The pleasure distilled from those hours spent
Seep down to my heart and soul ever pent
So that all the night my eyes might endure
Thy supple form and softly sweet demure
What ails a man might thou proffer cure
Thou art what makes a man love the lure
And would take thy hand as his and withal
His heart giveth to thee as would a thrall
By the rim of the lake the cherry blossoms fall
By the rim of the lake I confess all
My love beams like the sun upon the lake crystal clear
This moment will remain for me, timeless and dear
And whence I wake a part of me remains here
Where honesty and dream dwell free of fear
For whence I wake, I know thou wilt not be here
And though thy suffering has ended,
Avails me little cheer
Sorely I miss thee
And wish thou wert here
I'm in the Pursuit of Peace;
Elohim my Father's release;
I have a right to live;
Humanity mainly takes not give;
I live because of God in Christ;
Fundamental choices our rights;
Regardless of my race, sex, nationality;
Basic formidable fundamentally;
Freedoms to have my own spot on Earth;
No man deems my worth;
Equally to everyone protected;
From unequivocal mistreatment;
No matter who you are,
We are all children of God
Good or bad, rich, poor choices;
Are to be pleasured diverse verses;
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Direct choices, divine grace surely hails;
Human rights and pursuit of peace avails;
Hitchhiking by blurred station generic
Gypsy Flora slips anonymous, gravel
Grinds her heart of garbage, barbaric
Buried skeleton stirred, further travel
Ticket to Keep It Secret
Scarred in fish guts grubby, harbour
Heaves its putrid out to sea, amnesia
Avails an arbour over bleak macabre
Mutineer hurled ragdoll dumb, seizure
Saline dreams Dali delirium
Draped clock face, Flora's flailing coma
Collides with shore, format felicitous
Ferocious ocean spews sweet soma
Segued fortunate Flora duplicitous
Digs over fingers scratching
Sea sparks zesty spirit, crystal clairvoyant
Clavicle thrummed during tumble turquoise
Touched pitching ceiling, delight buoyant
Blackened flotsam, frivolous foam destroys
Destined to nest content
29th March
Redefined
Trying to keep up but the load keeps me sinking, everyday a new struggle arise, my strength fail to keep up, the demand so high, running out of breath, while on my knees trying to pray.
Dismantling blows, from every direction, all aimed at fracturing my spirit, but still hope in the unknown, comforting my struggle. Snooping around for help, where none avails, my hopeless persuit.
Thought Earth was fun to be but mountains in my way, keep escalating, sometimes light in my tunnel run off with my strength, look for objects to lean on but all I have are these blade shoulders of mine, all as casualties from my survival war.
Trying to nurse my faith, the pressure sitting in so strong, breath in my lungs delapitates, beeping sound of my pulse, waving in dissipating sequences. This coffin I was brought to Earth in and today is not yet the day I give in.
All I'm is a child of the soil but this soil try all means to consume the last of my least presence, if dust demand me back, never shall my struggle claim this victory
Celestial bodies,
coming together as one.
Finally at home in each other
after roaming the galaxies
alone & scared.
Finding comfort & home
in each touch of the skin.
Trying to hold back,
but it avails to none.
How can we hide
from the soul that
has held us in many past ones?
When our knowings of us
aren’t limited to
just this one.
No more grabbing or grasping,
choking or having to heal
from more loves.
You are the one that I want,
whom my soul loves.
One of nature's pleasant, worthwhile assets,
Achillidesbianor Cramer, old
Latin a bearer of birth called, genus,
name, Chinese peacock, the Papilio
butterfly, Papilionidae lure
six pink bird-shaped spots slumber body framed
each outer black wings semicircular
pink spot on the tail corner makes it claimed
presence in the evergreen forest haunts
that delicate nature misleading trails
as graceful flutters darting and dash flaunts
its fragrant scales attract mates it avails
this neatly wrapped butterfly packaged deal,
rare grandness and extravagant appeal.
Written: November 17, 2023 For Charles Messina Contest
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In peace of mind and unwavering pride
Draw out your inner disgruntled callow
Expunge ailing masks and set them aside
Shackled and phony leaches start shallow
Untamed freedom leaves a rage of delight
Lightning strikes when volition avails reign
As the noise of fists and yells echoes fight
It implies launching rough assaults again
This momentary gladness won't last long
Dark distress derides its way to the fight
And celebrates its mocking with zest strong
Frenzied fractured fragments into full-sight
Constraintis like an itch that chafes the mind
Shields the vile impulse that we must all bind
gladness won't last long
expunge ailing masks aside~
untamed freedom roars.
Shackled leeches start shallow, rage of lightning strikes~constraint chafes the mind
Chosen in the beloved
to be alive in God
baptised in Him
to walk according to the Spirit
Free from the law of sin and death
sanctified
justified
His faithfulness avails
working through love
blessed by every spiritual blessing
made righteous by His sacrifice
Trusting Jesus.. guided by the Holy Spirit
responding to the call
with the promise of life
His work of art
saved to fulfil His purposes
in the richness of His grace
when I turn to Him face to face
The five Ps of God
P is for Peace that we have with God
(Romans 1:7) “Grace to you and Peace from God our Father and Lord Jesus Christ.”
P is Praise to Lord
(Romans 15:11) “Praise the Lord, ALL you Gentiles! Laud Him, ALL you people.”
P is Power of the Lord
(Luke 5:24) “But that you may know that the Son of Man has Power on earth to forgive sins.”
P is for Prayer
(James 5:16) “The effective, fervent Prayer of a Righteous man avails much.”
P is the Promises of God
(2Corinthian 1:20) “For ALL the Promises of God in Him are Yes, and in Him Amen, to the Glory of God through us.”
PRAISE GOD THROUGH CHRIST JESUS!!!
I Chase The Wind, And Live I Tasting It
My angry dust is dust of desert plains.
Invisible chains hold me. I am not free.
I am worn with a wild desire and yet fit
I have wandered the earth and mountains
In vain fled from Apollo's burning fires
I chase the wind, and tasting all of it.
What avails gathering world's stirring motions
As the planets above fly right on by
Wherein wide across is the windy ocean
And soft the mourning doves sin
My angry dust is dust of desert plains.
Invisible chains hold me. I am not free.
Invisible chains hold me. I am not free.
My lost lover you have that hold over me!
Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme,
Oct. 23rd 1971
The vagaries we grope with
The triumph of temptation avails
as the wind claws
Each heart is an ineligible abscess
Twisting lanes
Eternity scatters west
it all goes on paper
searching for a lunar shrine
a secret of scribbling sands
amongst the discounted heart
He closes out one more day
And writes down the tally mark
He puts all the toys away
And locks them all in against dark
Here is a family man
Deep in the throes of life
The requiem of comfort
Avails in battle and wife
When darkness pours down at noon
When winter brings discontent
When time is marked by coffee spoons
You may wonder where pleasure went
Here is a family man
Far into his orderly mess
Good tidings of great joy
The buffet of loneliness
He sharpens the Thanksgiving knife
And leads the chant of grateful words
Sets the table, his altar of life
For a scapegoat or a scavenging bird
Here is a family man
Straight into his target of goods
Immediate in each plan
And tragically faithful but good
a ray of hope
stings the tale
feathers the tar of life
to grow once more
no illusion without sunshine
a prism abandoned
broken mirror of
headlights in a tunnel
canary breathing afresh
in the mines of her mind
the curtain opens again
for a round of applause
as new dawn avails
spheres of transient change
her spotlight beams
bounces its focus
examines doubts of darkness
with a critical lens
foreshadows dew drops
melts the poet
emotes waning blindness
moulds acceptance of dusk
narrates the core
performance art from the heart
a spectral kaleidoscope
with realms of intent
13th August 2021
DANCE OF SPRING
Where deep mire marred our winter footpath ways
Now Spring brings transformation to these trails
As damp and cold no longer rule our days
The sun with caution gives us warm avails
Now islets firm attract discerning feet
With deft side steps eluding every snare
And pick through hazards, as in dance upbeat
With steps worthy of Kelly or Astair
As perils of the passing year are faced
And Spring brings hope of healing to our lives
May steps though cautious be with courage braced
Negotiate the plague where it yet strives
No more at nearness shall we look askance
Together then may each one join the dance
JOURNEY MIND MAP (7/25) — BEYOND
Word wise wealth
Heed heart health
Just unveil
Hope prevails
Work avails
Word full sail
Sight last look
Words that hook
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Leon Enriquez
18 January 2021
Singapore
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