they told you about the sea yet? They say it smells so wonderful and the delicate air of seas caresses their cheeks with soft wet breezes, oh my friend, what have we seen in the dark but the fragile ghosts that we are!

“Hush” whispered to me, “I lighted up a moon inside my heart and I smell lilies and jasmine in my nose, my dreams play tunes my heart dance on, they speak to me all night and there I see a starry night floats above, I feel the warmth of a sun in my soul as it hugs tight, whispering to me hymns of love and joy, lightening candles for hopes which had accompanied me amongst the dark, why have you closed your eyes my friend? Look through the colorful roses I painted for you with eyes wide open, let the lights off so you would see clearer, let the lights off so you can brighten up the world that hides with you, for my friend, what have we seen in the dark but the free spirits that we have become!


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Details | I do not know? | |

SILVER SUN

Sovereign, the mighty Sun dark away chased.
The whole world its beams cautiously warmed.
Far recesses its capturing shafts reached.
Brighter day to cold ,lonely hearts carried.

My heart, unusurped , the intrusion jibbed.
A mightier Sun its beats had already rhymed.
A Sun before which the Sun bashfully bowed.
To your charm, She and I disarmed succumbed.

Silver moonlight over nightness prevailed.
Ravished, dark fearfully blenched.
Un-trodden paths the silky light breached.
The whole earth to rapture elevated.

Souls in relief sigh enchanted.
Over mine another light reigned.
Blissful feeling inside ruled.
Your beam its entrance door jealously guarded.


Details | Free verse | |

Wake Me, When the Morning Comes

A night full of nightmares
and suicidal tendencies,
feeling pain rush, like tidal waves
crushing me and blood boiling
anger wishes and takes the best of me;
but can I heal my own heartbreak?
Will I ever find love again?
See the angel of death come to me,
smiles and says come with me.
Oh, Wake me, when the morning comes,
so I can show evil the light.

Feelings eternal and fragile,
she walks some lonesome highway
travelled by the ones who fall in love.
She a grand fool, who takes life for 
granted,
wake her with the morning light
and shine down rays of goodness and 
pride
and show her the path that leads back to 
me.

Wake me when the morning comes,
place her upon my doorstep
and a smile upon her loving face,
I'm not ready to move on just yet.
I don't want anymore nightmares
and nightly visits from the black angels.
I don't want to see blue eyed Death,
with his grinning skull and black robe.
I want to see the sunshine break through 
my window
and I want to hear the birds sing love 
songs,
and the trees dancing to the wind's sweet 
melody.
I want to awake to her sweet and glorious 
beauty.
Wake me, when the morning comes,
when I can open my eyes to anew
and see life in a new day,
and live life in a new way.

-10/5/2013-


Details | Narrative | |

Before The Light

There are too many times when my eyes open and it’s still dark.

It’s useless to think that I’ll go back to sleep, and it’s no good at all to lay in bed and watch the passing parade of worries that comes marching down the Main Street of my mind. When I do that, the entertainment seems to take on its own life. The parade grows longer, more spectacular, with the noise of marching bands, my thoughts, growing louder. Clowns scurry ahead of the band leader, throwing red balls in the air. There are too many balls to count.

The best thing I can do for myself is to rise from my bed. But there are days when it seems too much to bear being home before the rest of the world rises. There’s just too much emptiness in my small house. 

I leave, escaping to DD's, where I sit and sip my coffee over a newspaper. Sometimes there are others sitting waiting for the light to come, too–like the woman who gives an animated “Hello” to everyone she meets, staring too long into our eyes. She takes out her cell phone to call a friend about the rashes on her legs. Something is biting her during the night. Raj and the other DD workers snicker, and I am drawn to–but at the same time repelled by–her morbid troubles.

Sometimes, in the winter, it seems as if the time I spend in the dark before the light comes is endless. I don’t think it’s normal for darkness to last so long; it’s probably one of the punishments for eating the apple in Eden.

I much prefer the early light of June and July, when the morning allows the gentle unfolding of life around me. Somehow, when the sun is in the sky at 6:30 a.m., a passing gasoline truck rattling my windows does not sound so lonely. Nor do I mind the sun revealing the stains from spring rains on my windows … or the birds loudly announcing their presence in the trees. Their manic chirping awakens schoolchildren eagerly counting down the days til summer.

When the darkness is especially long, and I have already sought out the comfort of others who cannot sleep, I will sometimes return home and do what I am so reluctant to do — sit still. I take up my position in a special chair near a window that looks out onto the street. I close my eyes and listen to the heated rhythms that only my body can make. My breath … my ins and outs.

But I wonder; why is it so hard to be still? Especially in the dark before the light.


Details | Ballade | |

On this mystic morning

On this mystic morning

On this mystic morning
The sun lights up blue sky
A honey eater sings his song
It makes me feel so high
I once took drugs to feel like this
But these now I don’t need
I let the morning enter me
And plant love’s tender seed.

On this mystic morning
I sit and sip my tea
As the sun shines through my window
Sending joy right into me
The wonder of the morning time
It makes me want to sing
A lullaby to greet the day
Such joy the morn does bring

On this mystic morning
My soul is born anew
My heart is like a feather
My songs they come on through
Cause it’s my inspiration
It brings my muse to life
On this mystic morning
The whole worlds free from strife.

12 November 22013 @ 0809hrs.


Details | Romanticism | |

Goodbye my Summer Love

Though the midnight summer rains
as we sit together under the geraniums,
hanging low and at full bloom,
we hold hands and talk of old times;
times that were kind to us and our youth.
As summer storms light up the night skies
We kiss the storm away, as it rolls through the grey skies
and the lighting cracks the clouds in half,
riping a hole in the universe, as we kiss the night away.

We sit throughtout nightlong summer dreams
and talk, and we hear the storms roll into the golden hills
of summer meadows filled with roses and a field full of daisies.
Love rests in time to see us grow old together,
and love strengthens its walls and pulls us closer together.
We shall go now, as day turns to night,
into our chamber of love and sleep the night away, together.
Hold us close to each other, as I rest my head on you sweet bossom,
and you nurture me to life of talks of love and beauty.

Nature whispers and sings us songs,
as we kiss and go for walks through the countryside
looking at the golden hills soaked in the rolling storms
that summer offers every year, upon a silver platter.
Sooth me, my love as I tell you of the sorrow I have witnessed.
Embrace me with your curiousity and tell me of the beauty in
the secrets of life and its hidden messangers
that hold secret letters from Devils that send temptations
to destroy something that we share, that is so beautiful and true.
Tell me that life will be okay, and my love is still true and with you.
Tell me my sweet and beautiful love, tell me if everything will be alright.

Love has seen us come and go, through the narrowed and sprinkled streets,
as we move through life fused at hands and eyes blind, not noticing the possiblities of death at any moment stalking us with knives jabbing at our backsides.
We are blind, for we see each other and only each other.
As we live life eyes a blazed looking at the sun, we do not notice the obvious between us.
Caring from me, at my time of need I never noticed the betrayal of our love.
My heart sees, but I deny the obvious and see what I hear.

As I see the knife drive deep in my heart,
you with a suitcase in hand,
I stand on my front steps and I watch the summer storms
come back over the golden hills to say, "hello"
Love is the same everytime, like a summer storm;
beautiful to watch, but when it leaves, it is depressing to say, "goodbye"
Now I sit, as the geraniums dry up and die
and the wrinkles at my eyes make me blind,
I see love walk past my house and mock me with lone kisses.


Details | Ottava rima | |

Nature at Dusk

The sun reached a low point within the sky Creating skewed color schemes through the trees Grass becomes quite darker, I can’t deny Within the sunlight the highest plant sees It’s a dark purple where it does imply The approaching darkness is what achieves Only little light remained to now show Showing its last power, holds what we know Russell Sivey


Details | Sonnet | |

Sunset

Sunset

This hour is oh, so beautiful
I sit, and I devour it all
As silence fills my heart and soul
This sunset makes me feel so whole.

I watch the sun approach the ocean
Absorbed I am in deep devotion
As I see it melt into the sea
And oh, the joy, the mystery!

The sky fills up with orange hue
It’s lost its color, azure blue
And as the sun drowns in the sea
This beauty, how it touches me

The orange hue grows deep, then dies
Bringing darkness to the skies
As birds sing out there goodnight song
To tell the silence ‘Day is gone’

I sit and ponder on this show
Then leave it all, and home I go.

29 June 2014 @ 1337hrs.





 



Details | Free verse | |

Sleepily

the Father visits his son in the dark of day
The son is abed, pale in the light of night
For the sun and moon are witness in this hour of twilight
But the sun is not heat and does not shine as bright
And the moon is not rigid rock
The sun is a warm hope, fading ever so slightly
The moon is softness, the dark is soothing

The son is abed, covers sprawled over his listless form
The son is restless, he doth not sleep
The son is ebbing, his heart does weep
and his Father lifts the covers up tight around his chest
and kisses his brow;
The son blinks wearily, smiles wanly, whimpers meekly

Sleep my son, the Father whispers

But I cannot sleep - Sleep eludes him
I want to play - Rest prances about him
close enough to want, just out of reach
And how can I sleep father? - How can he rest atop this fated bed?
When I wish to wake? - When his heart doth weep restlessly?

the Father wavers, he caresses the son's brow, but not his heart
For the heart is within, the caress without,
Rest my son, he says, rest and forget
The Father, gently, lovingly, pulls the covers up, tight around the son's neck

But father, father why
My heart will not sleep
Five more minutes? Just five.

Sleep son, the hour is late, the time is neigh

And the Father, always lovingly, he pulls the covers tight over the son, and lowers him into 
the ground.


Details | Pantoum | |

Let Us Listen To The Sunset

Shhh.... let us listen to the sun go down........

Here, hold my hand, while it takes the breath away
While the evening shadows tiptoe to the cricket's slippered sounds
Let us listen, ever closely,  to what the moon will say

Here, hold my hand, while it takes the breath away
We'll watch the sun dip gently,  in the cooling twilight air
Let us listen, ever closely, to what the moon will say
All the daytime weary creatures, have gone to nest and lair

We'll watch the sun dip gently in the cooling twilight air
Let's be witness to the fire that burns in evening's sky
All the daytime weary creatures, have gone to nest and lair
While twilight paints it's crimson canvas wide 

Let's be witness to the fire that burns in evening's sky
Time suspends as if one moment, in this fragile hush of time
While twilight paints it's crimson canvas wide 
And then we'll see the faintest trace of moon begin to climb

Time suspends as if one moment, in this fragile hush of time
So gently, watch the dark erase the light
And then we'll see the faintest trace of moon begin to climb
Enclosing us within circumference of a blissful starlit night

So gently, watch the dark erase the light
While the evening shadows tiptoe to the cricket's slippered sounds
Enclosing us within circumference of a blissful starlit night

Shh.... let us listen to the sun go down........

__________________________________________________________


Details | I do not know? | |

The Well of Dreams

Black foggy darkness swallowing me whole
enveloping me in madness I can't seem to control
dripping smoothly down my throat it stings
horrible grotesque aftertaste it brings
clamping tighter can't breathe, lungs burst
grasping the lasting soul dream to quench my thirst
plunging head first I tear through asunder 
crashing off these empty walls like sharp lighting and thunder
light breaks, a dawn thrust forth and born again
Ascending I break the surface towards the sky 
a blue and white rhapsody of ribbons floating by
sparkling droplets shimmer in my eyes
i awaken, my dream has ended.


Details | Free verse | |

Dark Sunny Days

                             Twisted and true many live threw dark sunny days,
                          Not  to  cast a  natural  shadow or  even  open  closed 
                                doors with a flash light, These dark sunny days 
                        are all overcast, casted by your own shadows Covering up 
                              what's inside weighing you down, day by day piece 
                         by piece, Don't think they don't  notice your cover, staying 
                                     out of the light on dark sunny day Living 
                                                     only in mystery.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Loving touch

Your hands are like sunshine that

warms the inner parts of my soul.



The rays warming my inner being,

keeps me thinking of how the colors

of the flowers are so vibrant and

powerful in  their activity.



As the flowers dance in a slight breeze,

the sun gives way to darkness and the night sky embraces the stars so numerous,



so shiny, so many.



As the night fades, the sun  warms the day,



The breeze picks up the flowers in a dance, and your hands warm my soul again,



with the rays from the suns warmth and the shadows of the colors show the love inside your touch.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

4-30-04



All poems are copyright!©


Details | Verse | |

As Darkness Descends

As the sun slowly sets beneath the horizon
the world starts to turn to night's darkness
the shadows gradually lengthen then fade
and a stillness covers the land with mystery

This is the time for the creatures of night
the badgers sniff the air before leaving their sett
then come tumbling out to play in moonlit glade
while the adults set of to do their foraging 

The wise owls sit in tall trees their heads twisting 
as they filter the sounds of small rustles and squeaks
then do, on silent wings glide and hit with deadly strike
carrying their offerings back to their hungry fledglings

The wolf sets off on his nightly quest hunting for prey
if the moon is full he will climb up high and sing to it
then just a grey shadow as through the undergrowth
he slips, then belly down as he creeps closer and kills

Now it is time for other less salubrious creatures
the ones that haunt our dreams and disturb our sleep
for unmentionable things to walk the night time trails
now is their time to catch an unwary soul who lingered

Secrets hidden in the dark a grave or two lie unmarked
a deadly silence now hangs and people scuttle home
tuck themselves up safe indoors to await the sun's return
the darkness fades and the sun once more comes out to play


Details | Free verse | |

Dark Days

The morning fog settles low to the ground.
The clouds above are black and grey.
Thunder roars a mighty sound.
As I awake, no sun today.
The forecast tells of dark days.
Lightning strikes electrify.
Slicing through the great black sky.
Clouds continue to roll in,
keeping speed with the wind.
As I awake, no sun today.
Rain slaps hard at my windowpane.
The forecast tells of dark days.
Thunder shakes the walls in my room.
It rains and rains until the rise of the moon.
The wind begins to whistle a tune.
Forecast calls for dark days.
I hope its not a hurricane.
Wind spins the weathervane.
Trees fall across the lane.
I hope its not a hurricane.


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Florida Summer

          Florida Summer

This is the Florida visitor’s bureau
Coming to you with sun and fun out of the clear
We’ll show you a splendid time with fantastic ideas
For the best vacations ever, in perfect warmer weather
It’s not really hot as they say
It’s more like Antarctica with plenty of parking
No traffic, no crime, no mountains to climb
Just come down to recline and unwind
Have another beer and dream of reindeer
You’ll be just fine
We’ll wine and dine you for your last dime
Hurricanes are no trouble either
They are there to entertain you to death
Spin you in a dance and bring you romance
Frolic in the sun, show us your wallet
Don’t worry or run
Be happy! It's all just for fun
Florida is #1 in the world for lightning
Pretty lightning to brighten like fireworks at play 
We guarantee they won’t strike you too much
Swimming and fishing are delightful
We promise sharks won’t bite you
They have no teeth, only give them sweets
Throw them candy, pet them like dolphins
You’ll be best of friends they’ll ever eat….I mean meet
Stay here forever or until November, whatever comes first
Every day is Summer fun, (The sun is free.  No charge or fee.)
If you have voting chads in question
Dangling there without a care
Bring them with you when come   
We’ll count them for you free of charge
 (Depending what Party you are)


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PEACE

Basking in the sun on a warm summer day
Closing your eyes and drifting away
The day melts into a web of thought as the moon gently masks the sun

Spiraling downward towards the menacing dark
You search your soul for that life giving spark
A hope of love to guide the way to your childhood fun

As the stars move in to greet the moon 
Your inner peace rises to croon
A lullaby to sooth the soul and heart

All negative thoughts scream as they pass by
You’re in control of this wayward ride
Keep humming for your destination isn’t far

How much you desire to live this life of peace
A wish upon a star, some hope, to please
that wondering mind so full of discontent and hate

You hear and see a familiar face
It’s you at age ten just hiding away
in the dark and alone begging to be saved

You reach out to the boy to embrace him
The two of you become one again
Exhilarating this must feel to know you are one

The light behind you shines to show the way
You peacefully walk towards the light with no desire to stay
in this dark and disgusting web that the evil of your mind has spun

You greet the morning sun with love
You gaze upon the sky above
searching the heavens for God’s glory

The skies don’t open as you sit and pray
But a tingling in your heart gives way
to the feeling of peace ending so much pain to your story

This may happen to you my friend
A feeling of loving thyself that never ends
So open your heart and let the blissful peace take over your fear

It won’t be easy to block the evil and negative thoughts
But the alternative is to allow it to fester and rot
Within your heart and soul you can hear the screams come near


So, steer from this evil place you call home my friend
And accept the love, peace, and hope that never ends
It’s your world to conquer not the iniquity of pain!




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Angels in The Form of Friends

The road may seem tough right now like an endless uphill climb.
And you may feel that all lifes struggles is one big waste of time. 
Everyone around you seems happy and not stressed
Yet each and everyday you can’t help but feel more depressed. 

Even though the sun may shine and the day is really bright
All you see is dark clouds looming with only moonless nights.
Looking all around, you see people who pretend to care
And when you wana speak it feels like they wish they weren’t there. 

You build up hate and anger and get frustrated with everyone around
You isolate yourself from the world and in your own sorrows you begin to drown. 
You feel like you are all alone and there’s nobody that you can rely on
It seems like another endless battle that just can’t be won. 

You feel like giving up and so start losing all your faith. 
Wishing that your life would somehow end without the entire wait. 
This is where you have to believe and restore faith in yourself again
And realize you are not alone, there are many who will help ease the pain. 

I know you’ll find it hard to believe that what I’m saying is true
But when the dark clouds break away, the sun will shine right through. 
They will make that up hill climb easier for you to take
and then u will find a smooth road that will cause you no more heartache.

They will be there to hug you tight and listen to all you have to say
Even if you don’t wana speak, they will by your side each day. 
You don’t have to be alone or pretend that you’re okay. 
They can see your fears and help to end the feeling of dismay.

They will never let you go through another difficult path.
But should you cross that way again, they’ll carry you from the start.
So my dear friend, whenever you feel really down.
Remember you have people here to help you keep strong.
 
They are no superheroes or have powers of any sort.
But they are just ordinary people, who will be here to always support. 
They are people who genuinely care and will bring those tears to an end.
Sent with love from God above, they are Angels in the form of Friends….


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It's A Quarter of Eight

It's a quarter of eight and dark outside.
Summer has gone on her downhill slide.
I'm up before the sun has made herself known
And in a few short hours she seems to have flown.
I miss summer already, though she's barely gone.
Not looking forward to winter where nights are so long.
I'm already counting the days until spring.
Just getting through another winter, now there's the thing.
I don't like the cold, I don't like the dark.
Fall is so fleeting, it's barely a lark.
I can't wait for March when pussywillows arrive.
Yes, I'm counting the days 'til the earth comes alive.
It's a quarter of eight and dark outside
And the summer sun has gone off to hide


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Stars

Morning stars so bright
A gift from so far away
That moment is gone


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Come Ride Into Life's Sunset

Written in response to traveling west on a highway facing the sun setting behind dark gray clouds

Come ride into life's uncertain sunset
Where dark clouds may accumulate with dread
Sun's only peeking through mostly ordained
Giving life those moments when with wingspread

One soars in the presence of the Son's love
Feeling His voice tenderly saying come
Feast at my table of gifts tasty, Dove
Focus your eyes upon my beauty some

Ride to life's sunset whatever circumstance
It may present, hold my hand_understand
This is new ground for me_hope accrescence
In love of mankind for heading to promise land

Uncertain skies streaked with gray, sun at bay
Love can lift, sustain, ingrain us for day!

accrescence means growth, continous growth
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The Darkness and the light

I put a warm smile upon my face,
but it's chilled away by an icy wake.

I try humming a happy tune but it's
engulfed by the dark morning gloom.

Darkness crouches round like a scourging
abyss, yet held at bay seemingly waiting 
to be chased away.

I focus my mind on the truth, a new day 
awaits. The glorious sun rise before my
very eyes, it's illuminating radiant proof.

Day break with an amber tint tracing the
horizon. Here comes a glorious soul warming
glow, spirit filled and my hope is rising.



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If Jesus Asks

IF JESUS ASKS


Dew on the grass
Wants to disappear
As a day wakes up
Frightened by the red eyes of sun.

Again all those men
Will remain tireless
For some more hours.
Sharp arrows from their mind
Defeated-
Distance on the earth,
Boundary of the of universe,
Pride of stars being alone,
Even the game fate plays.
But today’s day is tired.

That green tree
Standing naked in a landscape
Used to
Sunbath during winter,
Play with wind on stormy days,
A born again make up
As spring bade good bye,
Or get drenched in rain
Like a farmer’s son.
Old days have enjoyed them all.
That green tree
No more there,
City’s claw has removed,
Roots of its existence.


Is it only that lonely tree
Has been killed by city life!
Did not you see the tears of ocean!
Her tides,
Like a beloved lady
Wanted to wipe out
All weariness of humankind.
And in exchange
Modern life poisoned her heart
With all its senselessness.

When the day,
Wants to hide her face,
From shame.
Men are still preying,
What else is remaining?
What else is  faraway?

When daylight disappears,
They declare
Now penguin’s blood is our subject matter.
Or if this world becomes a bomb in fire
Then we shall hire
Our extraterritorial neighbor
To settle us in space shuttle,
Above the earth atmosphere.
So, the day unwilling to wake up any more.
Only the red eye of sun wakes her up.

Remember how morning birds
Use to sing melodies,
To wake her up.
All that resonance is missing,
As dew fell from leaves to leaves.
Glorious smile of shining water drops
On a lotus leaf
Cry alone now.
Misses how pleasant was twilight’s tune.
In today’s day
Who is there has time for them all.

But every year
There are seminars
To declare
Those entire glorious chapters
Sun, moon, even heaven is not too far.
And many more
All are in the memory of a computer.
But today’s day
Redeye of sun wakes her up.

She doubts,
Are men no more sacred now!
Yes;
May be like polluted water,
As sacred from holy Ganga river.

So one day,
Jesus asks to the heart of mankind,
You have achieved so much,
Your glorious days are here,
Then why you still keep me crucified!
For how many centuries
Shall I remain!

Human child knows age-old answer
‘Its your greatness
To remain there,
So we worship!’

Only red eyes of sun
Wakes another day up.
A day -
No dew falling on her lap.



A poem by GOUTAM HAZRA





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The Moon And The Sun

Breathing goes heavy, heart beating so fast. 
Jumped over the levy, I looked into the past. 
The lights flicker,a thunderous boom. 
The sky lights up, it fills the room. 
Blue moon, Blue moon. 
High up in the sky. 
As it falls down, the Sun Will Ar rise. 
Taking turns, taking turns, like a playground slide. 
As the sun goes down, all hope abides. 
Grief of the strong, grief of the meek. 
As grief takes over, all grow weak. 
Sing songs that the sirens sung, when all is over, it’s just begun. 
The sun’s back up and over again, leaving the dark with nothing to fend. 
Later on the moonlight Ar rise again. 
All sun light dies. 
Illuminating the stars, the world, the sky. 
The sun comes back up! 
May all darkness abide.


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My Shadow



Blackness, a dark version of me, badness, negativity.

No matter how fast i run or were i run too your right behind me.

Even the brightest sun doesn’t destroy you, you only exist because of me.

All i know is when i face the darkness you disappear, but to only return when the sun rises.



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Devils sun to Devils son

Devils sun to Devils son
Blazing sun beads of sweat run down my face
Drowning in my thirst the desert sand burdens
On the edge of sanity is where I fell from grace
Insistent to survive and to relinquish forbidden
Daunting wind breaks the skin fevered despair
Wallowing in regret the memories devastating
Haunting truths my legacy now left in disrepair
Liquid fire her blood to these veins invigorating
Eternal gift within guise the soul is bewildered
Trickery befell me anxious for blind retribution
Her offering left me swoon the plot is delivered
Withering eternity lingers under this devils sun
Fighting the hunger redemption is my affliction
Crawling through scolding sand utterly defiant
Her blood the plot now my hero guided bastion
Vengeful spirit driving my resolve as ever reliant
Revelation with mingled death now enlightens
Clawing down embracing sand my wickedness
Delving deeper cool black my horizon widens
Stamina for survival blood revived agelessness
Healing to waiting locked in dream it has begun
Plotting the paths for my new lover vengeance
Allied by time bloodless creatures this devils son
Her blood now driving my avenging deliverance
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Midnight is almost here

Long after the sun has set,
and the moon has been out for sometime,
and it is full,
and a couple stars twinkle
with no remorse,
the sky is dark purple and blue.
The headlights from hotrods shine through my living room window,
as I sit there listening to the classical station
on the radio
and I sit hunched over my typewriter,
a cigarette hanging from my mouth,
a half bottle of red wine at my possession.
I look at the clock upon the wall,

11:45 P.M.

Ah, midnight is almost here.
Midnight, the turn of a new day,
as I sit there
I breath in,
feel my heart skip a beat,
I turn to the radio and click it off.
the classical nocturne of Chopin disappears into thin air.
I put out my cigarette,
cork the bottle of wine.
I type one last poem,
before the end of the night,
before the night goes away
into the past.
Then I think to myself,
Goodbye old day,
oh, what memories I created along with the shining of the sun?
Then I write about the midnight slowly approaching,
slowly climbing to the zero hour,
the hour of:
a new day,
a new hour,
a new life,
a new start,
a new woman,
a new adventure,
a new everything,
a new anything,
a new politician,
a new choice of lunch,
a new walk around the block,
a new time,
a new day,
a new sun,
and a new moon,
and after a new day,
a new night,
and another midnight,
and a new cigarette with be lit,
a new bottle of wine will be open,
and drunk with responsibility,
and all will be good
and everything with come into place,
with a new day,
and a new life,
a new midnight.
The start of a night soon will come.

It is now 11:52 P.M. 

I've been writing
for seven minutes,
eight more minutes till a new day,
till a new beginning!
I'm tired,
I'm going to bed.
Have a goodnight.


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Werewolf

Everything glitters
after dark.

Little by little,
I fell out of love with the sun,
slipping between the black and the white.

I started to appreciate the sound 
of music with hot loving.
So good, so giving.
Blood so hot, you barely notice that it's boiling,
until everything's on fire, 
everything's moving.
(It hurts so good, it doesn't)

And now,
I can't sleep for the need, it litters
my mind like an infectious disease.
(Though I'd been searching for it)

Little by little,
I caught it, 
hands open,
palms burning.

Anything seems bigger
spread by shadows.
Now I think faster, 
laugh louder,
love harder, 
go quicker.

And when the morning sun litters
the sky,
it's an unwanted savior
to people like us. 
(Because we know what's best, 
we've seen what's better)

So we rest a little,
hiding strangeness with normalcy,
lust with routine.
But when the sun sets, 
I watch with curiosity,
shadows wake and spread 
(as if it's the first time) 
legs open, arms wide, 
inviting me in 
to stop pretending
I'm something that I'm not.

Little by little,
I don't need much of anything,
knowing that love 
will find me
in unusual ways.

Maybe it already has
but I lost count of ways...
too in love with shadows...
too in love with the night...

Too late.


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Remember the Sky

The sun hugs the peaks

Climbing the hilltops searching 

For the valley that it seeks,

The night begins receding 

Attempting to outrun the inevitable

The shadows nearly escape the light

Which the dark finds unacceptable,

As it hides out of sight

Waiting for its chance to infect

The light that seizes the day,

The moon holds the sun in great respects

Offering half the day’s pay

When suddenly the clouds grasp the sky

Wanderers of vapor

That float so high

Painting the sky like ink soaked paper.

But before this scene

Becomes part of the self-destruction, 

Remember the peace is only a screen

Shielding a dark premonition.


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Do Not Disturb

          Do Not Disturb

While walking through the bush one day
Hot sun burning the planet to a cinder
I happened upon a black mamba snake
When I say “happened upon” I mean stepped upon
The creature had no legs or toes or shoes
It knocked me off my feet with one swift strike
Signs all over nature read, “Do Not Disturb”
If only I could read I would have read them
Instead I’m feeling a little woozy 
Thinking about a nap
Perhaps a cracker with some tea would perk me up
With luck I might make it to supper by three
Or the cemetery
 


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Cup Of Trembling

Written April 24, 2013


Beside me, the weeds are overgrown
Against my house, my home
Those streets I used to roam
As a child young and free
Oh how the time has flown
From here and there in history
There lies a time that comforts me

Words and letters overused
All the paths I have perused
On the journey for the key
Of happiness towards which this leads
Or so I used to think
Before the system found
What it aimed to find
Beneath the shutters and blinds, of my mind

Do you know the way
That man will follow knelt to pray
Of the lamb and jars of clay
The man who makes us wait and stay
For what feels eternity
The ocean sprays its misty breeze
On everyone who stops to see
The light and dark caressing me
O'er purple mountain majesty

Come and rest your head with me
Come tell us of your tragedy
And when you'll send my way a sign
And how you'll get the blind to see
Oh cup of trembling will you be
The judging wave come over me
Or will you wait and part the sea
When I'm prepared to see

Tell me all that you may know
From the melting of the snow
Bares nature's bosom in the glow
Of the moon, and the sun
Does it matter who has won
No matter where the river runs
The dark of night will always come


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RAIN

RAIN

 
To quench the thirst of this blazing earth,
The doors of heavens opened and inhabitants of earth celebrated their rebirth.
                                                                                             
In thousands radiant, sparkling rain drops poured
While the dark sky above did roared. 

Trees, plants & herbs radiated their lush green colour dark
Tiny ants and insects took shelter in its wet bark.

Lightning, thunderstorms, like trumpet blew
Welcoming the new world and giving the scorching heat adieu.

Birds made merry and created veritable bedlam
Water filled in rivers, seas and dams.

It fell and swept the dust of this dusty earth
Fell like cleaning the sin of this heinous world.

And suddenly sun appeared from behind the dark clouds
Rain now slowed down, termites and ants left their mounds.
                                                                                                        
Rain drops like tiny prisms
Glorious and marvelous of all seasons,
Proliferated by sun light
Made a kaleidioscope of light,
Up above in the sky, God blessed us from that height
Like seven stars and seven ages, heaven blessed us with seven divine lights 
Stretching from east to west encircling the entire globe the raindrop displayed its 
might.

Rain came and blessed us with its showers
Blessed us with its divine drops, which fell on this thirsty earth and scented like 
sweet flowers.

To quench the thirst of this blazing earth
Rain came and cooled the burning hearth.                                      


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Crisp winds

I wake to the crisp winter air

I feel the wind so cool in the night

My soul seems to want to take flight


I hear the lonely winds so cool in the clouds

the  birds chirp a song to waken the others

two hungry shadows lurk in the breeze


So dark this morning in time

waiting for the sun to rise

I hear scampering around the tree's


Hoping to hear your voice

hoping to see your hand in my day

seeing the shadows keeps me longing for your embrace


The sun rises and the leaves seem crisp

ready for snow this morning

the clouds are grey and the wind seems to have

went away.


I close my eyes and see the sun

the sun shines deep in my soul

waiting for my master to take control.



Written by©Betty Bolden

11-11-04


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Candle

In the dark, but yet
I am the light 
But yet I still see 
Nothing
Stiff and still I sit in this 
 world surrounded 
By wax and 
I sit in the dark and 
Wait,
Wait till their lights
Have gone out, wait till
The darkness surrounds them 
I wait for them to light
My whisk
And my stiff cold wax
Begins to slowly meld 
Around me
But just before the wax 
Around me melts away
Their lights turn back on,
The sun begins to rise,
And my lights goes out so
I continue to sit in 
My world surrounded by wax
And I sit in the dark unable to 
See 
Even though I am the light
The wax that surrounds me
Stays stiff and cold
So I wait,
I wait till their lights go back out
And the sun has set
And once again  
They are surrounded 
By the darkness I live in 
I wait for them to light my wish
And my wax to slowly melt away
So that I may also see the 
Light 
That brightens their day.


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When darkness falls

 Day and night, that

 separating plight. A

 flat-line of light has

 begun. As darkness

 falls see how fright

 sets in us all, during

 these darkened hours.

 Ending up in a cowering 

 state of disarray with no 

 escape. All that can be done

 is to wait upon the rise of

 our magnificent glowing

 sun.


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Angel Bound

Angel Bound
Abandoned on the precipice slowly you step to the view
Looking down at sand and stone is this the end your due
Thinning air as the wind grows its persistence against you
Upward you look past the clouds of white and sky of blue
Memories are insistent while within yourself you debate
Can the wind carry me up or is the fall below my true fate
Fear is your companion while defiance solidifies your state
Time is impatient ever watching as you linger making it wait
Stepping back from the abyss dusted earth carries and clings
Gathering your storm focused on what your decision brings
Perpetual silence until within the coil a softened voice sings
Deepened breath and open eyes as you spread your wings
Stretched and free the clouds break as you feel ready to fly
Running fast as you race to the edge never saying goodbye
Illuminating sun inspires and glimmers to a tear in your eye
Leaping over what looms wings out you reach up for the sky
Truth flees as you start to fall could you have been mistaken
The sun dissipates the feathers pull away your hope is shaken
Crashing into sand and stone as from this dream you awaken
Chains rattle you’re still the winged captive forced to be forsaken


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Ethiopian Sun

            Ethiopian Sun

My first born son, Bon, died today in my arms
Thin arms, swollen stomach, flies touching
The cold glazed eyes of his tiny body
My tears can’t save him
Quench what was thirst
Or wash away the sins of living
He will never know to read or write
He did not know the name of his own land
And killer Ethiopian sun
Which he just died under
Or his sister, sweet Biny
Who lost her life at the hands
Of the bandit war lords Marxist Berg
I laid her ravaged body down under sun and dying
Endangered Hagenia Abyssinica tree  
With no hope in Ethiopia  
Soon, all would be gone

9/23/14 Free Verse Poem- Poetry Contest


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Blue Bird

Blue Bird

All alone inside of my magical little paradise called my mind is an peaceful and quiet, the sun is like a gentle kiss on the cheek, and the people are just so warm and friendly but watch out because if you open your eyes everything you once knew will be gone. This magical little realm has an bloody little twist to it. The sun that was once as comforting as an warm blanket was in fact the glistening moon and the empty black sky, and the people are now all blood thirsty monsters that are no longer affected by the sun light are now out for blood.

I run to escape the sickening but yet oh so enticing scent of blood and failure, I run to escape the screams of those who's lives were cut just too short, and I run to escape the sight of the undead, blood thirsty zombies who are on the hunt for others to join their group. I'm running, running to safety and security but all the time there's nothing but pit falls and traps. I'm running and success isn't that far away but just then I see prince charming I stop and become distracted by his promising words but just then he too becomes a monster. I scream and try to run but I just can't you trap me in fire and I can't escape. 

My mind goes numb, I can feel the darkness further enclose around me, my mind goes blank, and I forget about everything. On the inside I'm screaming, fighting, kicking to get away but on the outside I'm a love sick puppy. I know I'm stronger than this but there's something about you that I just can't get over. Just as the darkness seems to grow closer an light appears and an blue bird fights off my nightmare monster and takes me back to my snowy paradise where I'm safe and at peace and I continue my lonely dark and cold path to my brightly lite future with the little blue bird by my side reminding me that I am and will forever be loved by both my family, people who actually care about me, and god.


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THE PRIMORDIALS

As the evening sun dipped in the blood-red horizon,
A gust of Silence came, whispered and then hushed
The warm air that was hastily passing the dungeon
Of thick scrub where the quivering grasses blushed.

The last flickering of Sun vanished and it was time.
Darkened, It was time for hunting and to be hunted.
The primordial cycle of hunt began in a raw chime
Of survival for the fittest. All hunt now enchanted.

Night here is so horrifying, even the Breeze dares
To sound its airy hum. Predators roam everywhere.
From the high branches, dark caves, dark soil-crater
And thick bushes, the primordial Eye of Death stares.

The Primordial creatures trample, fly, glide, clutch
With their teeth, claws, peaks soaked in the blood.
Creatures perish, new creatures emerge here in such
A world of Hunters, Hunted. All wander like cloud.


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His Impeccable Light

How over powering are the sun beams making up the illumines  configuration of the blinds
that try so hard to withstand them. I experience the presence of their warm inviting bliss
every moment the mountains release their vibrant prisoner. But why is it that we so try to
push  back the sun with draw string and axel? Are we guilty with dark in fear that the sun
would over shout our sins and judge us till our faces burn with rosy red its anger of our
nakedness? 
	How God he tries every morning, every benevolent wake of morning to illuminate us with
the warmth of his impeccable light. And oh how sad how dreary we pull back the blinds
grossly jubilant with the dark that stretches like blankets to fit our broken homes. Oh
must He be judged the way we fear that He would judge us? How deviated, misguided are we. 
	So let me ask, what were to happen if we were to burst open the blinds - rip them tear
them tangle them into a mangled mess?
What if we opened the rusted pane, kept bold for the presence of God?
How warm would our homes be, how inviting would our lives be for God, how anxious we would
be for morning's wake.
	So how, I find my self asking, can I begin to rip away the shield that kept me hidden for
so long?
	How can one remove the nails that kept into the wall?
How can one trust to be caught if they're too scared to fall? Its no secret, no puzzled test.
Put your doubt to rest. No need for flesh hands to worry about the pain. God will help you
rip the blinds from the window pane. That's his promise in the blood that the nails
themselves pierced to wood. And where are those nails now? Lost within the sands of this
earth, along with the blinds and the darkness and the sin we stained our hearts in.
	Love is all in. So lets do the same for God.


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just having fun

bills and more bills same old story
just another busy day
i missed the bus and i got no money 
well not enough to catch the train
if i leave now i will be late i might get off with a verbal warning
but who cares now the sun is out time to play no bitter dawning

i used to think every one would give a dam
id see the dark cloulds moving accross the sun
hussel and hurry of the city as the day ends without leaving me in tears
and as the dark clouds move across the sun 
im kicking back in the park just having fun


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IN THE NAME OF ETERNAL LOVE

IN THE NAME OF ETERNAL LOVE

Since you have left, my one and only,
the sun became perfectly cold.
Its golden heart,
completely forgotten, lies in the golden cradle:
Oh, Lord, the sun is so cold,
it wrapped itself around my heart,
like a vampire's golden claw.
Its cold fingers of gold
are ripping off parts of my heart
and throwing its bloody food at death's feet.
I am looking for the shadow to save me,
the same shadow
in which you used to read my poems,
whose verses were so touching and yearning,
so perfectly life-like and human
when your soft voice sent them on their way to people's hearts.
If I knew that I'd touch the sky with my verses
and revive you
to warm my cold heart,
and the entire cold world around me,
I would agree at once to brand my verses with my own blood.
But the sun is still so cold
and shining like gold:
cold and deadly blinding;

They say that the night,
the dark night,
is the right place for dying,
but you know, my one and only,
that this is not true,
because you left me when the sun shone at its brightest,
and when the golden stream murmured across the white heavenly fields
gilding our verses.
Oh, Lord, death in a golden dress must be so noble,
when it takes the soul to meet the angels.
You know, my one and only,
that our verses
that joined us with an unbreakable brace of love and immortal memories,
these dear and painfully lively verses are my only link to you now.
While solitude whips me, I voice myself in our verses
into the sky,
to approach you
so closely as to hear your voice
when you read our verses to angels.
While the present haunts me to the past,
I am chasing my spirit towards the golden cradle
to become a blood brother to the newborn verse,
because my end is near;

They say that the night,
the dark night,
is the right place for dying,
but my place is on the golden hearse,
right next to the golden cradle,
right next to the newborn verse,
when the sun is at its warmest and brightest,
when the sun's golden hearts is lively ticking in fiery breasts –
so that death may await me in the golden cradle,
like you, my one and only,
so that we may sow our verses
along white heavenly fields:
because it cannot be any other way,
it should not be any other way
in the name of eternal love.

©Walter William Safar
 
  






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Just The Thought

It is always so dark and lonely at night
It does not seem possible the sun will shine bright
In the wee small hours as I sit in my cab
The world is cold and awfully drab

The thought of you warms me like the sun
Just the thought of driving homewards I come
The feel of that glow as I sit on my own
Can take away the feeling that I am alone

To know that you’ll be there when I return
Will banish the loneliness which is my concern
To greet you each morning with a hug and a kiss
Makes night time more bearable and morning such bliss
 
You’re the sun in my day and the sun in my night
Makes me so happy makes things all right
You light up my life through only a thought
Into my whole life the sun you have brought

So it may be dark and lonely at night
It may fill some people with dread and fright
Thanks to you my nights are clear as day
You are able to brighten my life in that way


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The Dreamers

Where do the dreams of the night take us
When poets falls asleep, oh moon tell us where?
And no more tears shall we weep when we are there
How do dreams fade in the setting sun of our nightmares?
How does the seam open from the clothes of our cares?
How do we get back all we lost from the wars of our fears?
How do we love again and at what cost from the song of our tears?

Truley we have beseeched the one
Beyond the valley of the setting sun 
Flew past the dark arrows of the archer
Only to be poisoned by the dark arrows of the scorpion
And found no antidote in the belly of the sky's fishes.
Now every night on our knees we pray for our dream's wishes.


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The Sky Cried

Early one morning the sky
Was filled with so much sadness

As it watched the dark clouds
Began to form

So thick was the clouds the sun
Decided to rest

The sky began to cry with
Such a mighty down pour

It spilled over the hills and
Mountains the water flowed

It cried all that day and cried all
That night

“Oh” how sad the sky felt that
Day without the sun to shine and
Dry it’s tears

The sun rose early at the dawning
Of a new day coming

Peeping from behind the dark “ole”
Clouds

The sun decided to come on out and
Warm the sky

And send the dark clouds running, running
Away
And the sun
Wiped the tears free from the beautiful
Sky

The sky was so happy it smiled and danced
And showed it’s beautiful blue lining

While the sun shine bright and smile so
Merrily
“Oh” how happy it was this one Special day 


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True Love

I will not say I love you
For love dies a dark death
And the light I feel radiates from deep within myself
I cannot stay by your side 
For your shadow overwhelms my soul
And the sun always sets
Leaving behind only darkness to chill the soul
Your life is too bright
For me to sit beside you
And send you off on that journey to eternity
I cannot watch your beauty be devoured by that cold light
For if I were to hold your hand until the end
The sting of release would plunge me into utter chaos
So let our romance live in memories 
For death comes to everything

Death comes to everything
The sun gives way the dark night
As the shinning light is devoured by emptiness
The twinkling star
Which once granted youths simple wishes 
Burns out before we even realize it’s gone
Each second dies 
As it turns into minutes
And the minutes 
Too soon turn into unremembered hours
The beautiful glow of fall
Fades into the chill of winter
And the peaceful spring
Succumbs to the blaze summer
Love becomes tarnished through the years
And beauty fades
Nothing lasts forever


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Dark is the Night

With day full of sleep, moon falls in the river.
Its beams danced on water with shadows of trees
to a beat of rhythm from wind till it died 
and buried in music of quietness of night. 
With perfume of flowers giving weight to air
cool of dark beauty night’s peace granted prayer.

Cathedral as reverent as echoed Lords prayer
as gentle as songs by frogs from the stream.
Harmony hanging in a gemstone sharp air,
with touch of sadness as dim sparklers in tyrees
while chirping of crickets brings richness to night
This will be the hour which wretchedness died.

The stars in the heaven pronounces day's death,
still speaks of the coming of fresh morning prayer
as glorious moon-glow reigns above night
while weak light reflects off bountiful river
twinkling in beams through branches of trees,
gives a roar of stillness through paper thin air.

The sky and the dark and the shadows of air
The river, moon and the sun as it died.
As leaves slowly descend from generous trees.
An answer it seems to nights granted prayers
it all means little to approaching rivers
which has born witness of deceit of the night.

So quick in the darkness will charge storms of night?
Critical lighting strikes in tranquilized air
heaved by the wind once magnanimous river
thunder and rain, wind and foreboding of dead 
comes terror and fear and murmuring prayers
amongst shacking of limbs and bowing of trees.

Fierce is the storm and with uprooting of trees
as wind rips and cries through cover of darkness.
All creatures will witness the dark Devil’s prayer
as thunder splits atoms of wild burdened air.
The night  cannot sleep till storm’s ferry dies
and silence of night returns to the rivers.

Storms of the night and night’s peace granted prayer.
Shadows of trees and moonbeams on the river 
but rising of sun will bring death to night’s air.





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Venus is love

Venus trines at midnight
Harvester of our dark side
These bright stars are blinding our sight
Its the way her face looks in the moonlight

We shine bright in this life

The Galaxy swoon the Moon
It happened way too soon
While the Sun flowers were still in bloom
They were shooting stars all over her room

Boom Boom
Sparkles flying all over the sky
Doom
Reaching blackholes way up high...

Thats why the birds cry
Why do we have to die?
Why, why, do we have to lie?
Why cant we just dance in the absent light at night?

As planet Earth turns, we burn inside
Does anyone know how to operate this flight?
We are flying way up high, in the sky
And we are all about to die


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to the ku klux klan Part 2

We are all essentially African. That's where humanity first took birth.
Some then left Africa to populate every land mass on planet earth.
Those of us who remained in equatorial Africa kept our very dark protective skin.
It served as a natural sun block, 
preventing harmful ultra violet rays from contaminating our bodies from within.
As we migrated closer to the poles we began to slowly depigmentize. 
It was an evolutionary trade off, one might call evolutionarily wise.
The rays of the sun when closer to the poles 
are not as harsh as in sub tropical Africa and the pole's climate is cold.
Where as in Africa we walked naked with our protective dark skin,
The poles were colder. We wore clothing over our slowly depigmentizing skin.
Depigmentizing all the quicker because of very little exposure to the sun at all.
Because we differ in skin color doesn't mean anything good or bad at all.
We were and still are all the same human specie, unlike our cousins, the extinct Neanderthal.
We are all homo sapiens. We are all the one and only Human Race. 
In a nutshell, that says it all.
To All Hate Groups Out There and hate individuals too.
Be forewarned. Be aware. Your over due extinction is about to come true.
I speak for all with knowledge who have truly evolved too,
"We All Welcome The Extinction Of All The Ignorance Created By All Of You."
You should all welcome it too, so that all of you can truly, for the common good, 
intellectually evolve too.


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Before the Sun

Before the Sun rises, I feel the cool breezes of night
They wrap around me in clean fashion of frills
Cold and moving in twirling soft balls
They roll down in loose bundles from the dark hills

Before the Sun rises, I hear the sweet melodies of the birds
In the dark I can only sense in their direction
They sing in echoes that ride the breezes of night
The chords loom in flows of perfection

Before the Sun rises, I see the edges of the day 
In the sky behind the horizon they creep
Slowly bringing light to the lands where I stand
Such a moment of luminescent brilliance to keep

Before the Sun rises, I smell the sweetness of the damp grasses
Heavy with dew and little cobwebs dripping wet
The country scent dances around my nose tip-toeing
A moistened comfort I feel and I connect

Before the Sun rises, and shines the day on me and reveals
I can eaves drop on Life and be a part
Life doesn’t run away from me just before the Sun rises
Being there, right there brings peace to my heart


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Around & about

Down and out i go
up and over you push me 
to build a better soul

Left to right from left
Here you are just looking 
so deep within my self

Some teach you the sky is gray 
Some teach you that the sun is dark 
Some teach you that happiness 
is a girl in a party dress, party dress

Around and about we go
There we are just walking 
Through the town of love

Silent thoughts we speak
In my eyes you see
it just the two of us

Some teach you that the sky is gray
Some teach you that the sun is dark 
some teach you that happiness 
Is a girl in a party dress


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The Night of the Moon

It's the night of the moon
and though it's not in my sight.
The magic will be here soon.
The full moon takes the stage tonight.

I feel as low as the tide. 
The dark clouds set the tone.
Watching waves and sand collide.
I walk the beach all alone.

The clouds are fighting the sun.
They can't keep the bright light behind.
Sunset and beauty become one.
Doubt and hope crowd my mind.

Brilliant hues of orange,pink,and red
contrasting with clouds dark and gray
The sun paints a picture before bed
and then takes the painting away.

Splashing way out there in the sea.
Winking stars playfully laughing out loud.
I wonder,how this can be?
The night wont carry a cloud.

Where have all the clouds gone?
They've been plucked out of the sky.
The battle with the sun was been won.
I question not how, only why?

There's a bright glow in the west.
The curtain goes up for the show.
Dancing lights on the water are next.
Slowly rising the moon seems to grow.

Sometimes it's such a spiritual thing.
When nature reveals what it can truly do.
I can almost hear this moon sing.
So extravagant, it must be alive too.

My memory goes back to a time.
When the moon stole the show like this. 
I was with a girl that was so fine
and remembered that,that night we kissed.

But my memories are what had me down. 
I can't remember too many good.
There was the clouds at sundown
and suddenly I understood.

If I only kept good thoughts in my minds eye
and make all the bad ones just finish.
Maybe then my thoughts wont seem to magnify
what my memory can't seem to diminish.

Out with the bad thoughts in with the new. 
I'll fill my head with good memories only. 
But it seems that there are so few
that my thoughts might just get lonely.

That makes a smile come to my lips
and I wonder, did I just laugh out loud?
I watch enchanted as the moon slips
across the sky without a cloud.

My mood has changed I realize.
I knew I felt that pull.
Now I know hope never dies.
Hope lives in a moon this full.


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Sunrise

As I sit here once again at my window,
I close my eyes and imagine,
That I’m sitting on a mountaintop,
Watching the sunrise,

And it is still dark at my window,
But I can see those vibrant colors,
Fading into the dark sky,
Making it lighter;

I can feel the stones beneath my body,
And I see the valleys around me,
And I feel the breeze,
Cool and refreshing.

The sunrise fills my mind,
Its colors of gold and pink,
It shines so brightly in my mind’s eye.
It is so beautiful…

I open my eyes, 
And stare out into the dark,
Which is not really dark anymore,
Because it is getting lighter;

And the sun starts to rise,
For real, not just in my mind,
And again those colors fill my eyes,
And fill me with peace.

I look out at the mountains,
And watch the sun peek out behind them,
And I watch the golden and pink sunrise,
Fill the sky once again.


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Heart Upon the Water

the sun shines 
threw the dark clouds
onto the lake 
making an impression to the world 
a heart it shows 
as the sunlight glows 
from the dark sky onto the ocean’s beach 
this heart is out of reach
it looks nice from the shore
try to catch it, you won’t 
it’s a heart that will never be touched
by a man or by any human hand 
it will never stay 
as the night turns into day 
this is something far out of reach 
a lesson this heart will teach 
chase it if you wish 
this love is a fetish
swim after it if you may
this heart will never stay
as the night turns into day  


This poem was inspired by the sun shinning threw a heart shaped hole in the 
clouds casting a heart upon the water


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Life's not full of love, it's full of hate

Standing on the lowest point on the earth
With burning heart giving me sensation of hearth
On such a cold dark night 
Without a vision of an angel upon my sight

I wonder by here all alone each and every day
Without my heart, my life, passing through my way
Oh my sun has left me never to rise 
Leaving me helpless, my life’s a despise

But my love, you are worth all the while 
The whole world stops with your single smile
I’m just a admirer nothing more than that 
My life’s a cold floor now, you were my mat

By those sweetly spoken words form your lip
My heart runs, your words are always there to keep
Worse than me, my heart’s the one who’s hurt so much
I miss your smile, your voice your silent touch

Every time I dream I miss you
Feels like holding you picture and kiss you
Years have gone but you I haven’t forgotten
Guess how hard it’s to live without a sun 

Ask me the pain of that, it’s been ages
That’s the only reason I’m filling blank pages
Rejoice in life is not for me
Pain in heart, happy for others to see



Like the candle burning beside me, my heart burns
Through these veins of mine, your vision runs
It’s so hard to hold the tears filled in the eyes
To search for the sun at night in the skies

To be in dark room full of fears
With songs of depression into my years
It’s so easy to be a girl, loved by all 
Unlike boys, never happy in life, always to crawl

Surrounded by the world I’m just a pawn
Without you in my head form dusk to dawn
For as your love I’m out of tear I can’t cry
I’m so young now for me to die

But to die for you, you are really worth it
Still I’m alive, for us to meet
Its not that I can’t die for thee 
I can’t live without you in front of me to see 

How can I even think of dying?
I’d rather be happy like this, always crying
I’ll wait for you till I make sea of tears
I’ll really wait even if it will take thousand of years

You are really beautiful and always jolly
My dear I’m ugly and always melancholy 
You my love, your life’s always a bloom
But my life, oh poor me always a gloom

Without a single picture of you, I wait
Without my heart by my side, my life still a gait
A sad feeling inside my heart, always to born 
Life full of pain sorrow and frisson

Sitting on my bed, this precious time I kill
The empty blank pages on copy is what I fill
Life’s what you decide, not of your fate
Life's not full of love it's full of hate


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cold black skies

broken moons and shattered stars
dark cold days no more sunshine rays
days and nights pass by so fast staring threw my looking glass
cold dark nights leak acid rain theres no more sun just all this pain
loneliness is all i have gained
the days are hot but there is no sun feeling like the darkness has won
black dark eyes without a care a dark cold heart with so much dispare
frozen lakes rivers too the ski is no longer blue
the sun don't shine the birds wont sing
a fallen angel with a broken wing
make the sun shine so bright 
bring back the stars that make the night
sing me a song with so much love
open my heart to the light above
fly for me and be my star
please look after me where ever you are
be my sun that lights my path
be my moon that lights the night ski
be the wind that passes me by
so please no more broken moons and shattered stars
no more feelings of emptiness inside
its only the wind passing me by.


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Here comes the moon

Oh, once again, the sun is sleeping 
One last smile, of which he is greeting
To leave behind the day so fine
To have glazed so well, so divine

In his mind he might have thought 
Am I the only reason for hot?
Am I good or am I bad?
Do I make people happy do I make them sad?

The world there is always remains
The thought in minds always refrains
Oh so dark is now as the sun has left
Hard days work end up in a virtual rest

In that sky oh so blue oh so vast
A blaze of gold for the time it last 
King of the day with his entire blaze
Leaves us the dark full of sage

Oh yes brightness he has always made
In the top, a reason for shade
To leave us all to come so soon
There goes the sun here comes the moon




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Your Light

The light of the sun will shine down
Hiding all of those little frowns
The rainbow is painting your mask
Illusions are an every day task

The heat of the sun will delude
The greatest minds are its fruit
It helps you become your belief
Your sun is not my relief

I live in dark I can see
Your hate, pain and envy
I thought I just saw you die
In my eyes you’re just another lie

The minute that I step into light
It’s blinding, it’s far too bright
Stop me before I am dead
You’re pushing, killing instead

Please, show mercy on me
Controlling what wants to be free
Just because you cannot see
Doesn’t mean I cannot believe
You’ve killed me

I lived in dark and could see
Your hate, pain and envy
I know you have died
So many times, how much lies?
I crawl back into the dark
Your lies have just hit their mark
Darkness is now the thing that I crave
Anything else is just another grave
Lift me up and surprise
I now feel so high
The mask will fade from my face
I’m free now in every way
You keep trying to pull me from this
Why can’t I be with bliss?


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Sun Still Sleeps

Once again the sun still sleeps
I haven't slept well for about two weeks
Its not here, the dark is haunting me,
I fear the the sun is taunting me.
Why must the sun still be in hiding?
How long will it be gone?
Where could it be?
Why is the sun asleep?

There is no light
Everything is pitch-black,
All the surroundings are completely dark,
The electricity does not give enough light,
All the demons seem as if they will stay,
They have not yet gone away,
Not last week, and not tomorrow,
When will the sun come out and end my sorrow?

The sun still sleeps,
The dark is making me weak,
Why isn't there any light?
Can we flee the dark when time brings night?
I'm not sure if the sun ever will rise,
Maybe it's just hidden from my eyes,
I never realized how much I would miss the sun,
But for now, the sun still sleeps....