Gregory Richard Barden Poet Free verse

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“To be or not to be: that is the question” - William Shakespeare


I am ...
breath-to-breath the breasted thrums
a coursing quick to sear the veins
molten marrow, binding beast
to the neural tap-dance
bloated brains borne
a-back their own
self-indulgent
euphoric
ruin.

I am not ...
insignificance-to-oblivion the silent pulse
a chronic wound as weeps heavenly
barren, black, light-and-lifeless
the cold surface unrippled
yet trembles, wanting
a press, potential
shadows push
to escape
ruin.

Existence ...
babbles like the roiling rills of sudden spring
its actualization clear as mountain melt
relevance and tenor balancing yet
atop the point of sentience
let it run to meadows
ebbed and mindful
to blossom full
in spite of
ruin.

Life ...
miracle precise to bear from the womb - LOVE
solitary intent and pursuit of true worth
the lifeblood - sacred and timeless
should all and all slip the bonds
a warm breath will yet sigh
its wings, unseen, soar
it IS all and its echo
pulse immortal
blessed of
ruin.






~ 1st Place ~  in the "Famous Poetic Lines That Inspire" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.

~ Honorable Mention ~  in the "Brian's Choice 7, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

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Constance La France February 5, 2020 at 8:49 AM Greg, congratulations on your win in the contest with this beautiful write _Constance Gregory Richard Barden May 9, 2020 at 12:16 AM Thank you so very much, Constance, and blessings to you, Dear Poet! :o) <3

Eve Roper February 3, 2020 at 4:46 PM Congratulations on your win, Greg, very well deserve. Hugs eve Gregory Richard Barden May 9, 2020 at 12:15 AM Many kind thanks to you, Eve, blessings! :o) <3

John Watt February 3, 2020 at 1:16 PM Greg, this is poetic sculpture - philosophy shaped with a surgeon's knife. Your themes of heart / mind / light / dark / blood / birth / renewal all contemplated on the fulcrum of ruin form a fascinating soliloquy. Well-deserved #1, my friend. Congrats ~ John Gregory Richard Barden May 9, 2020 at 12:15 AM That's very kind of you, John, and I'm very pleased that you liked this one. Blessings! :o)

Anne-Lise Andresen February 3, 2020 at 7:17 AM - Congratulations on your top win, Gregory :) - greetings from // Anne-Lise :) Gregory Richard Barden May 9, 2020 at 12:14 AM Thank you very much, Anne-Lise - blessings, Friend! :o) <3

Sandra Adams February 2, 2020 at 11:47 AM wonderful write driven with the right amount of power Greg... congratulations on your first place win Gregory Richard Barden May 9, 2020 at 12:14 AM Many kind thanks to you, Sandra, I'm pleased you liked it! :o) <3

Kim Rodrigues February 2, 2020 at 7:42 AM How can one win with you at the helm, dear Greg! I love the shape of your verse! A fave, my dear friend! Gregory Richard Barden May 9, 2020 at 12:13 AM That's very kind of you, Kim, blessings to you! :o) <3

Silent One February 2, 2020 at 6:32 AM I see the line inspired you.. Congratulations on your first place in the contest.. Gregory Richard Barden May 9, 2020 at 12:13 AM Thank you so much, my friend, I greatly appreciate the placement, and I'm so pleased you enjoyed my poem! :o)