Best Go Under Poems
Sleep,
like snow,
you fall on
me and deeply
I go under. Sweet
Slumber, smother me with
pearly flakes; then change into
your pitch black cloak. Embrace me like
a lover; pleasure me with dreams while
you suck from me the day’s realities.
Dawn comes. My dark caller flees. Quick, to your
casket speed! I can trust you’ll return
to wrap me in oblivion.
I’ll wait for after dusk when
you will softly creep and
deeply bury me.
Come first, sweet Sleep,
and fall on
me like
snow.
I joined the Brownies when I was seven
Oh what fun I was in seventh heaven
Having fun and making new friends
But in the Brownies my life almost ends
We were doing badges - this particular one was for swimming
I wasn’t a strong swimmer and was having lessons
We sat on edge of the baths in our costumes and hats
Then we had to swim along the side of the middle of the pool
To gain our badge we had to swim a width all the way across
I’d only ever swum in the shallow end before
But everyone else was swimming across…
So I started off… got halfway across…
And then I got into trouble
Began to go under the water…
Down
Down
Down
I sank to the bottom of the pool
Two men dived in to save me
My parents were frantic
They had been watching me ‘swim’
And were sitting upstairs on the balcony
Unfolding before their very eyes
Was their worse nightmare
Thankfully these two men saved my life
All I can remember was being rather ill at the side of the pool
As the water came gushing out of me
One memory I have is of being given chocolate buttons to eat on the way home
AND
I was awarded by Brownie badge – guess it was out of guilt
I never did complete that width.
Now I am scared of deep water
If anyone asks me if I can swim…
I say ‘yes’… like a stone!
11~02~14
Contest: Near Death Or Near Life Experience
Sponsor: Anthony Slausen
As rust falls from the anchor
Where do sandcastles go
when the tide engulfs the view and
lonely shorelines crest in tear drops
beneath white capped dream chasers,
foam laced erasers combing sanded wishes,
taking towers in the water's rage
as moats become minor indentations
on a beach bathed in the moon light,
moving gleams in metronome tickling
as our hearts wash out to sea
drowning in the depths of forbidden love
and with my final breath,
salt water drenched I profess
that forbidden or not, I love you
and the lighthouse shines its orbiting light
as I go under for the last time
happy in my declaration
as rust falls from the anchor
and I wait until we meet again,
on the island of meant to be
"Stay with me through the darkness
until we find another sunny day."
Dodge through the rain drops falling fast
jump puddles not worrying about getting wet
take my hand and my heart, come hold me close
embrace my imperfections and this life we have chose
Slip-slide down this path of resistance with me
being my rock when tiny pebbles roll free
help find my sun hiding when all seems lost
don't let me go under without one last gasp
Of the beauty, before me, that surrounds
cherished in precious seas of love found
golden flowers sway gentle in the breeze
carrying off splendor for us to forever see
Once there was a Love so blissful and colorful
Every word that uttered forever are truthful
Sweet caressing soothing sensation
whisper melodies for relaxation
Over the years of a beautiful relation
Never came a sad story in the situation
Foreverloved everything is meaningful
Memorabillas are all unforgettable
But life of all is really unstable
One must go to his destination
We all go under in different time and horizon
Love will remain but life is not stretchable
You touched me in a most special way
waked me with a beautiful sunshine
Unbelievable that we became sinful
Forbidden love i know you are mine
I want to sacrifice to make your life whole
If only i can give my breath to your soul
For now i must give my faithful vow
In front of cold body of my loving man!
Form:
Dr. Evil,
pacing back and forth in his laboratory,
had a vexing problem he was trying to solve
How to get the masses
to let corporate government
have complete control of their lives
Then came a thought from the dark side
Give them free access to all
Let their greedy little minds
be able to lust after all they see
Give them internet with content unfettered
Keep them chained to the screen,
to thwart their ability to not comply
Condition them to believe mind-control is better
No more free thought or free will divine
Herd them into sites
that will allow them to gorge with delight
on all of their most lewd and animalistic desires
Buy this, sell that
Indulge in banal, weird chit-chat
Every perversion of the mind is now hardwired
Let their imaginations run free
Then offer them a microchip
for a small fee and a snip
Oh they gladly will do all that you say
if you promise not to take away,
take away their virtual stimuli fix
Resistance purged, resistance nixed
Once they willingly go under the laser knife,
those poor bastards then will be marked for life
Once their freewill is willingly sacrificed,
yes, those lost souls will then be marked for life
I, cold ... cold as stone ...
But is that not befitting such as I?
Once, merely common, hidden deep in the earth,
Still, my quality made itself known ... my porcelain perfection
Shone in the sun, and I was freed from Terra's grasp ...
Across a great sea I was rocked, carried in care
To finally, joyfully, go under The Master's hand.
I slowly, agonizingly, emerged from the cloud-white slab, pure ...
Brought forth into all glory and consummation!
Stone saw, chisel, rasp, cloth, and paper ... I stretched my limbs, reached my
Fingers and toes to the ether ... arched my back in a repose of death,
Laid upon an altar of mocked coral, draped only in my net -
The Pearl Diver's repository of all things glistening and wondrous!
Oh, what exquisite orbs, those that grace the net's seam!
White, pink, and black opaline gems - iridescent ocean treasures!
Miraculous drops of milky, nacreous moonlight, hidden in Neptune's gullet,
Awaiting their emancipation ... finally freed at the edge of the diver's blade!
But that, for me, is yet a dream ... I am but stone, after all ...
Be content, instead, to gaze upon my keen beauty,
I, the polished progeny of a sculptor's acumen,
I, the refined, glorious bloom of stone,
I, the ivory issue of marble elegance,
I, the bairn of a master ...
The Dead Pearl Diver.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the " ... And Now For Something Completely Different" Poetry Contest, John Lawless, Judge & Sponsor.
~ Honorable Mention ~ in the "Brian's Choice Q, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
( This is about the sculpture "The Dead Pearl Diver" by Benjamin Paul Akers 1858, currently on display at The Portland Museum of Fine Art in Portland, ME ... this was a personal favorite of Nathaniel Hawthorne, and he wrote about it more than once. This is an incredible sculpture, especially in person )
There was a Homeless guy on the corner holding a sign
It said I need some help, I'm running out of time
So I stopped and asked him, how come and why
He told me he has cancer and he might have to die
He needs to have surgery to remove a tumor from behind his eye
Should I believe him, it could all be a lie
He said he has three kids and a wife
And can't afford to go under the knife because of the price
If he doesn't get it done soon, he will no longer exist
I had this overwhelming feeling to help, I just couldn't resist
The tears in his eyes made me believe he was telling the truth
I know longer needed anymore proof
He said he was unable to work due to his condition
The tumor had started to make him lose most of his vision
So I pulled out my wallet and I helped him out
Isn't that what kindness is all about
I hate to see people go without
They are people too, it's the least we could do
Even if what there telling us, is not completely true
Faith in humanity needs to be restored
So please everybody, jump on board
There down on there luck and need a little help
Have a little sympathy, the kind that I felt
Form:
I gripped-
the edge of the sail boat
sea spray soaked me
the shore-
was far away
a huge wave took the boat high
up
to
the
sky
then into the pit of the rushing sea
frothing waves tipped the boat
on it's side over and again
violently but it did not go under
the deep blue sea
loud thundering
the boat leapt and fell wildly
I had this
sinking
sinking
feeling
then the wind took the sail-
and we headed at breakneck speed
for land
with the wind in my hair
and sea salt on my lips
the roar of the sea
and the blazing sun at my back
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September 24, 2015
Poetry/Free Verse/up to the sky
Copyright Protected, ID 15-711-932-0
all Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Open Sea, Sailing, Creatures, Treasures,
sponsor, Chase Trevi
Ninth Place
I'm throwing punches and giving kicks,
performing all kinds of crazy tricks,
I'm dodging bullets, dodging blades,
throwing bombs and grenades,
Swords and knives chasing me down,
guns and canons shooting from all around,
Breaking down doors and climbing through windows,
people coming at me with spears and arrows.
I'm running away to escape with my life,
I'm wanted everywhere because of my strife.
I'm traveling around the world with no maps to go by,
I promise not to cry and refuse to die.
When I make it to you finally,
together we will always be.
Because all these things I'm going through,
I hope you know, it's all for you.
Through rain, hail, sleet and snow,
past an earthquake, hurricane, and tornado,
thunderstorms with lightning and thunder,
I feel like getting to you is making me go under,
digging tunnels through the ground,
flying in the clouds, or past stars all around,
going by the sea or by the land,
walking over rocks or on the sand.
Crossing oceans and climbing mountain tops,
the danger hardly ever stops.
There's so much time I have each day,
I'm thinking of you always and for us I pray.
I've been by myself, been all alone,
I'm learning so much, and doing it on my own.
And all these things I'm going through,
I hope you know, it's all for you.
You've always been a good true friend.
I thought you should know.
All our love has taken time.
And finally helped us grow.
We've had our rough times, but we gladly made it through.
The only person I've ever trusted in was you.
You kept me from anger.
And kept away all my fears.
You got me through sadness.
And wiped all away all my tears.
You're the sunshine after the storm.
You're the rainbow in perfect form.
You held me tight when we would fall.
And guided us back to the light to help break the fall.
I hope I am just as good as a friend to you.
Just like you've been to me and all you've helped me through.
When you're down and you have a frown.
And there's no way to turn.
I'll be right there to see you through.
And to get rid of all the burn.
I'll be your lifesaver.
Whenever you need a favor.
I'll go with you if you fall.
And I'll always be there when you call.
I'll help you through if you go under.
And protect you from the storm and thunder.
So after all there's still one promise.
That I will keep pure.
So when the time comes and we are rest.
Then I hope you remember you were always the best and you past every test.
Form:
There is not always rain
Along with the thunder
There is not always bite
Along with the bark
There is not always oxygen
When we go under
Not always a devil
Along with the dark
But we can always count on,
Along with the sorrow,
Laughter and joy joining this life
We can always count on,
Along with the blood shed,
Somewhere, a sharp wicked knife
We can always count on
These weapons of warfare
Harmless until held in our hands
We can always count on
Having our fair share
The wicked intent of mortal man
There will be a rainbow
Along with the thunder
Along with the lightning
The still waters of night
There will be such beauty
After all blows asunder
Along with the blindness
A great, glorious sight
G-reatest day of all
H-as brought joy to me;
E-ndorsing brightest light,
N-o longer dark I see.
D-ay ten in May morn
E-vening shadows disappear;
L-onely night has gone by,
O-ne dawn the world wants to
S-hare.
S-o many days that come
A-nd go under the sun;
N-othing compares indeed
T-o the best day of fun.
O-n the nearing world's end, in the land so wonderful,
S-alvation shall you receive on the greatest day of all.
They say love conquers all, I can attest that is not true
For my heart lies broken, terribly battered and blue
I loved him with all my heart but it wasn't enough
Letting go of my hopes and dreams is extremely tough
I realize now he did not love me in quite the same way
Without trust and understanding, it was destined to fray
I fought to keep our love afloat, while his intent was to drown
Creating waves and whirlpools, he turned my smile into a frown
I refused to go under, live in dark murky waters of despair
To drag my positive outlook into negativity is utterly unfair
I need the happiness of sunshine to warm my heart and soul
Not the cold turbulent waters that never relinquish control
I want to sail on top of the water, untroubled and secure
With a gentle breeze on my back with no attacks to endure
Luckily I had the strength, submersion would have been my end
An eternity of torment and distress I would of had to spend
I will sail into the sunset and let my tender heart begin to heal
Taking only the good memories, the most healthiest ideal
I'll always have a piece of his heart, and he a piece of mine
I wish him health and happiness, but I know I'll be just fine.
Cecilia Macfarlane
4/17/2015
Accepting aloneness, incomplete solitude, imperfect rest. The garden
wasted, pumpkin patch planted late, potatoes untasted left in ground.
A thousand email addresses, each unique represents a flame of
passion, compassion, desperation or depression. To understand, to know's
impossible. It is therefore only reasonable to observe the shadows
on the mountain, the actions of the dreamer which tell us something,
little, nothing of his dream. It's a simple secret shared,
longevity. The half breed John Russell says it right, the
date and place don't matter, dry desert or cold mountainside,
lush bottomland, soulless or hospitable, contagious hospital.
The best laugh's death's, a perfect escape, perfect error, perfect
rest. Their solicitude's unnecessary, grief is temporary, life goes on,
you go under, underemployed, the undertaker's never unemployed.
Forensics prove an ovary with two chambers, ovule adnate to the funicle.