Best Surety Poems
Canvas, calm, grinning. . .blank
Had words screamed, scarecrows trapped on the poles of their creators,
Had words formed psalms that barricaded the strongholds of the heart,
Divine despair would desperately take hold again,
Embellishing the muse
To smile, the impassive smile. . .confuse
Enraptured by your tail,
Coiling, boiling in the hot and hungry sun
The eyes, clouded, caught in a moment of inexorable suffering
Death glistening in the confirmation of tears and groans,
Shading the dialogue that never surfaces
Justice in pale focus. . .constant, still held in out-of-the-blue faith
Please,
Do not allow your perspectives to dull
Waiting so long, I deafened the cries
The very cries I so blindly expressed. . .
Words etching existences imagined
I want you to take the hand of uncertainty
For as I have, I forever feel the tremors that have given me shape
Those very hands create what you dream,
And not what you fear
Take that hand,
Squeeze it tightly
I promise you, once you touch. . .I will never let you go
For I love you,
Oh, unexplained hold. . .
Help me escape the newborn deaths of today
Teach me how to step over the carcasses of calamity
Where the innocent die to inspire the remaining
Learn how to lead me into the lights of your eyes
Please,
Give me your beautiful hand,
I will take you to places you will never understand
And it will be okay
Because where I go,
The scarecrows roam with the roaring ravens
Making music with the pulse of their wings
With the sharp click of their beaks
Where I go,
Psalms of serenity's back way make love with impending day,
Spinning despair into the golden hairs of suspended May
Where I go,
innocent flowers freely giggle arrays of life
And his tail whips mightily,
His black velvet purrs arousing breaths of caramel verisimilitude
Where we stay,
In the forever grip of the trust you and I made,
Justice is pure water,
Cool and refreshing. . .ever smiling
Please,
My love, please
Hold onto this world with me
Give me your needs that I need. . .
And I promise perspective will prosper
The canvas, one blank, filled with detailed destiny of Color Surety
October 19th, 2014
Would you march in haste
A mountains tapering side
Or defy the abyss of an oceans
Infuriated tide,
And to exist for I only
When affairs volunteer so rough
Then I’d believe it’s true to state
That this is surely LOVE…………………
Would you high jack in turbulence
An airborne fast jet plane
Or scamper the crest of an express
Propelling midnight train,
And to become enhancer of voice for I
When speech is in vain so tough
Then I’d believe it’s true to state
That this is surely LOVE…………………
Would you bolt fearless through the wilderness
Upon a virgin stallion horse
Or challenge the heart of hurricane
Entrust with strides of force,
And partake within my tragedies
When my sights are set above
Then I’d believe it’s true to state
That this is surely LOVE………………….
Would you voyage yonder with projection
Horizontal to the moon
Or pursue the clouds in governed cover
Of a hot air charged balloon,
And foresee to be unconscious
Of my weakness
When my brain is full of fluff
Then I’d believe it’s true to state
That this is surely LOVE……………….
Would you embark upon the darkness
Within the jaws of a lions lair
Or deputise for I the showdown
With a black as thunder bear,
And shield I with protection
From showers of human stuff
Then I’d believe it’s true to state
That this is surely LOVE…………………
Would you advance in gravity
With endurance of flames upon your feet
Or scramble the soils of meadows
Laden of towering seasoned wheat,
And to steer I honest and wisely
Retained buttoned within your cuff
Then I’d believe it’s true to state
That this is surely LOVE…………………
Would it be solely for I alone
That averse to the world you stand
To transform my blind spot of naivety
And harbour I from total man,
But foremost of all, to be my friend
As that to I is proof enough
Then I shall believe it is correct to state
That, that is obviously the surety of LOVE........
To come from faith is a trap
snares woven between the words
took to heart by the sincere
before the mind is lost to fear
there is no telling where a life ends
from conception to the last descent
into madness without escape
surety set against all wills
others are damned as so entranced
the lockstep standard is applied
wedded to religion’s jest
that ego lost is safety gained
confusion is the monster born
identity turned to flip the tale
where the god stands alone
or is the enemy of common man.
salted sure solidarity
soldier servicing s o l i t u d e
stable E Y E in storms
staring at ships
s a i l i n g
sagacious
seas
sombre in siren
signalling ~~~ \/\/\/
with …..
seals and salmon
we sighted
sanguine light
singular spirits of singing sapience
some to summits
you show in
STATURE
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