~ Poem the 1st Chap. Inspired Bye ~ Part #33
Truly ... .
What-an-honor, this-sweet-grace ...
perfect a righteous gift-it-is.
The day waiting patiently-in the morning,
coffee-in-hand moccasin slippers-
the many-wonders-of an alliterate life.
Breathing ... breathtaking-to be sure-it-is-a-chore-itself ...
Round and round-a throw-down-
in-and-out-tic-tock-goes the clock-
treacherous seemingly listless brutal ...
bruising, got beaten-up-again, lowdown hoedown-
discouraging ... kind of-a-thing ... .
continues fighting ...
with mercy in hand-
Can't be lost.
Tender tales tall tell-timely
in-earnest the-fervency ... divinity-relevancy,
Stars shine-cast-their-beauty-liberally ...
sheen's of glassy rays-of-overt light-
fills the-night ... .
Swallows in their benignity ...
wade about puff-up-full-and-billow ...
shadow's in their whimsy way,
cast their welcoming ...
as the weeping tree weeps.
Cool-pools shallow of-crystal-rock-and-alabaster-sands
promote their-gentle fondness upon the pond floor.
Kindred the swallows in-their-promise,
in-the-moonlight-they-are one with love,
and running felicitous ...
touched by the union
follows closely the dove ...
divinity has found a home.
Peace stakes its claim in faith,
blowing-free-in the wind growing-
abundantly like the humming bird-
sipping on wild-honey-dripping-
fresh-in-the-rising Summer-Sun ... .
glistening as you-know-
they always do lying upon lilac-
flower petals, dandelions-
I've-just-consumed ... .
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2009
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