Best Visionarymay Poems
Where regal forts lie dormant now,
Once Maedbh beheld the Sacred Cow,
At Cruachan of the fifty mounds,
From Uaigh na gCat came Faery sounds,
A vision, behold, Róisín Dubh,
Symphony of my stolen love,
Never before a sight so fair,
Like Adams ale flowed burning hair,
'Come now young seeker, take my hand,
And come with me to Faery land'
And then she hummed her Faery tune,
Invoking ages of the moon,
'For who but you may understand,
The grieving whispers of this land?'
Blessed am I, behold this sight,
The Sídhe summon me tonight,
'And who but you may come to know,
The seraphic language of the crow?'
'Come now young seeker, from the cold,
And know not sickness, death nor old'
Then louder grew her Faery tune,
And slowly I began to swoon,
'You once were children of the Sun,
Where heroes dwelt there now are none'
'Deepest silence, they must endure,
But not for you whose soul is pure'
'The time will be upon us soon,
To sing the chorus of the moon'
At Cruachan of the fifty mounds,
From Uaigh na gCat came Faery sounds,
Boldly now I took her hand,
And off we went to Faery land
The coral crumbles, and paradise is overthrown in sand
And they pour the children into it like water upon tongues
What the breeze blows in my eyes cannot blind my tears
Your captains do not know the shoals like me, I dreamed awake
Among the reefs, before the breakers plundered everything
I long now to hold your rudder, but time has rot the ropey ladder
Night and day, high tides and low, I sob to mount the slippery deck
Where the tropic spray may slap may face and brace me to the plank
Until I dock the fairest ship in history's fairest weather
or A COFFER OR A COFFIN
“Rage on,” my friend said unto me
“Guard what’s yours with urgency
For walls can be scaled by scoundrels and enter your domain
So keep a steady eye on what treasures you were blessed to own
Small trinkets of gold or a large diamond ring
never allow a stranger to lodge with you or accept that which he may bring
Lest your coffer be missing when sister sun shines in a criminal’s eyes
Be wise and wizened by wisdom wrought of rightful indignation
And let no man diminish you nor cause ye somewhere to surrepticiusly hide
Avoiid not the fact for every man to know where you alone can be found
with armaments for destruction, devastation and all out war be yours
Allow the will of your castle never to be denied
As you hide not the pride you feel inside
And grow greater from all the grief
Stand stagnant ready to be relegated to belief
The fact that no man is unable to protect himself
if be he armed with confidence
The necessary weapon that will bring his enemies down
And the conviction akin to the rosacution seen within his glare
With a countenance of strength
For you were birthed, born, made, created, and molded by the steady hand of the
overlord of our universe
So suffer no man’s ill will nor any fruitless curse
And as unfolds your destiny decided long ago
No matter what the masses may say
I say, Rage on my friend
Because to you I might seem very kind
But turn your back on my shadow
and I’ll rob your f******g castle blind
(2011.….Poefree
You may not know, as emptiness surrounds you everywhere you go
If you could see behind a different eye,
would it be a friend or a foe?
Pain is smooth at the surface
Triggering the roots from down below
Ceases to hide behind your pride
Following you, as you continue to grow
Glancing upon a broken surface
You hide from your own reflection
You hide from all you know
Emptiness cannot be seen or heard
So you yourself, may never know
There’s no harm in trying
Some days you can’t go wrong
There’s no harm in falling
When you do…listen to this song
I’ve been happy
Good Lord knows I’ve been sad
Faced the world head on
And took the good with the bad
Some days you wake up
And wish they’d be over
Some days you wake up
And they're filled with clover
I’m still warm
No I’m not cold
I won’t live forever
May not grow old
I can’t hang on tomorrow
I can’t dwell on yesterdays sorrow
I won’t see the days new dawn
If today I’m already gone
Sometimes you’re out in the cold
Sometimes caught in the storm
Sometimes your bones are aching
Searching for some feeling good warm
Sometimes you’ll feel all alone
Like you just can’t find a friend
Sometimes the worlds on your shoulder
And you’ll break at the bend
God is my witness
This to shall pass…
And it will bring
Greener grass
I’m still warm
No I’m not cold
I won’t live forever
May not grow old
I can’t hang on tomorrow
I can’t dwell on yesterdays sorrow
I won’t see the days new dawn
If today I’m already gone
Like all of Gods good creatures... Ya gotta keep, keeping on
Like all of Gods good creatures…Ya gotta keep, keeping on...Ya gotta keep, keeping on
or A COFFER OR A COFFIN
“Rage on,” my friend said unto me
“Guard what’s yours with urgency
For walls can be scaled by scoundrels and enter your domain
So keep a steady eye on what treasures you were blessed to own
Small trinkets of gold or a large diamond ring
never allow a stranger to lodge with you or accept that which he may bring
Lest your coffer be missing when sister sun shines in a criminal’s eyes
Be wise and wizened by wisdom wrought of rightful indignation
And let no man diminish you nor cause ye somewhere to surrepticiusly hide
Avoiid not the fact for every man to know where you alone can be found
with armaments for destruction, devastation and all out war be yours
Allow the will of your castle never to be denied
As you hide not the pride you feel inside
And grow greater from all the grief
Stand stagnant ready to be relegated to belief
The fact that no man is unable to protect himself
if be he armed with confidence
The necessary weapon that will bring his enemies down
And the conviction akin to the rosacution seen within his glare
With a countenance of strength
For you were birthed, born, made, created, and molded by the steady hand of the
overlord of our universe
So suffer no man’s ill will nor any fruitless curse
And as unfolds your destiny decided long ago
No matter what the masses may say
I say, Rage on my friend
Because to you I might seem very kind
But turn your back on my shadow
and I’ll rob your f******g castle blind
(2011.….Poefree
This too will pass...Dark days will appear, but we must hold on;
We will shed tears, but know, we are never alone.
This too will pass...Tribulations may occur, but it is not the end;
Happiness 24/7 is what we all prefer, but know, hearts don't break, they bend!
This too will pass...Sometimes through our fears, mistakes will be made.
When a window of opportunity appears, don't pull down the shade!
This too will pass...You may not have a plan, but when you do, follow through;
Because every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do!
This too will pass...There will be emotional ails, but believe me you will not die;
Don't be afraid to fail, be afraid to try!
Written for Paula Swansons contest "Pass"
This is to all of you who have two good eyes to see.
Most of you don’t know what has been happening to me.
My vision has been experiencing steady declining.
Objects have become more difficult in defining.
One takes for granted every visualization,
denying possibilities of an occasion
when the total loss of sight becomes realization.
One day, I may not be able to see the day’s light
I may be entrapped in constant, perpetual night.
This is what happens when one loses the sense of sight.
This is a situation that can render great fright.
Sight is of the five senses, of greatest importance.
Without it, one does not truly have independence.
It forces one to be dependent on other’s aid
This scenario is enough to make one afraid.
It makes one vulnerable to others in the field.
In crossing the street when alone, their fate can be sealed.
Another tax deduction comes for deprivation.
However, no one considers that compensation.
One can’t always make an independent decision.
Everyday life is more difficult without vision.
Inspiration is like:
A virtual hotwire to a higher power
"it" could be a cloudless day
a summers rain shower
or a soaring bridge over the tossing bay
like: climbing all in one leap
the tower of observation
to look out or in, to jump out or creep
up on the object of ones consideration
a path in to the source
out through the door or,
on through the verdant course
to where the spirit can soar
to overlook the teeming world below
to interconnect, introspect, NOT to subject
to capture a moment within the flow
not to object, or prospect to reject
to discover a dimly percieved coorelation
as it passes on some mental stream
or survives the fragmentation
of a dream
to flee eagerly the confines
through a passage to a hidden core
to overcome "their" defines
to become gratefully, so much more
Listen...to hear only what you wish, is unwise
listening for what's expected may cause dismay
truth is sometimes obscured, or in disguiise
but not really hidden, only unbidden, in some casual way
Discovering may only require:
the desire.
I am the lost children
I am he who has wandered astray
I am the darkened wood
Witness my abscence of fear
Feel the power of my rage
My spirit knows not defeat
in the face of my enemies
for I am Defiant
And I will never yield to the forces
that seek to hinder me
Beware all that is Evil, for my will
is the sword that smites you
I am the Black sheep
and my brothers keeper
My wrath is that of justice
I am strong
so that I may protect the weak
I am lost
so that I may find them.
....And may you all hail the priceless day
Hold your scarlet colored Armageddon sky
Hope for the best...may your gray days return to you
Midnight fevers and noon disgusts,discussions at the square table meant for large minds
Citizens in comforted fear...
They all scream "control me, CONTROL ME!"
The Beautiful people are gone.Where have they all gone?
The Goodbyes are now in order.
Funeral Mondays and mournful years to come.
Sweet dreams to the children, for they to will grow,despair will to corrupt them
...And may the last night for everyone be a forgetful one
A message from a poet to all that lives on earth to demonstrate mercy.
Calm
Love and forgiveness is the way of peace
Reconciliation so that hate may cease
A softer tone to comfort the weak
A brighter path of negotiation and turning the other cheek
Holding hands in dear bonding with one another
All humanity living in harmony with each other.
A civilized state of common respect for all
The direction to tear down conflict and a sexist wall
To seek justice to insure safety with the reminder of responsibility
Redeeming our spirituality or freedom of choice, indiscriminately
So that we all may stand united without fear undoubtedly
Calm.
-Valinteno Robertson 2011
There's sanity within my pen
A relaxing ease where I can win
Thoughts and comments they may be
But they all belong to me
In some a story may be told
Others came to me as I grew old
Some may even sound like a fantasy
But every one is special to me
With it's own time and space
Each one takes us to a different place
Words that seem to flow free
In the open waves of eternity
There is just a great feeling that I get
When at the key board is where I sit
My mind is busy with the pictures I see
And the voices that speak to me
I type some and even erase
But this is my very very happy place
Come on in no need to be shy
You'll know everyone before we say Good Bye
If for relaxing your in some need
Come on back and have a little read
Let your mind just slip away
For a minute forget about today
Let yourself into the fantasy
That no one but you will ever see
A minutes peace I hope that you find
As you with me and we unwind
Just like Calgon the take us away
But for now right here I'll stay.
An Uncle Charlie Original
© 2008 unclecharlie
I try hard not to meet reproach
during the period of which i exist
when I repose-the work I've done
I hope well after my existence I'll live
darkness i must proceed from
for-if I don't- I may meet reproach
and after my existence I may live-but not as long
when my soul is free- and my flesh is carrion
my name will be tarry
my name will be siempre
my name will be immortal
do you think this inconceivable
well if you do I beg to differ
-G.E.N.E.R.A.L.
He will be taken
to a corner of the world
forced to live without
charged with false accusations
enprisoned and doomed
a fate worse than death
no one knows where this jail is
or who he is
or when his final day may be
the sins of the world laid to rest upon saving this one life
blamed for the roots of all evils
from spilling seeds to crookery
detailed
yet location and time a mystery
codes and signs developed
for who knows what
loving the sin and not the sinner
the devil owes thee
and may try to prove his cunning and sly
get out of his end of the bargain
the wool pulled off the wolf
the tag passed
back to the conference
hidden agendas and full blown sabotoge witnessed
the devils fate here misread
blackmailed with
paid to smile in his presence
two sides, bait and switch
thousands accepting bribes
left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing
lady luck runs out
to give the key to father time