churro sunsetty-swirl eclipse
wavering milk-touched mosquitoes amiss
palmy gusts drooling its warmth
savoring her olive-freckled earth
uncurling benevolently as she wept;
graciously dying a blistering death
To me she is grace, a radiant light,
Turning grayest mornings into luminous bright.
Her laughter is music, a sweet, ringing chime,
That lingers and dances a lovely warm rhyme.
With a spirit so cheerful, she scatters away
The shadows and clouds of a difficult day.
Her empathy runs deep, as a crystal stream,
A comforting anchor, a beautiful dream.
She knows every word that is healing and true,
And says what is needed for comfort to you.
No awkward missteps or regret in her phrase,
Just wisdom and warmth to embolden your days.
Her heart is so pure, benevolently gleams,
The truest of treasures, the best of my dreams.
She’d go to great lengths to whisk away tears,
And quiet the doubts and anxieties and fears.
For nothing brings more to her gentle-eyed view,
Than seeing a smile gently blossom in you.
She’d do most anything, wondrous and grand,
To offer a laugh while holding her hand.
So cherish this lady, so lovely and rare,
Who meets every moment with patience and care.
A heart made of gold and a spirit so true,
She lives for the joy that she brings unto you.
Because that is all I can do!
Influence the little spheres where I have presence!
A little space for all my voices!
Voices that speak choices,
Choices that direct violence!
Violence so benevolent,
benevolently left for your choices!
Because that is all I can do!
Speak truthfully in all ways,
Weigh what is on my mind,
and temper it with the wind.
And wind up my mind,
into blissful smiles!
Because that is all I can do!
smile in confidence,
And confidently style my stance,
And smile at your glance,
Gleefully like in a trance,
and dance like it's my last!
Because that is all I can do!
sit patiently in silence,
Silently observing my audience,
and patiently saying less,
Tactfully without a mess,
and nod in acknowledgement!
Even when your paths are perilous!
Because that is all I can do!
no more than the next,
text all that is said,
and memorize the best,
messages you all endorse,
and bless endlessly!
Because that is all I can do!
be genuinely present,
giftedly in your audience,
and nolstage your essence,
an indepth escape,
with all outcomes endless!
Because that is all I can do!
H
placid pollen plead
breeze breathes benevolently ---
blissful blossoms
With his leonine face,
Young for his age,
A little unsteadily he
Climbs onto the stage,
Adjusts the microphone
From his special chair
Benevolently regarding us
All eagerly waiting there.
A raconteur, a story teller,
He explains his song choice
Then holds us all captive
With the power of his voice.
Songs of the sea
Songs of a different age
Songs of life and politics
As he sits and owns his stage.
The minutes fly like seconds
As the night flows smoothly on
Until all too soon it’s over
And Mick is up and gone.
But, every Sunday afternoonI
I know where he’s to be found,
With his talented gang at
The Minerva Sing Around,
And that’s real class.
Sadly, first The Kardomah and then Mick gone, but we have our memories
away i go
feeling free and feeling good
music playing, i wave to All The Blessings Around ME
my rare smile sneaks up on me from nowhere
sincerity is the warm blanket that i can cope with
the snow starts to fall bashfully
it is at that very moment that fully smell Christmas In The Air
with benevolently astonishing merriment, i happily frolic along
I don't know the way to prostrate properly
I don't know how to make supplications discreetly
The droplets just drip down my cheeks
That's how this thing mercy seeks
I know my faults, so I feel guilty
But I know my Lord, He'll so benevolently
forgive my sins, if I ask regretfully
My sinful past can't hinder my path
Because my matter is already dealt with and
I don't need a man to hear or attend
It's me and my Lord, and He does listen
I wrong and wrong, repent and repent
I cry and cry, and I return again
See His forgiveness, He always forgives
And not to mention, the favours He gives
Air, water, clothes, food, and family
He has never seized, whether I am faulty
And provides all these bounties solely
This is my Lord, my God, my Allah
Nothing is comparable, He's the one and only
Mashed potatoes, Mom’s heavenly creation.
Such a gourmet creation, was an alpine white.
Green beans, like a Christmas decoration.
Candles were benevolently, not bright.
I can still inbreahe steaks, sizzling in a pan.
Hot Croissants were nestled on the table
Tinkling glassware in my young girl’s hands.
Angelic youth, ever, tender, soft and stable
Prayers were recited.
Then, our dinner began.
3/27/2023
Dedicated in memory of the the loss of the three children and
adults murdered in Nashville this morning in a Christian school.
Basis you realize living can be unpleasant
Also, seeing the blessings is hard
In every way, attempt to be grateful
Furthermore, attempt and track down a silver lining
Whenever torment is persevering
Also, the hurt appears to be excessively weighty
Recollect you are strong
What's more, this is brief
Decline to check up without out.
Decline to allow anybody to tell you
That you can't arrive at the sky.
Decline to enjoy every moment.
Continuously plan for later,
Despite the fact that it isn't ensured.
Premise benevolently decline to permit anybody
To change your heart.
Accept that God will lead you
To a higher spot.
Accept that change has beenn
Acknowledged for your life.
Accept that somebody is observing
Over you Child of Maugo
Continuously encapsulate
This conviction within you
That one day you will arise a hero
Ooh good son of Suna.
In the morning light,
I see your beauty
enveloping me in its mystery,
and desirable pleasures of love.
I look into your eyes,
and like the first time,
the need to touch, but more to feel,
is there.
And as the sun benevolently gives birth to the day,
we are united, and I surrender,
to the simple need of body,
and to the yearning heart of soul.
the meadow and the perfectly cool breeze
the bees knees
candy coated and minty
calm sensation....definitely doable
the meadow and the perfectly cool breeze
summer being merciful today
that mary macgregor song playing in my head
sky blue soft....benevolently bouncing
the meadow and the perfectly cool breeze
little girl smiling thought in her bubble cart
her smile immune to that specific blueness
happy tears of gratitude creating poems for her memory's mind
Faith Tested.....God Created.....
goddess kali opens
benevolently wild eyes ~
demons deadly dread
15 December 2021
“Omnipresent”
Omnipresent hue
the shimmering observes you
from its sky of blue
seats the watching I
synchronicity arrives in silence
shot through a gold marble
electric slips the dream
burning lazy idols
synchronicity arrives in silence
omnipresent
unisex in
flared genes
persuasively calm
benevolently
Ultraviolet
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
Hemisphere Mother (Moby-Strata)/ XavieRinato
https://youtu.be/Vm3T_ernNwk
If
There is anything worth
Dying for, my friend, it is
LOVE:
Love for our God
Love for our country
Love for our family
Love for our friends
Love for our fellow Man
Love for love's sake,
Because
There is nothing nobler,
Nothing more dignified
Nothing more elevated
Nothing more holly
Nothing more sacred
Nothing more divine than love,
For love
Is God's voice
Is God's will
Is God's wisdom
Is God's determination to
Unify the Cosmos and Man alike
And
By doing so to make both of them
whole!
Therefore
Let us love my friend:
Let us love unselfishly
Let us love unconditionally
Let us love altruistically
Let us love compassionately
Let us love benevolently
For
That is the only way
The anxiety of Man for human affairs
Forever
Would disappear and peace and harmony
Shall be established on our planet and in
Our souls!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
16 January 2021
CORONALITY (2)
The world speaks in mournful tone,
The times keeps me up on it's own
Leading to crash but thought beckons,
The blueprint to pay for many tomorrows.
I swirl spoon in watery calamitious broth, tasteless,
Sit speechless, government powerless,
Aviation wingless, travel-ban endless,
Many activities motionless,
Our once trusted hands have become prohibition,
Toilet paper, nose mask and sanitation,
Just like liquid bleach sanitizing humanity,
Have become most sort after commodity.
Tupac predicted it when our health was alil better,
That Corona will emanate from China.
Eschanton apocalyptic reign.
Covid-19 pandemic now the world's stain,
Every breath you take may implicate you
But healing waters will benevolently flow through
To relieve the world's pain,
To commemorate the slain
And wipe off CORONALITY from mother Earth.
This, most definitely, I can bet.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 2020.
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