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Details | Quatrain | |

The Love of a Gentle Man

There is a place where the land bows down to kiss the misty tide,
Where rolling waves bring memories of the place my heart resides.
There among the old fishing shacks that stretch along the shore,
I find the thing I’m longing for, in your sweet embrace once more.

We sit together on a weathered log I carve my initials on,
And as you mend the fishing net, I sing your favorite song,
“Oh Danny Boy”, falls on the wind and floats across the bay,
As you smile at me and melt my heart, with words you do not say.

Beneath a golden sun with the fish and the smell of wild flowers,
A little girl and her Grandpa, sit happily and while away the hours,
And when the sun dips in the bay, we put the mended nets away,
And hand-in-hand walk home again, to the end of a perfect day.


                                    ~~~~~~

Author:  Elaine George




(In loving memory of Theodore Evans - My Grandfather)


Details | Alliteration | |

Suburban Summer

 , 
riddles N' rainbows paintbrush the day
summer's heaviness invades
rain circumvents geraniums 
ant's N' azaleas dance through sidewalks 
where tiny green grass creep 'neath weeds 
to see sun seed grey with bright 
frogs N' grasshoppers flop along
best friends 
when storm clouds bend beyond old oak trees

boys N' girls skip rope, 
Double Dutch N' such 
up N' down the cul de sac curve

moms N' dads pretend everything's ok 
when they've long since strayed away
from light N' love
gloves come off
when lights go out 
they scream N' shout
the children barely notice
yet they'll feel the coldness N' cold shoulders 
as it's gets colder N' colder
just not days N' nights like now
fuss N' fights have no place 
right here N' right now
along these roasting roads
where ticky tack homes 
crowd suburbia 

where riddles N' rainbows paintbrush the day
summer's heaviness invades 
as nature n' naïve children play...
today , 

~JSLambert 2014


Details | Narrative | |

The Bottomless Pit

From the bottom of an abandoned gravel pit
behind my childhood home, seated, 
leaning against its hardpacked sandy side,
he watched the July sun set,
the empty prescription bottle at his side.

Did he walk that day to his unnatural fate
slowly, shoulders rolling like a big cat,
alternating first one, then the other, 
forward, head bent, one black errant
curl tumbling across his troubled forehead.

Did he hesitate or did he hurry
and did he think of me, just 12,
soon to be fatherless, before he
began his two weeks of decomposing
in the hot Texas sun until
the man on horseback found him
while looking for a lost calf. 

I couldn't blame my mother 
for the divorce she filed.
I had wanted him to leave, too,
and hadn't I prayed he would die
when he dragged her over the yard,
by a handful of her hair clasped
tightly in his fist,
because she had cut it without his permission.
		
Especially the next day when I found
the clump of auburn hair caught in the lush 
purple blooms of the wisteria bush,
I wanted him to die.

He played his harmonica for me,
and I sang, "Daddy's Little Darling, 
Don't you think I'm sweet?"
But I prayed my dad would die,
and though I asked God to ignore those
prayers of terror, I will never be able to
love enough wayward men to save my dad.



Details | I do not know? | |

Freedom from the Wall

Clouds unite
they end all fight
darkness prevails
the bride with no veil
to see with no eyes
why do we despise
as the world does turn
our minds they do churn
thinking too much
my mind loses clutch
and the wall does grow
so high i cannot throw
my words at your mind
they fall short then behind
frustration sets in
as the sun goes to fin
the darkness will win
not i as this is my sin
i will glance with no stare
find the pain that is there
and the wind will be fair
as it carries my prayer
one day you will feel
what i meant to steal
as the darkness will peel
my pain from this real
communicate i cant
i try but its faint
i turn on my pain
i turn on my pain
i turn on my pain
i cannot regain
i want to show the day
that the sun will remain
as the clouds unite
they don't end all fight
it is i that must cite
it is i that must fight
for only i can prevail
only minds can grow stale
if not used you will trail
if not used you will fail
if not seen its your grail
if not noticed your in hell
i will try to tell all
i must try to not fall
only you will be seen
in my eyes of ever clean
that the tears will one day fall
down my cheek in all glory
as they will be of not pain
but rejoice as i gain
and rejoice we shall reign
to the water of no shame
as i finally can blame
no one else for my rain
and all the world will see
it was i that was freed
it was i with no creed
that was released to bleed


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

By Degrees

September I gazed outside with unease
When I heard it will fall in the sixties.
Then dad said we’ll soon be losing degrees;
To me these things sounded like tragedies.

Why do we have say bye to degrees?
I never knew they were our enemies.
Tell me the truth ‘cause I hate when you tease.
I’m begging you, dad, I need to know please?

I dreamed degrees were no bigger than fleas
That could saddle up on the backs of bees,
And buzz along in rows of twos and threes
Then vanish amongst the tallest of trees.
 
Dad replied, you’ll learn it all by degrees,
So I gave up on him and asked Louise
To see if she knew much about degrees.
My sister said they’re in geometry.

She drew a large L, and said this big cheese
Is a right angle; called ninety degrees.
Angles take their shape by connecting these
Points together, denoted with ABC’s.

Right angles were proved by Isosceles,
And two of them are complimentary.
Whatever this had to do with degrees
Was another of life’s big mysteries.

I pictured angles of many degrees
Popping out from books of geometry.
As gulls that appear as a flock of vees
Flying above all of the seven seas.

I then asked my mom, can you help me please
Concerning my questions about degrees?
Sure, hon, she said, see those sugar cookies
They baked at three hundred fifty degrees.

Oh my goodness mom, you say that all these
Are as hot as the sun without a breeze?
Of course not, silly, there only cookies;
They’re made to raise money for charities.

I thought if the sun was made of cookies?
Of course I’d prefer that better than peas.
But anyways, would the universe freeze?
Whether out of cookies, or peas, or cheese?

Since I was still puzzled about degrees
I ran back upstairs, with difficulties.
Knowing my brother was sick with disease,
I crawled in his room on both hands and knees.

Dad was there too, but his face showed worries
Tom’s temp reached over one hundred degrees.
So I touched his forehead, and thought, oh jeez
It would melt bowls of M&M candies.

I imagined if Tom had to sneeze,
Would the juice burn through the land and seas?
And make it all the way to the Chinese;
Would it infect all their towns and cities?
 
To Dad’s home office I went ill at ease
And when dad came in I asked him if he’s
Going to lower Tom’s hundred degrees?
Dad said don’t worry, he has expertise.

He showed me one of his MD degrees
That you can earn at Universities.
He said if Tom rests and catches some zees
He’ll soon be totally free of disease.

I thought instead of Universities
I’d join the circus and learn the trapeze,
Or perhaps be a clown so that I can squeeze
Into a small car that runs without keys.

I think on that day I learned by degrees
That they can cook, and measure disease.
Fit on the wall, are in geometry
Yet I’m perplexed to the umpteenth degree. 


Details | Free verse | |

Happy Valentines Day

My Dearest Little Sister, Hope this finds YOU and YOURS Healthy and High in
the Spirit. Happy Valentines             Day            Flowers, Candlelight Dinner
would have said chocolate                 !                 but I think YOU said to me
YOU don't eat chocolate                                         maybe a Family portrait
Kisses from big brother                                         Hugs from a big brother
You will ALWAYS be my                                          Sweet Little Valentine
MAY GOD'S LOVE BLESS                                        YOU this Valentines Day
Blessings all that You LO                                    VE, hold dear and Cherish
As Sun Rose this Morning                                 I felt the warmth of your hand
Look past the rising Sun I                              see a Sister's Loving Smile
I feel  little sister's embrace                         as I also embrace Mandy
Tear of Love fall from my eyes                   A desire to cross the big Pond
A VALENTINES DAY Handshake               To my Brother in Law
The man that lavishes Love upon        My Sister, Mandy Tams
To ALL of You My BELOVED FAMILY    Here on POETRYSOUP
May LOVE surround each and Every ONE. HAPPY VALENTINES DAy     


Details | Epitaph | |

MY UNIQUE LINE : JSL -------A Day Of Ones In The Sun---

Inundating radiant sunshine beams down on my face fervently tracing crows feet nearing the frown I can taste obliterating tear streaks transmitting them into the depths of outer space introducing an iridescent spectrum of piercing waves golden ears fear in the race Electromagnetic oscillation inspiring me to rely religiously upon solar energy photosynthesis eradicating unwanted toxins by chasing them vehemently So on this sacred date of "ONE"… negative energy is trumped by the positive tsunami of the sun and as she dares me to stare into her face of grace ninety three million miles away… I sigh as her radiance blasts my face in such a merciful way suddenly my shaking knees give way to an epiphany that this day is laced with sanctity Finally the world's eyes feast upon an auspicious uniformed alignment five ones standing side by side gold adorned a spiritual aspirant making change the world will see... "The Sun's Seven" pronouncing a unified spirituality
* Entrance for P.d.'s "Unique Line" Contest-----This poem's title is unique "A Day of Ones In the Sun" because it describes a very special and unique calendar date 11-1-1. But if you missed it... don't worry or let your eyes get blurry with tears cus' 11-11 's comin' in a hurry to relinquish your fears.....so yes there will be another day of ones on 11-11-1! tho' I can't promise you at the Soup that the 11th will be filled with sun!------I believe my poetry, like many others on this amazing site, has a fresh variety, inspired by life and everything in it! I hope you enjoy my lines like :"the world's eyes feast upon an auspicious uniformed alignment five ones standing side by side gold adorned a spiritual aspirant"


Details | Light Poetry | |

A CHILD'S MINUTE

written 7th May 2013


Time for a nap
 said the cat
Time to play
 said the puppy, his tail waved
Time for class
 did you hear the bell teacher asked
Time for tea, called mum
 why, your're always last young son!
Time for bed, dad called
 all went quiet down the hall
Brush your teeth, yelled mum
 finally, tucked in tight
All dreamed peacefully, till sunlight


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

MY SUN

Brought U up 2 know right from WRONG
Was hard on U so you’d B STRONG
Looked up 1 day & U was GONE
Chasin Raw Dollaz, go getta getting ON

Somebody told me U got crossed at the SPOT 
One drop of a dime & the Block got HOT
Held back my tears, got ova the SHOCK
Swallowed my fears, put my jewels in HOCK

I know at first it was done for ME
That’s why I come to set U FREE
So U may Repent B4 U enter a PLEA
Face the consequence multiplied by THREE

I got this feeling this may Be my DOIN
2 hard on U coulda lead to yo RUIN
My bad lil one I didn’t KNOW
I held so much love I failed to SHOW

U needed yo Momma, it makes me SAD
I worked all nite, neva knew yo DAD
But you’ll be A’ite, give it time you’ll SEE
It’z hard to admit but U a beast like ME

Datz why I accept U 4 who U ARE
A man, A Felon, My Sun, My STAR


Details | I do not know? | |

Sun -de- Light

Sorry but i must be damn,
on this feastive,
to everyone's delight,

excuse me shorty,(son)
to the crush, of the crump
cake cheese,

money fall far from the trees must be,
earth sin,

if i can complain,
plant this seed next to this greenre,
i much say it with a rush.

and let the sun come to delight,
and say that you are peach,(the son)
to a tree,(mother) of course,

winter to season, you sparke a connection
sonnie that is all right!!!
smile for the camera!!!

(father)a son, we will have making luv to sun up to sun down...
and sonnie this the light of the watch your grandpa,
gave to me under this tree,
your grandmother, my mother first came to be
and know at this tree.

i call this Tree "sun de light"....
Our family Tree.


Details | Ballad | |

THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

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

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

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

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

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

way down deep on the inside,

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

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

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

I wish a sun-rise.








Details | Lyric | |

CHASING A SINKING SUN

Oh.. You're chasing a sinking sun
Trying to catch it before your done
The darkness so quickly setting in
Will anyone see if you've even won

Do you hear that tick-tock 
You're getting closer every day
Climbing up that mountain rock
Not letting anything get in the way
Keep racing up success' ladder
You're so focused you won't fall
No doubt you'll make it to the top
But is it the top of the right wall

Thought this life was all about you
But it'll go on when you are through
Mesmerized by life's pretty bubbles
So smart... you didn't have a clue

Do you hear that tick-tock 
You're getting closer every day
Climbing up that mountain rock
Not letting anything get in the way
Keep racing up success' ladder
You're so focused you won't fall
No doubt you'll make it to the top
But is it the top of the right wall

Fools are too busy to love their family
Too blind to see time is how you care
Too arrogant to sense their need of God
Too self assured to cry out in prayer

Friend you better check your ladder
Think twice about why you're here
Redefine what you're calling success
Pray to God that he'll make it all clear

Do you hear that tick-tock 
You're getting closer every day
Climbing up that mountain rock
Not letting anything get in the way
Keep racing up success' ladder
You're so focused you won't fall
No doubt you'll make it to the top
But is it the top of the right wall

6-25-15


Details | Narrative | |

Where Memories Keep Me Warm

My grandparents lived in a drafty old farmhouse,
yet, filled with a warmth, that came from the heart
and a hearth, where we hovered on cold winter nights. 
Days were much sunnier, the breezes were brisk, 
and the ritual of bedtime, meant taking a risk.

The bedrooms were poised on the back of the house
The heat could not travel the length or about
It took all of our courage when bedtime arrived
removing our layers, we must set aside.

An old fashioned bathroom,  and orange Lifebouy soap
cradled in wire, in racks by the sink
A claw footed tub, swallowed one's pride,
with water as cold, as the frost-bite outside.

My bed was a cot,  next to her sewing machine, 
Under the clock in the frosty, back room

Grams would come in for a minute, or two
long after sundown, and bedtime was due 
And although she was stiff, from old joints that would creak
She'd kneel down beside me so softly to speak
Holding my hand, and together, we'd pray
Thanking the Lord for the gifts of the day

A kiss on the forehead,...then off went the light
"Sleep tight, little one,...no worries tonight 
I prayed to the Lord that no bedbugs will bite"


Details | I do not know? | |

You're There, I See You

I close my eyes in darkness
While the world lies down to sleep
As a father and a husband
My family’s mine to keep
Protect them? I am willing
I am always there on guard
But, when I’m not and far away
I trust You are, oh Lord

The rising sun of morning
Has my family’s eyes so wide
As the motor sounds of traffic
Fills the air that floats outside
And the people that are walking
Some are jogging, some just go
Makes me see, what truly is
And all I really need to know

God, You’re there… I see you

In the blue that reigns up in the sky
On the breath of clouds that float on by
The image of the homeless man
Who still offers up his time
As he asks not for, without doing first
So I give water to quench his thirst
To the flowers that grow in the park
And the trees that children climb

God, You’re there… I see you

While coming home at evening time
Knowing my family waits for me
I smile real wide as I walk along
So all the world can see
Maybe then they’ll see just what I see
And then take it on their way
With hopes that they will share a smile
And make better someone’s day

Now the sun has set, children tucked
With a kiss I gave to fall asleep
Standing at the door I see my wife
And I feel the love she gave to keep
I thank you Lord for all I have
For always seeing my family through
Because I know I couldn’t do this alone
That’s why I put my faith in You

God, You’re there… I see you

In the blue that reigns up in the sky
On the breath of clouds that float on by
The image of the homeless man
Who still offers up his time
As he asks not for, without doing first
So I give water to quench his thirst
To the flowers that grow in the park
And the trees that children climb

God, You’re there… I see you


Details | I do not know? | |

A Foreign Student and The Moment of Day & Night

When the sun rises, she starts a new life 
With a smile, takes a drive 
 And sings a song
On a long way, comes to school
A warm day!

As the sun goes
down behind the mountains,
there is a soul
Feeling empty! Feeling lonely!
Missing home - a loving Mom.
A cold night!

Day and night - smile and cry
A happy heart - a lonely soul 
The earth still goes around
After night, the sun will shine
And smiles
A NEW LIFE!


Details | Quatrain | |

Gransmother's Legacy, Number 2

On a trip to Grandmother's, 
we'd hear Mother say,
"Your next botany lesson 
will soon be on its way."

A visit invariably meant 
an immediate tour of her garden,
while the roast in the oven 
began to shrivel and harden.

Our stomachs would growl, 
our patience would wane,
as she spoke each plant's
 history and worth again.

A friend questions
 my knowledge of flowers.
Stomachache returns briefly,
 recalling all those hours.

Slowly, awareness dawns 
of my grandmother's legacy;
a love for earth's harvest 
stems from the gift she gave. 
Her words wash over me, 
the scene before me transposes,
as her voice again expounds
 the virtue and fragrance of


Details | Lyric | |

away with the sun

Its getting late
but you already came 
and while you were here
things never change 
you lay with me
and tell me your words
then you leave 
and I feel hurt.
Its not you that hurts me 
but the sound of the door
closing behind you 
I know for sure 
you'd like to stay 
but you never do
I'm left alone 
missing you. 
These days its more frequent 
you leave so much
that you're gone more hours 
than the day brings sun
and I have begun 
to feel so numb
when the door closes 
another night I run
far away from the thoughts I have 
because its killing me to look
at my empty hands
I remember when we were on the sand 
you told me you loved me
but you weren't my man 
and so I walked, feeling okay
but too many months 
now I want you to stay
Am I selfish?
asking too much?
You only visit me an hour
after dusk
and I must go on
but should I stay?
when you see me sometimes
but its always too late.


Details | Rhyme | |

Finality

Why is it that the deepest love is not enough to hold you? What demons still torment you even as loved arms enfold you? Though the skies are dark and grey, the sun will shine another day. Why is it you don’t know this? God takes us through the winter’s sting with his sweet promises of spring, and pleasant days of bliss.. The sun is shining bright today. You wouldn’t wait. You went away.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Day in the Sun

A Day in the Sun

 A good thought, a day in the sun,
 such that allows joy to freely run,
 **** the day blasts out memories fair.
 **** Gentle breezes cruising bright air
 **** as life sings on without a care.
 **** A stir upon the lake down there,
 **** two ducks dancing, O' what a pair
 **** their art they very freely share.
 **** Of our intrusion ducks so unaware
 **** we watching silently not to scare.
 Sweetest memories of family having fun
 a fantastic break from life on the run!

 Robert J. Lindley , 07-26-2014

NOTE:  Duo-rhyme
The Duo-rhyme, a poetic form created by Mary L. Ports,
 is a 10 or 12-line poem, with the first two and last two 
lines having the same rhyme scheme, and the center of the
 poem (lines #3 through #8 or #10) having their own 
separate monorhyme scheme.
12-line: a,a,b,b,b,b,b,b,b,b,a,a


Details | Free verse | |

The Widow's Mite ~ Weston

Weston worked and worried
from sun up till sundown
for the freed-man knew the reason
that Pap had gone to town.

Pap had loved his family
but now that Ma was gone
Pap had said to Weston
"I can't do this alone."

Pap had hitched the wagon
and said "I've got to ride"
" But I'll be back this evening
with Leatha by my side.."

The young uns worried Weston
as they picked and teased all day
No matter how they nagged him
not a word did Weston say..

Pappy loved his Leatha
She worked right by his side
she proved herself a help-mate
not just an Old Man's bride.

Weston held each baby
As if they were his own
and all too soon for Leatha
God called Pappy home

The Young uns said to Leatha
we will give you land
some lumber for a two room shack
a mule and Pappy's Hand.

the Child bride was a widow
she had no will to fight
Weston was a freed-man
who became the widow's mite.

Weston spoke to Leatha
as the sun rose on the day
"Get yo babies Mammy
and lets be on our way"

Side by side they worked the land
a forty acre sprawl
they watched the sons grow in to men
straight and strong and Tall.

They called him Uncle Weston
their  Pap had set him free
But he stayed to help their mammy
and hold them on his knee.

Crony; Benson; Dorris
and baby Elloree
all loved their uncle Weston
and now we come to me..

Weston died one Sunday
I  now live on the land
where Mammy came with babies
and one old wrinkled hand.

They say Old Weston walks here
Him and his Mule Belle
They plow and plant the acres
and see that we are well..

I never saw a spirit
but sometimes late at night
I here the mules bell jingle
I see a lanterns Light..

Uncle Weston was a freed man
His skin as black as Night
But  Mammy was a widow
and he was mammy's Might!


Details | Free verse | |

The Talk Of The Town

We keep to ourselves amidst a fight within

We dream of dating Billy Joel's daughter then wake up alone again
In silence we erect portals to honor the dead;
Shattered fragments making mutations out of store bought bread,
As Poe did having felt a funeral in his brain they complain;

The Talk Of The Town...

In Summer we make our amends out of its setting sun undone,
Shaped dreams through the sky as sitting down blanket a passerby
We make words out of complex circles then paint a frosted face on
Shattered once again unfriend me,

We wait every year for our vacation then realize we can't take one,

Deadly vipers filled with poison in the intellect of our minds lazy diamonds,
We make wings out of painted glass to grasp a meaning or notion in thought;
The talk of the town...
Stay clear of the pathway that leads to destruction & death

We must all confess a tear drop burdens the angry soul
An eclipse of the sun had tainted my inner vision
Now was their something I had been missing?
Nails with barbed wire fences felt a funeral in my brain again.

Having hoarders in the soul I'm way out of control!


Details | Pantoum | |

Pantoum for Dr. Mehta

He was singing Wynette's "Stand by your man"
Bluebirds are busy feeding their young
The sun is taking a siesta behind a cloud
BowWow is portraying Like Mike on TV
An orphan needs a loving family today
BowWow is portraying Like Mike on TV
The world seems upside down tonight
An orphan needs a loving family today
The sun is taking a siesta behind a cloud
The world seems upside down tonight
He was singing Wynette's "Stand by your man"

For the contest


Details | Rhyme | |

How To Gain From Our Pain

The sun rises and the sun sets 
a new day comes, yesterday forgets 
a loving kiss and warm embrace 
two souls joined, face to face 

Time passes, feelings change 
no longer exits, this warm exchange 
further on, and still growing more apart 
forgetting all that love, they had from the start 

Now although they consider to divorce 
thoughts of their children cause them remorse 
so they make decisions attempting to find a way 
to limit any pain, that their children will be okay 

Despite their good intentions, they think they know 
but only their children feel the pain that will flow 
that day finally arrives, the one you were told 
it could never happen, it would never unfold 

The stark and painful reality, some adults never see 
they give up too easily, and for what, just to let egos be 
if they only had the wisdom to open their hearts and be free 
to learn this meaning called compromise, and make their love agree 

Yes, my friend, you're thinking how you relate to the words of this poem 
deep down your know you too are a survivor, and that time has shown 
you grew up with that pain, asking yourself what purpose was it all for 
the answer is clear, do not let it happen to your own as it did to you before 
  


Details | Lyric | |

A time when you could eat the sun

The trees are made of feathers and sticks
The sun is made of golden cheese
The moon was made of whipped cream
A place where the water was made out of blue Kool- Aid
The grass was made of gummy green strings
There was no houses and no place to hide
A place where a boy ate the sun
A place where the Moon swalloed up the world
A tragedy that melted and turned to liquid
No one could swim in the sea
No one could tan underneath the branches
A world where time stood still and the hours were long
A place where humans never existed

"Please Try to Go Beyond Earth Hour"
Treat earth like something you imagined when you were a kid a place where these things happened and you could be safe. Pick up your trash and clean up your yard! after all this is your world too :)!


Details | ABC | |

We Are The Sunset

Im all his and hes all mine
Together we spend all our time
This is it were in our prime
Minds linked to one another
Bodies may go their seperate ways when desired
Come home to eachother 
The love undescribable
The freedom; limitless
Mental connection unimaginable
Understanding at its highest peak
Feelings so strong, unbreakable
One incapable to fathum the idea of our bond
Night and day, yet we are the sunset
Separate lives, yet we are one; a strong unit between sun and moon
We set the mood; new style of living
Within the depths of an ocean; a relationship 
While swimming freely throughout the sea of fishes; solitary
It's what many covet
This fire of love for one another so strong, we set eachother free in the same 
breath
A form of happiness higher than whats considered happy.


Details | Imagism | |

The place the sun can't reach

Let loneliness wash over me,
Familiar plains I wish to see
The tides of distance swirling round
Engulfing all without a sound.

To hear that voice I know so well
Without a blink into the swell
I’d dive so deeply swimming fast
Disturb the sand release my past.

On and on into the deep
To find the place the sun can’t reach
This corner only darkness knows
Amidst the shipwrecks, golden pearls
Here shall I find suspended past
Or happiness to ever last?

When my breath runs short then out
I won’t regret resist or shout
Instead I’ll let myself descend
The blackened waters life shall end.

When the sparkle from my eye
Slowly fades then seems to die
A smile will spread across my face
I've found my home this darkened place


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Much Like the Sun.

 You look up to the sky.
 It is a normal summer day like any other.
 Sparse clouds line the sky and the sun beats down on you.
 Except this is no ordinary summer day.
 This is the day you ship out.
 You have said your good byes and cried with your lovers.
 The weight of your country rests upon your shoulders.
 It beats down on you much like the sun. 
 It burns you if you are not properly prepared,
 much like the sun.
 Much like the sun you are depended on by all that you known.
 Depended on by your country.
 Much like the sun,
 you fade away into the night appearing in a different country


Details | I do not know? | |

RED SUN

…it’s beauty penetrating my skull...
        Waiting for the coast to clear
              Jingling the cathedral bell
                 With redemption for my soul
                           Of a cause to rise

…Clarions withhold their shovels…
          Fanning the thorns of the dust
               To construct our long lost place of aboard
                     To sour to savor the ruin of its leather
                            And its honey jar

…Oh far till I can’t squint no more…
       Till I can’t drift to the Nile time
           Till I can’t foretell the desires
               Till I can’t forecast the fortune
                  Till I can’t get enslaved in its warmth
                    A  Ray of a rainbow night
                      Oh how all things fade.


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WALKING ALONG THE BEACH

Walking along the beach on a Saturday morning
I can see the sun smiling from the horizon
The weather is cool and the water is calm
I can feel the gentle hands of sea breeze caressing my face
There are so many people doing different activities
Men and women lying in their shorts and bikinis ready for sun bathing
Young boys and girls in the water swimming and having fun
Little kids on the beach building castle of sand
The dogs are running around barking wildly in excitement
Where ever i look i see beautiful people with smile on their pretty faces
Life seems so perfect just walking along the beach on a Saturday morning.


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Sun Of The Freedom!

Say to me that our love will be so beautiful as our blue sea,
Whisper that the new, tender light will be our big, high delight
And forever would be an outstanding Sun of the Freedom!