Best Quitely Poems
The woods hissed and sn*ggered but weren't without their charms
A ghostly silloette in the distance like a girl without her arms
A floating figure, lifted as if hung down from yarn, puppet like
Blocked out some light as the moon rose into sudden night
A puddle, suprized by the kick of life it was given
Dived over the crimson clothing of a passer by
Not batting an eye the shadow glides an leaps in wind
Approaching a tree supporting a corpse beneath its limbs
The breeze's secretive so it seems the bodies breathin' sings
Arrived. A cloak hides its features, a bag opens, it reaches in
Still speachless in the shower, yet no wet words to greet us
Though now a mouths visible behind work of an expert seemstress
Wild weather beats the woodland creatures deep undercover
All but two inhabitants, the hooded one.. & one other
Our second stood, furred thickly, big teeth in a brown jaw
Having difficulty reading, vision blurred by the downpour
Lit by light the town brought, a poster was just clear enough
''Assassin Wanted! If you catch the killer, fear you should
For finding this foe will bring, not tears, but blood
And a reward of 10 g's for anyone, police.. even Robin Hood'
The final statement sent shivers up his spine, an how then?
The King hated Robin, and the Queen signed the announcement
Heart poundin' at the thought of ten big ones he couldn't wait for
The character reread the paper, rapid fast.. just to make sure
Sure enough the word was good, but the woods weren't silent
A twig broke, someone close quitely worked beside him
The tree sustaining the message had been blocking them from view
The otherside was a hooded person, white stockings an gloves on too
The hood moved......and the disguise unravelled
It was Red Riding Hood picking mushrooms the size of apples
Form:
I can visualize you on your side, sleeping
Gently, I lift the hair from your shoulders
To expose the nape of your neck
It whispers, quietly sings a sensual song
My lips gently touching your skin, we dance
My tongue ventures into the valley
The nape of your neck, indented, erotic
Eyes fixed, I see your body respond
Your skin tone reveals red, passion
You gasp, quitely your body reacts
No words are spoken, yet you speak loudly
I can smell, I can taste the desire
The nape of your neck, calls my name
~Rick Berry
I SALUTE THEE,OH MY GREAT SENSE,
YES MY SENSE OF FORGIVENESS,
IN FURY AND PAIN,IN INNOCENCE AND TRUTH,
I HAVE FORGIVEN THEE,
IN THE ART OF RESPECT AND IN THE HOPE OF HEALING,
I HAVE FORGIVEN ,
JOURNEYING THROUGH INDIFFERENCE,HATRED AND OVERBEARING
INSOLENCE,I HAVE FACED,HOPED AND EVEN FEARED FOR MY SPRING TO
COME,
I HAVE SEALED MY LIPS IN DEEP SILENCE AND WAITED SECRETLY,
I HAVE SUFFERED QUITELY,
I HAVE SEARCHED ENDLESSLY,
I HAVE STAYED FRIGID AND COLD JUST BECAUSE I REFUSE TO BREAK,
REFUSE TO YEILD TO THE CRUEL AND UNJUSTIFIED CHAINS OF THE
VICIOUS CIRCLE THAT SURROUND ME,
I STAND ALONE,
FACING ALL,EVEN IN THE MIDST OF THE UNCONCIOUS GLOOM AND COLD
DEFEAT,
HATING ALL,BUT SMILING,
YES INSANITY BUT BEING ALIVE,
I REMEMBER THOSE DARK NIGHTS CLOUDED WITH HAUNTING FEARS,
WHEN I CRIED LIKE AN ANGEL,
AND GOD ANSWERED MY PRAYERS,
I COULD FEEL A LIGHT BURNING INSIDE ME THEN,
YES A LIGHT OF WISDOM AND FAITH,
I KNEW THEN AS I PAINFULLY AND WITH DIFFICULTY UNDERSTAND NOW,
THAT TO REACH MY HEAVEN I REALLY HAVE TO FACE THE CONSEQUENCIES
THAT THIS MORTAL NATURE OF MAN DISPALYES UPON ME,
I WILL HAVE TO FIGHT,FACE AND SOMETIMES HEAR,
THE DECEIT,THE INJUSTICES,THE JEALOUSIES,
THE CORRUPTION OF TRUTH,
AND I WILL LIVE THROUGH EVERYTHING,
I HAVE LEARNED TO FORGIVE THE BITTERNESS IN LIFE,
I SAVE MYSELF FROM DEFEAT,
I KNOW I WILL SURVIVE TO REACH THE BEST,
BECAUSE GOD WHISPERS HOPE INSIDE OF ME,
COURAGE TOO,THAT IS MY PRIDED SHIELD.
I was sleeping and dreaming, silently screaming, while violently weeping And mildly feeling that I was honestly grieving I was quitely greeting my anxiety's breathing It was wildy eating at who I was... I could see through the mirrior he was frustrated Feeling devestated, felt isolated, feeled truly aggravated Did I mention the love and hatred upon his eyes Or even the soul teared through a genocide A gemini inside, but set aside he felt terrified But through the lies disguised in your mind He was ultimately petrified...It was you that was scarier then ever, even his barrier Now I'm flying high like a harrier, with you i'm more marrier Was it scary cause of your terror, or your character? See I truly miss you miss, you're a beautiful beautious Broken and brutal, but with you I see what beauty is I love it, cause you're so humorous, is it obvious? I'm operating this auto race Just for you, I'd be dominating...I'd be going pedal to the metal, just till it's settled I just want to win a medal, I'm feeling kind of dreadful I've even beaten my only devil, going crazy, am I mental? Nah, it's where I extract scratched tangets and you stare vast in past pamphlets And you have no answers for your last math's classes, within exams I see you vanishing You close your eyes and drift in planets'n'canvases, and you crash in crafted canyons That clash with granite and imagitive paniced bandits with a habit that granted An attached handprint that reflected my poetic languages They call us anguished animals, but I pass on my damages, on through these messages See I may look different with my clothes that are charred and almost carved off I'm scorching like dark hearts, and warped like barked bronze Can you see I was meant for journalling? I'll be discerning them, as they see me surfacing I'll just be surging in, and it's you that i'd prefer to bring even out of all these earth-a-lings I hope it's permenant, you showed me what my purpose is, I needed the encouragement It was a form of your subtle perfectness, is it courteous that you bring me nervousness? Right now, you got me prouder then, all my extended ends, it's pride from you that i'm conjuring in.... Your loves got me flying high in your turbulence, it's a superb inherent gift, I don't think I could picture it, It has me feeling one with the churches and all my burning urges end...
This voice, it's scary, making me weary, and it's staring from under the staircase.
As it shares it's presence, it's essenece is venomous, it's horrendous...
I quiver and shiver as it whispers... "it's easier to die quicker"...
So as this demon starts surging in, my body starts burning and I feel my nervousness...
It's my nerves nervously hurting, my minds turning, i'm learning this is demonic conjuring...
Every night I feel it lurking, when it sees me it stops searching and, I feel it surfacing...
My wrecked soul is it's perfectness, I'm deaths encouragement....
But i'm already soulless, and it's permenant...
Cause I clash within my habits, and scream till I vanish
I'm just a tragic damaged empty canvas...
They say i'm just imagitive, but as I lay cold on this granite
I hear echo through my crafted canyons is...
This voice is it calling, is it calling...
It's your choice, she said "take or let go"
Is it calling, when you're all alone
In your own sweet home..
Is it calling, this voice, is it calling...?
I was sleeping and dreaming, silently screaming, while violently weeping..
and mildly feeling, that I was honestly grieving, and quitely greeting my anxiety's breathing
and ultimately it was wildly eating at who I was...
So as I lay lifeless, can't open my eyelids, i'm crying, my tongue i'm biting...
In the mirior i'm eyeless, but in my room i'm blinded by the lightning...
Why am I still trying, this demon will forever be rising...
it'll be him and I binding, him climbing, while i'm diving..
I stopped fighting, because drunk driving is a way for actual dying...
I don't have a direction, I've been hiding in my writings...
I can't sleep through screeches and slicing, it's frightening...
Oh the timing, the horizon, how am I still surviving
But my mind, heart and soul it's pricing, so i'm done dividing because of....
This voice is it calling, is it calling...
It's your choice, she said "take or let go"
Is it calling, when you're all alone
In your own sweet home..
Is it calling, this voice, is it calling...?
The crew, thinking the Aeolian Gift was not Odysseus' alone but common property
Stole the bag, with avariced mind, curious to find, broke the seals - the winds were free
The winds in fury, unconfined, vent their wrath - the ship's were blown like chaff
Till driven they wee to Laestrygone straits - the wild Winds had their last laugh.
Great giants were the Laestrygones - they of Cyclop's ilk - perhaps ten cubits tall
They threw great boulders of stone and sank the ships - elven of them all
Like scattered beads were the corpses of men - the Laestrygones cannibal feast
While busy they were in relishing the fare - Odysseus's ship quitely slipped from the East
Odysseus and his battered crew did, doleful and weary, away from land, sail a while
With blazing sun, parched throats and hungry maws - they sighted fair Circe's Isle!
Now Circe was in beauty cast, fair in diaphanous drape, an enchantress to beware.
With welcome arms, (and welcome bed), she charmed with kingly feast and handsome dress.
But soon the welcome did turn around as the men did quaff the sweet mulled wine,
For half the men, in spells entrapped, soon transmogrified into squealing swine!
Great Zeus, from Olympian heights, sent Herme's to Circe to plead for their release
Most reluctant was the maid, but abide she did, made men again, they once more set to sea.
------ To be continued
~11 Jun 2016~
The lions tail
Let the sleeping
Wild dog lie
When is quitely alone
Never underrate
The power of a gentle
Man
Never look for trouble
When a man is humble
To you
For dog dont eat dog
Except
when you touch
The lion tail
I'm all alone as I sit here in my room
And think of all the special memories
And the times when it was just me and you
I laugh to myself when I think of the crazy things we used to do
Sometimes i laugh outloud and sometimes i shed a tear
Not a tear of sadness but of the memories that are so dear
I know some day the time will come
When we are all together again
So I'll just sit here quitely and say a prayer till then
Departing from the train as arriving unto a new towns station..
Quitely gazing about and a wisp of cool air lifting my silk dress
Stealing a peek without under garments of which I never wear
Waltzing while swirling its greetings kisses upon, my bare flesh.
I open the front door
The sun cascades over the trees
And glances off my BMW
One press of the button
The door opens gracefuly
The window slides down quitely
Its time for work
As I enter my world
Why are you going away?
My turmoils are holding sway!
What shall I do so that you may come.
Come back ,Oh! dear make my depressed life gay.
I am not wrong my feelings say,
Miserable are the passing days,
My haps are passing away,
Come back ,Oh! dear make my depressed life gay.
Your murmur that I used to quitely hear,
Still it rings in my ears -
Your sorrow that I used to share,
Does occupy my feels major.
Remember dear -it was love alone--
That made king Lear leave the throne.
Like two ships in the night
we pass by.
Have you wondered why.
What if we stopped along
the way,
could you think of,
some thing to say.
I am sure if it came,
to that, it would be
more,than plain old chat.
We have some thing,
that bonds you and I,
some thing that you can
feel but carn't see,
some thing special,
between you and me.
I don't need to say,
I think you know,
some thing that has a
chance to grow.
Like all things ,
it starts of small,
you have to nurture it,
if you want it at all.
And with the passing of time,
what's mine is your's,
and your's is mine,
untill,
you want no more,
then I will quitely,
close the door.
A love like no other is what we share
Baby you are my world
Cant live without your love
Devoted only to you my love
Experiencing love for the first time is what i feel with you
Fiddling with our thoughts of the future
Gazing at the stars with us in mind
Holding me tight in your arms
Inticipating for the better days
Just you and me against the world
Knowing what we have is pure and true
Loving you more than you love me is the motto
Memorizing the first night we met
Not caring for no one other than you
Only got eyes for you
Playing fight is what we do for fun
Quitely leaving kisses all over
Racing to your arms each day
Stay up all night looking at stars and talking
Teaching me how to love again
Unconditional love is what i have for you
The door opens rapidly
As you hear steps entering quitely
As you feel the cold sweat run down your spin
Your fingers all become nobe
Your breahtless as the tempature in the room drops
Your like are like water forzzen inside the ice
The steps move fowars as the stairs scream
Walking slowly to the top , it all stops
You hear driping , and lean close to the door
It's coming close to you
The door handel in your rooms
Starts to....Turn slowly
You want to yell , but it's to late
The door opens.....A little
Your heart pumps.....
Your eyes grow......
Holding you breath.....
Gripping your hand
The door...slams open
But there was
No-One there
Opinions matter, I am clear in head
I do hear them with courtsey and respect
They help me pick up any useful thread
Opinions matter, I am clear in head
I like opinions kindness that embed
For peace and tranquility they help spread
Opinions matter, I am clear in head
I do hear them with courtsey and respect
Opinions that are unsolicited
With calm they can be filtered silently
They need to be discarded if dim witted
Opinions that are unsolicited
Their usefulness is often limited
In one's mind can be deleted quitely
Opinions that are unsolicited
With calm they can be filtered silently
Democracy lets opinions expressed
Even if it's against establishment
Diversity gets beautifully dressed
Democracy lets opinions expressed
Gives voice to the ones that are dispossessed
Lessens their class difference punishment
Democracy lets opinions expressed
Even if it's against establishment
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