Best Shall Poems
Through eternal sun stars and space
My love shall find you I will embrace
Thru invisible realms and empty voids
There is nothing that my love avoids
Thru stormy clouds and distant dreams
My love shall be there in sailing streams
Within broken hearts and withered souls
My love shall rise above these hellish holes
Thru lonely streets and dark smoked rooms
My love shall find you through the fumes
Within abandoned hope and life on edge
My love shall find you this I solely pledge
Thru forgotten time and distant sorrow
My love shall find you with Cupids arrow
Thru hell itself and the armies of darkness
My love shall enlighten even the heartless
Thru times of grief and unwanted wasted war
Just look above for my love will start to pour
Thru anguished thoughts and apprehensions
My love shall find you through all dimensions.
Aug.05.2017
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(Inveniam viam)
Far beyond these eerie things, where limits have no scales
Fish are replacing gills, with turbine aerated tails
Sea level’s losing all meaning, for the humpback whales
Ships piggyback them, harpoons syphon wind from their sails
Today I woke up early, lately I’ve let dreams flow
Into an abstract yonder, where visions often go
A wave came over me, up from my downy pillow
When tidal forces passed away, many moons ago
As the ocean waved goodbye, I called for an encore
Behaving like a poultice, the beach drew back old gore
You could’ve bowled me over, sent ripples to my core
Never again I’d sleep soundly, near this bloody shore
After a fretful lie-on, facing truths with each turn
My sundial running on empty, stars can’t always churn
Moribund in dimness, til an old spark can return
Reigniting glory days, (let supernovae burn)
Overhead the vacuum grows, just to make more space
Stretching my dysmorphia, to align with gods face
No one knows for certain, who enhanced his human race
Gave an artful hand, outsmarting evolution’s pace
As life spirals forward, in a world out of control
Entropy dismantles, stripping back our maker’s role
The poet in me keeps goofing, digging deeper holes
He’s a junkie rhymester, overdosing on this soul
So hail all billionaires, who never walk down my street
Flying above fake cripples, with power in their feet
Prodigies of bad and worse, scheming to make ends meet
Leaves an aftertaste of smugness, one that will repeat
As for those big questions, some take a straightforward twist
Two things I thought might go away, stubbornly exist
Not death or taxes, I’m already over that list
Each day I arise, how come lies and bullsh!t persist?
First there was oblivion, til I woke up and saw
Now fully awake, dead ahead looms a fatal flaw
But so long as I can dream, and able to guffaw
It only hurts when I laugh, Don’t you think? vents my jaw
By David Kavanagh
Hms
Say ye to the righteous, that it shall be well
With him, for they shall eat the fruit of their doings.
-Isaiah 3:10
Though peace your soul is denied
But your heart seeks many a things well
Hear ye the word of the lord
"It shall be well with you"
Though sorrow your home reside
And thy pain comes with the day
Hear ye the word of the lord
"It shall be well with you"
When darkness has passed away
And a new day has come your way
This is what the lord had said
"It shall be well with you"
When the sun's sleep begin
And the stars are out in grace
This is what the lord had said
"It shall be well with you"
Though thy shame be great indeed
And your name has a date with pain
If thy hope remains in God
"It shall be well with you"
So a poor wage you endure
But an entrepreneur you long to become
If thy hope remains in God
"It shall be well with you"
Sometimes I feel this urge
When my thoughts and feelings merge
The depth of the pain is inexplicable
I try to bring all my worries to the table
Each and every layer I unwrap
But I can find no way out of this trap
I think it’s going to always be there
I just have to learn to not care
Life is going to bring you lots of ups and downs
After each storm learn to straighten your crown
Don’t let anything destroy your mental peace
“This too shall pass” , and your troubles shall cease.
Name of Poet (Optional) : Positive Soul
Shall I dare think of him?
The darkest glistening eyes,inviting me to sin.
Profoundly lost, when soft sounds from his throat called.
Twas a full moon Spring midnight in Chicago.
My goose pimpled back caressed by warm brick walls.
Your hands on my hips,time carved,never erased.
A grin, wonderfully naughty, I will remember.
Closing my eyelids in a forever springtime night.
Yes, yes and yes...Then, no,no,and no.
His young butterfly, ever so softly moaned.
Enamored and lost in his twilight net.
Would that I could turn back the rigid times and be!
With you, your velvet-winged monarch butterfly.
Your most willing captive, most joyfully caught forever.
Come now...cast your net~my willing imprisonment.
February 9, 2020
Midnight PST
When you find yourself alone in the shadows
Void of peace and tricked by deceit,
Know that light flushes out the dark
And there's a light deep within your heart
If you find yourself in a crowd blind of clear sights,
Remove yourself from their company, and find some light
It will always be darkest before dawn
So prepare yourself a light
Because darkness will surely come
For shadow shrouds over everyone and everything,
Never are you alone when the night comes to cling
We all share the same sun and the same moon
But with life comes fire, let us use it to banish the present gloom
Together, when we all contribute to the fire
We can create warmth and huddle around the campfire
Until this present darkness expires
Some may be lost within the pitch black, and absent day
Some may even run wild in search of prey
But know this..
Within your heart can start a spark,
The smallest fire can give birth to soaring flames
So bright you might even forget the darkness even came
The light shall overcome the night, breaching through the skies
So hold fast to your light, whatever it may be
A candle, a torch, a lantern, or even the full moon shining across the seas and stars
GOD never gives us more than we can handle
So hold strong to your BLAZING candles
The murmur of winds urges me
to ride past new moon’s seasons …
it’s not joy I shall feed on; no, perhaps
a more raw wildfire: a glaze bursting in the dark
or morn of life as is; this craving to sow my girlish
harvest with a nectar of mindful knowing, of aging;
sweet-sour yet somewhat delectable...
Then to gather new seeds, wait for grass and toil
in fireglow over hills and oceans, clutching all
the epiphanies that shall hold me together.
Brian Strand Premiere Contest 130
Re- posted 2/25/2018
Grace and mercy
I shall ever implore
as my soul
yields to boundless passions
crosses lines
and in dire straits
found lost.
The Hand of God
I shall ever beseech
to touch my heart
turn hate into compassion
envy into contentment
vanish vanity into modesty
and to raise me up
as I fall.
The blessings of His Holiness
I shall ever pray for
a voice of truth
a valiant spirit
wearing the night to meet the dark
a beauty
oozing from deep within
seeping into souls' hearts.
The voice of abiding gratitude
I shall ever raise
an unbending power
though heavy the pain
endurance is God's reward
His guidance, a divine award
the gifts bestowed upon me, I adore
greedy I am to ask for more!
Poetry,
a gift how I wish for!
I shall ever sip its lore
as I aspire
the greatness of its core
my worries would swallow
and in its bounties
my words would wallow.
***
My gratitude to God for the many blessings one of which walking along with dear fellow poets and friends a wonderful path of Poetry and sharing its light and beauty..
Happy New Year to every beautiful soul that has touched my heart and added a lot of depth and meaning..
surely, I shall recall my death as well as I fail to remember my birth
When dusk arrives each night, I shall whisper sweet nothings,
when the door closes I shall tenderly show passion-
We know that love is not material items or diamond rings,
but a wholeness filled with adoration and compassion.
I shall kiss you gently as the ivory dove sweetly sings,
for a merciful and kind life your heart brings.
All noise shall go away, and I shall comfort with ease,
when darkness hovers I shall reveal my desires-
A hush here and there and then your pain will cease,
as the beauty of our great love tenderly transpires.
We shall walk hand and hand in the crisp morn’ breeze,
and together see the hope and faith no one else sees.
Soft and kind we shall defeat all who try to steal
our joy and happiness when we are together-
For you have given me devotion, my heart you did heal,
and we shall walk a path of love forever and ever.
When we said our wedding vows we made a deal,
that until eternity ends, this love we shall feel.
Sweet nothings I shall whisper to you each night,
and we shall begin anew the very next day-
With you by my side I shall always see the light,
and write rhymes of fondness sometimes I can’t say.
When I am blinded by pain, you are my sight,
sweet nothings I shall whisper to you each night.
November 16, 2017
As he came...
Bent down towards me
He took me by the hand...
Led me out to the dance floor..
As the music played...
he held me close
his heart beating next to mine
warmth surounded us...
soft... melodies played
I said... I am scared
For I never done this before...
He said.. no worrys..
I am here... my dear
then he whispered into my ear
Singing melodies of lyrics of song
As the music played
We swayed to the music
as held me close unto him...
his strong arms held me tight
dancing on through the night..
gentle as he... guided me
across the dance floor...
Sweeetness music played
More Beautiful then ever before...
Precious moments...
Then I woke up...
Twas just a dream
of many dreams..
But then again
was it???
Tis be soon...
As time shall be...
When moment comes
I shall dance the dance..
as He guides me
Across the sky
Then between the stars...
To the other side..
Beyond... Glorious Love Eternity..
Sweeet Divine Precious moments..
Shall forever be...
Music Plays.. Melodies unto our King
Harmony of all souls
Whom belong to Him
Come... to Jesus
Lets Dance the Dance of Glorious Love Together...
Sweeetness of the Souls..
“ So It Shall Be ”
Aye... then so it shall be...
as faire lass doth so request now o'me.
A'holler so 'twas that o'which she'd asked...
In a where and a how thus thrice deftly masked.
'Tis no need ye'd wont worry...
if'n or not I'd been a bit poorly...
Fer time a'me ownsake moves with a'pace...
only in wait... another well drawn ace.
'Tis this if naught other, that which has been found...
as time for us all doth spin 'round.
A'back to there from whence it began...
'tis all can we encompass in one o'life's span.
Once a'stroll back through time's encapsulated stills...
test, trial or mayhap notion o'will...
as if watched from a'far mine own time's skill.
As oft as not... yet surely at best...
'tis all but to do a'such fondness in jest.
'Twas life that go-round oh so thought merry...
'twas we were those guided by myth sung her fairy.
Yet so 'tis then true as last o'words do be spoken...
'twas all but naught other than token.
For must well be he paid that oarsman o'dread...
When 'tis time for me dreams to be gone o'me head.
SeaWolf
©
When the rain shall come
When the new day shall be
You and I will rejoice
For the rain will wash away
The painful seasons of tyranny
For the new day shall bring
A dawn of a new hope
The hope to continue living
Long days of waiting for rain
Have never been easy at all
But when the rain shall come
The drought shall run to hide
As a gush of rain water
Quenches the dilapidated dusty ground
And you and I shall
Drink the water of the rain
As we curse the dying dust
Of the dead drought,
When the rain shall come
Parched and dry, this barren field stretches,
I wander, head hung low,
staring at the emptiness eclipsing my thoughts
Brittle blades of grass disappear beneath
my worn out sneakers,
black and white crushing beige
in slow fashioned footprints of blistered dust
“My sanity for some cool water”
When upon my shoulders, reddened by solar intensity,
wet from exerted energy, comes a breeze
as if Autumn has come to claim her colors,
to gather her brown and sepia landscape,
pull the lifeless trees, with little leaf
from the chalk textured ground taking it
where it would suit another, for this is my luck
"Take my shade I beg not, for it is merely a branch”
Like fingers of a silken web’s reach,
a soft caress of skin is not understood, though very pleasant
Nature finds me a shiver, a small comfort in this arid place
once crawling with snakes of assorted length, now
green as if lush has just been defined
with sweet air and pomegranate skies featuring a glow,
pristine shades of which I’ve never seen, heavenly
“To whom might I thank for such a gift?”
When before me stands, my eyes saturated and lost
slowly focus on beauty, winged loveliness now smiling within my own
personal oasis, which quickly forms in my heart
An angel, a goddess, extends a hand to me?
My cracked and weathered palm touches, smooth, gentle
her hand as she lifts me, I am weightless, floating
to her, my breath leaves me as I wonder, is this my end?
“If this beauty shall be my final curtain, let it be dropped slowly”
A voice of velvet speaks, as I fade in and out of reality,
now steadied by her touch and the sweet scent of lavender and lime
“I have come to you as a verse, for poetry is thy keeper,
thy words have been heard,” lyrical this voice sings
melodic and harmonious, a rhythm to the beat of my heart,
the race of my pulse, the love of my life, my muse, my all
“Eternal to you I shall write, for your beauty fuels my pen”
*I feel this poem speaks of poetry, the reason we are all here. To find and share our muse, to be inspired and grow together in poetry. It also was a step out of my comfort zone for me as this was an early write of mine where I tried a few new ideas.
There are different levels of truth
I climb
Staircases
That
Go
Far
Beyond
Comprehension
Reality is made of thoughts
Spiraling and humming
Like they are something
But in the end
They are all just ideas
Driving to nowhere except
Waiting to be found and
Put into motion
Heights of control
Shift to third and go above
Everyone is an enigma
I fall in affection
constantly
With myself
Metamorphosing
Who am I to ask of perfection?
I is always capitalized
but what if
i is i and we are we, and he, we together
make something different, completely?
Manufacturing lines put together
Vehicles that take soul imprinted notions
on midnight drives by the avenue
Sell them to the Lord, to the Devil
'Tis all the same
For goodness sake, heaven is simply
What we make it