Justin Bordner Poet Epic

Omens Outlived

With a voice ornamented in ogled tension
you ask me,
like vulnerable flesh queries warm obsession,
Do you mean to love me this way...
on your mouth, a hold of hope I see
to you I say...
Does the sun choose to flare into sapphire atmosphere,
Does the moon decide who's eyes to enchant,
Does a rose ponder its tempt,
Does a man dare his heart relent,
Does a woman wonder whence came her allure and dare,

A heatwave of heartache's swelter swells over your soul
as the outcry of orgulous omens try to defy our survival,
blood drops fall lonesomely from the old body of a lark
a steeple bell broken by the thunder of sorrow in the dark,
gold found burning into rivulets reaching into graveyard rock,
you begin to weep 
because the weight of worry waylays your wishes for our eternity,
I surround you with a love shield that shames the arrows of agony
kissing you softly deep,
then I tell you that fate is not our enemy,
don't you understand my Lady...
Sultans cannot buy or sell the feelings we share,
Emperors unable to enforce the silence of our hearts,
rivals are but ridiculous in attempt to dowse our flame,
Time be trite in march against the magic in our care,
the poetry of our purpose will not be censored by cynical marks,
emotions erratic in wrath will not wrest the roots from which our passion came -

J.A.B.

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David William Breidenthal November 25, 2014 at 7:15 PM Wonderfully written, Justin Bordner. Check out my new verses. You may find at least one you like. I enjoy your verses always and forever and my sister reads them to me. They are brilliant I must add! -J. W. M. Earnings (my pen name) Justin Bordner December 1, 2014 at 8:04 PM Your sister is a rare beauty with a powerful mind for observation. I wish she would read poetry to me too! This poem is all about taking control of love, and denying irrational, envious elements from spoiling natural beauty. Your verses always sharpen my vision J.W.M. THANKS! J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux November 25, 2014 at 8:30 AM I enjoyed rereading this one Justin. Justin Bordner December 1, 2014 at 7:52 PM Love is meant to be enjoyed Richard, thank you. J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian November 21, 2014 at 11:01 AM I'm waiting patiently for something new, Justin. I check all the time. I so miss your words and poetry. Please....write something soon. Eileen Manassian November 21, 2014 at 3:10 PM Anticipation mounts....Will keep checking. :) Hugs Justin Bordner November 21, 2014 at 1:29 PM I feel your thoughts and I understand your need for fresh spirit Eileen. Your patience is beautiful in warm unrest...I am composing a new and incredible poem now, I'm sure it will ravish you. I will post it soon. J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux November 20, 2014 at 8:01 AM Dropping by to say hello Justin. Justin Bordner November 20, 2014 at 12:23 PM Waking up to poetry from an unseen source is like a religious experience Richard...J.A.B.

Coty Benrimoj November 17, 2014 at 1:31 PM Dear Justin, I enjoyed your poem of love, resilience and faith in a committed relationship. True, when some have not opened their hearts to this compelling feeling. Your words are strong and forceful. You come from the soul and you come from consciousness as you describe other feelings which I presume you yourself do not feel. Wonderful truthfull poem, what a wonder that which we can relate to when reading this poem as well as learn through your heartfelt poetic words. Kudos! Coty Benrimoj Justin Bordner November 17, 2014 at 9:27 PM Everything I write I feel, everything I feel I learn Coty. Learning through love is the best way to live Coty, I'm so very happy you share in my force. Consciousness exists outside and inside the body as my next poem will elucidate. Your thoughts are precious to me Coty...J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux November 16, 2014 at 12:47 PM He is another monument to an enduring passion. To find one's purpose is a truly magical thing. May you outlive all your questions and bask in sunlight for eternity. Justin Bordner November 16, 2014 at 8:19 PM I thank you very much Richard for believing in the merit and longevity of the passion I experience with the woman I love like no other thing in the universe. My purpose is ameliorated by the touch of her spirit, and my purpose is beyond calculation. Questions lead to quest. J.A.B.

Verlena S. Walker November 12, 2014 at 9:31 PM Rated 7 Justin. Never give up what you desire enough to die for. Enjoyed... Verlena Justin Bordner November 17, 2014 at 9:18 PM We are words of flesh Verlena, syllables of soul, letters of God. You are indeed fantastic, supremely fertile in meaning. Your kiss is always delicious Verlena...J.A.B. Verlena S. Walker November 13, 2014 at 10:36 PM I am not a fanatic because I am fantastic. You have to learn words to know how to play... Sending you a blew kiss Justin... Verlena Justin Bordner November 13, 2014 at 8:10 PM Dying isn't difficult if you know what you've lived for Verlena...I appreciate your rating because I know how fanatical your are about love, honor and self respect. Thank you. J.A.B.

Timothy Hicks November 10, 2014 at 1:32 PM The poetry of our purpose... wow I really like that line. It also sounds great in reverse, purpose of our poetry... from meaning comes beauty and music, for without meaning it would only be despair. You write with a mix of passion and intelligence. Flowery words to allure, and deep reflections to endure... now you got me talking like you. GREAT stuff as usual, my friend! Justin Bordner November 11, 2014 at 1:38 PM If love be not Poetry then it be not true my friend. This poem of protecting affection makes clear the meaning that our desire stirs Timothy. Passionate intelligence gives beauty to soul instinct. I'm honored that you see greatness in the love between she and I. J.A.B.

Nette Onclaud November 9, 2014 at 11:29 AM Exceptionally beautiful poem with soulfully described triumphs of love and will amidst trials, Justin... definitely affirming, wow!.. huggs Justin Bordner November 9, 2014 at 8:30 PM There is no triumph if the soul cannot rejoice Nette. The stronger our love grows the more intense the trials will become, the heavier, the passion hotter on our lips. Thank you for your sensitive touch Nette...J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux November 7, 2014 at 10:00 AM You are a powerful one. I am glad you have found one who is equal to the challange your spirit provides. Justin Bordner November 9, 2014 at 8:20 PM The gift of love is a soul challenge and a soul discovery Richard. She and I have created a powerful forece that can be very volatile, and extremely beautiful. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal November 6, 2014 at 6:26 PM "a steeple bell broken by the thunder of sorrow in the dark, gold found burning into rivulets reaching into graveyard rock" - Incredible lines, as well as the following. Continue shielding those from the pangs of negativity. It is very exciting to read your newer works! I understand that you battle every day -count all of the victories my friend, including this gem. Always, Laura Justin Bordner November 6, 2014 at 8:44 PM Everday I find a reason and way to keep lovin my battles, makin the most of what I got Laura. I won't allow my Love to fail...and can't afford to have that happen! We must believe in our victories before we can achieve them my beautiful Poetess. Im so grateful to have your beauty in my life Laura. I thank you for your outstanding perspective...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal November 6, 2014 at 6:22 PM You have such a brilliant mind, Justin. The questions from the first stanza are very memorable and lathered in purpose. In love one needs an assuring soul to guide them away from worry and doubt, the omens that linger to break apart heaven-chosen connections. That soul of assurance and sustainability is very strong in you...how beautiful this poem is..No power on earth can stop two from love, from having your voice be heard, or for being what you truly are. Intense surety makes that possible. Justin Bordner November 6, 2014 at 8:27 PM My mind becomes brlliant when my heart feels ebullient with a sense of wonder, love, or justice...in this instance my Love Muse brings all of these elements together for me. The metaphors alive in the first verse are emblemtical of life's fundemental bodies of raw power, mystery, romance, love and passion exemplified in the ideal examples I could conjure Laura. Lathered with a sense of surety.J.A.B.

Kelly Deschler November 5, 2014 at 6:15 PM Those who try to distract others from love, are often the ones who never experienced it themselves... We were all born with a heart and nothing should stop us from using it... I loved this deeply heartfelt fight for expression. A truly beautiful poem, Justin! Justin Bordner November 5, 2014 at 8:52 PM Continued...you are so right in every way woman...ultimately, only we can prevent our own love expression, albeit sometimes its so difficult to trust, to share, to endure, and to create. Love makes fighters of the honest and passionate. I thank you for your love and wisdom Kelly...J.A.B. Justin Bordner November 5, 2014 at 8:48 PM Those who try to disract others from they're love, or who attempt to ruin that love are the ones most desperate for love, most in need of it's various lessons. One of those lessons is that the absence of love hurts, and can move one to envy and fury. Oddly, sometimes we even sabotage our own love to hurt ourselves or others Kelly. Love is very serious psychology...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian November 4, 2014 at 12:36 PM "I surround you with a love shield that shames the arrows of agony kissing you softly deep" My favorite lines. Yes...I see you with a shield, with armor, with a fierce protective heart. You are a warrior with a heart of love. This is a beautiful piece, Justin. I must come out of hiding to comment on its melody... Justin Bordner November 4, 2014 at 8:36 PM Me too Jade! Everyone needs a love warrior in their life, a special person that confirms love's existence, that's says its okay to make love without rules or predictable outcomes, someone who absolutely knows that what makes your relationship divine will never perish. In my heart you do not hide...your inspiration endures Jade. Thank you for seeing my heart. I miss your passionate genius. J.A.B.

Nette Onclaud November 4, 2014 at 9:49 AM how comforting and affirming is this lovely piece , justin... we were born to love and live well.. an immensely intense and deep piece! i enjoyed the fervor of it all.. wow!.. huggs Justin Bordner November 4, 2014 at 8:23 PM One of the greatest rewards of love is to protect it, to reinforce it's power with the one you share that with Nette. Affirmation of true and inimitable affection. You know much about fervent hearbeats, your response is very encouraging Nette...J.A.B.

Charmaine Chircop November 4, 2014 at 2:00 AM Justin,a deep confirmation of love and passion which sees faith as hope not fear.Its a comforting poem to those who believe in love yet see no way out to make it work with the one.Sultans,Emperors amd more can steal everything from the simple man and his lady,but not the freedom to love and passion to share.That birthed feeling goes beyond expectations.Just so deep this is,Awesome. Justin Bordner November 4, 2014 at 8:15 PM This poem illustrates that love can be discouraged by internal strife and by extraneous forces that want own and or limit our self esteem. Love developed actually enhances our sense of liberty. Your viewpoint is so sociologically profound and poetically reverent to love Charma...J.A.B. I'm FAVING this comment too!