Best Relinquish Poems
A secret, sister,
On my death gather my poems,
Make a pack of my poetry collection, wrapped,
and burn them.
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December 17, 2015
Poetry/Verse/I Relinquish Them
Copyright Protected, ID 15-736-167-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Something With Great Impact,
Sponsor, nette Onclaud
First Place
November-a-drizzle on that west coast grey
not far from the billowing factory plumes
where weary men and temp-clerk ‘girls’
punched the clock to buy more time
in the Dewdney Trunk trailer court
Holed up against that wintery veil of certain loss
they buried their growing vulnerability
beneath the slow rise of abandon, trembling
on bated breath and beaded sweat and
sweet scattered lies, that
Perennial harvest rooted-deep in whispers
what if? what if? if only?
they’d planted truths in that hard ground
like we mattered—
any cost less than this
stark expanse of springless regret
*Image of I'm Letting Go So I Can Be Free by Pinterest.
Relinquish
A blossoming beauty breathes
beyond bothersome barbs beneath,
A humming harbinger hurriedly
handling honey hallmarked its host,
A sunshine stretch steamingly
of bodies special slicked spilt skins,
A solitary star secludes a sky
set love's sights are surely smitten.
2022 July 20
*2nd Place*
A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 July 22
LORD, I'M GRATEFUL FOR HOW YOU'RE
SO LONG SUFFERING WITH ME,AND MY
BIPOLAR MOMENTS..
LORD I APPRECIATE THE HEDGE OF
PROTECTION . WANTING TO GO ASTRAY
WITH MY OWN BLUEPRINT. INSTEAD OF
STICKING TO THE ORIGINAL ARRANGEMENT.
RELINQUISHING HAND AND THE PLANS OF
MAN TOPPLE TO THE GROUND.UPSET AND
CONFUSE MORTAL MAN SURRENDERS HIS
METHOLOGIES BACK TO THE FATHER.A
LECTURE WITHOUT VERBAL SOUND, JUST
A RELINQUISHING HAND. WILL UNLOCK
THE EYES OF MAN.CAUSING CONSCIENTIOUSNESS
TO STAY IN A STRAIGHT AND NARROW WAY.
Holding on too tightly to lose at the end. To recipocate love on a mutual plateaus.
I relinquish my love from you not because I stopped loving you. I will always love you
unconditionally. Your heart must be freed to be true to your higher being, then to
yourself and lastly to me.Time apart will give us space to heal, so this is why my
precious, my love I must yield. Relinquish my love allowing it to grow nuturing my
wounds which is really is my ego.
Form:
The scriptures bemuse,
their teachings confuse,
for we
grasp not offered clues
and so win or lose,
we see
that we may so choose
love without excuse,
to be.
Tied to our mind tree,
how can we be free
unless
head and heart agree
to frolic in glee,
undress,
flowing thus carefree,
in a fun filed spree;
no stress.
If we would progress,
fears we must address,
defuse,
that bliss makes ingress
and God may soul bless,
transfuse
His grace to access
cause of soul’s duress,
to cruise.
04-April-2023
Virelai
Wither into dismay my morose friend
Sullen intent filters to the masses befriending the inner abyss
A beacon, that beckons ferociously through this scattered mind
Slither beneath the skin a thick black mist
Feel the eternal torture as the torment wheel spins
Whosoever denies me suffers malicious hands
Blistering solitude engulfs you in a world so cold
Salvation rocks the cradle as against sinful demands
Relinquish all harbored disease buried deep within the soul
Bequeath that you do not desire to devote and embrace me
I am the remedy of such anguish and pain
Stand up and come forth to claim your right beneath me
Misery barricaded for no witness to bare
Such a shameful and sad heart that reeks of havoc
Mindful gestures turned to herded habitual nature
Look away, discard, and burn this chaotic world
Praise be the bounty brought forth to wash away the memories
Contract, devote, relinquish and there shall be no more
Amidst at the aguish laden road it ends in darkness
Close your eyes my old friend, slip away forever more
For you have no more cross to bare!
Form:
Oh dear weary soul,
relinquish control
and simply be still,
aligned with God’s will.
Inhale divine grace
at an easy pace
and exhale intent,
granting love consent.
Tranquil eye mindful
makes life beautiful.
As our heart lotus blooms,
blissful rapture zooms.
17-August-2022
every ism
imposes
binding us
look at breath
and heartbeats
they flow on
love and light
free for all
just be it
04-March-2023
Tricube
Relinquish control, embrace grace
See, the table is laid
Time’s now to meet God face to face
In His heavenly glade
Stop thinking, start feeling
In bliss hues appealing
Enabling heart’s healing
Dear soul, to feel whole
Relinquish control
09-January-2022
Quietus
Place me back into the dark cupboard
bed bottoms, noose knotted;
linen cloth hung upon a window pain
Strung around my neck;
clenching at my throat
And I can't even speak anymore;
I'm so close to the ground
I can't breathe anymore;
Silence is the worst sound
I can't feel;
My face or my feet anymore
Can I please reach the floor.
Don't keep me hung up here
This has happened before
You always
Let me
Down.
Slotted abruptly into a concept
Bold intimation begs he correspond
Gypsy psyche brown moth becomes windswept
Attempt to bracket him or wander on
Waiting with pattern disrupted, fear tinged
On crops offering fluffy promises
Closing chapter rips lustre from bronze wings
Field generosity astonishes
Cotton airborne released from spindly twigs
Soul exfoliated floats borderless
White flight blank wanting absorbs all of his
Virgin shirks burden of choice, subordinate
Soft vessel travels to land's bitter edge
In salt soak Pacific, brief life extends
9th May 2021
Written for Contest: Summer Love Sonnet
Sponsor: John Hamilton
You rock ‘n roll heads, country bumpkins and sillies
Trying to intimidate us into living your life path
It is hilarious to us, so we laugh open mouthed
Using shame we cannot feel, for we do not feel anymore
We are dying in your staid tunnels and ditches
Not you dinosaurs, you still hold onto jobs we need
The eighteen year olds of your time were sent as fodder
to die in rice paddies and swamps in Viet Nam. Sure.
But we are dying here, as you parade around in your pearls.
With your stocks and bonds, and fourteen karat chains.
You are all about obtaining things, while we cleave onto people
Your advice is worthless to us; we are the unemployable
Because you are keeping all of the jobs……………….selfishly.
We are not your enemy or your combatants, merely people.
We would like to run away in vans with painted flowers
We would like Woodstock to happen with yellow smiling faces.
We would readily wear our love beads, and our hair your way.
We admire your love for materialism but when is it our turn?
Relinquish the jobs. You have worked too long already.
It is our turn. You are enjoying what we have never experienced.
If I am forced to relinquish ten things, these are the things I will abdicate:
Politics
Liver
Rat poison
Cars without chrome
Dirty windows
Housework
Mean people
Gossipers
Drug dealers
People who don’t like dogs
Prophecy, unending till
begins and ends ~ myself not nil
a forward or between
that might have been!
Condescending, like the rule of thought's chagrin
is offered as a choice or not a win
but as a rife encountered, not as fool
I follow heart or listening, follow through!
I follow only will, man's choice o'er sin
still useless, that I follow my own whim,
that beggar's difference, wanting faith's Amen,
I follow message, knowing mine be heard again?
Can't hide or run away
the options can't exclude to bring obey,
God's asking to but follow Him, and then
relinquish my own self . . . the what I've been!