Best Visionaryme Poems
ANTS ON A HILL
A little way of tiny life,
insects which are not easy to sight.
Follow me, I'll follow you.
Easy to spot in daylight
Sticking together without glue,
sneaking in cracks at night.
Walking around with no clue!
Stepping on them left to right.
To their queen they are true.
They don't seem to be very bright.
Walking in a straight line is all they do.
Everything to them is a meal,
even the meat on me or you.
Ants on a hill,
I stand here by Chance.
Ants on a hill,
I can't stand still.
Ants on a hill,
Making me dance,
Ants on a hill,
Their mean bite is real.
Ants on a hill,
My legs I scratch.
Someone give me some gasoline and a match.
Ants on a hill,
Who I will burn and smash!
I.T.
S.K.A.T. POETRY
It's 2 a.m. and for the life of me
I can’t sleep. Perhaps too many iced green
Teas. It doesn’t bother me you see
Not getting rest I mean, it’s the caffeine
That keeps me awake and I miss dreaming
Dreams that I turn into reality.
Those pleasant visions become the real thing:
A contrived visual modality.
Awake I’m between
A paradoxical dream
And veracity
In this state I know who I really am
Because I am the creator of them.
A fluid existence into this realm
Where all I dream is at my command.
The rules of conduct
Are for myself to decide
I’m the one in charge
Experiment with my thoughts and beliefs
with elaborated dream-scape motifs.
MAYA ANGELOU INSPIRED ME WITH THE POEM STILL I RISE
I've been judged by the color of my skin
Treated like i'm a nothing,a nobody
Called by many a name:a fool, a nothing,not even a human
But i continue to rise
They hate me for who i am
They try their best to put me down
They try to fill my heart with despair
But yet i still continue to rise
Every chance they get,its to cause me hurt
They look at me like i'm some kind of abomination
They constantly seek my extermination
But i still continue to rise
Do they hate me for just being me
That i don't follow the crowds,or go with their flow
The fact that i'm different from them
The fact that i don't do the same things they do.
And as if that wasn't enough
My own race at times shun me, and criticize each other
Their constanly going against one another,son against father,daughter against mother
Sometimes i feel trapped in this malice
Smothered in this constant hatery of the races
We all must try to seek freedom and redemption
This is why i must continue to rise
I offer prayers to those in need of prayers
I shed a tear for the fallen and broken,watching the tears become a river
Can you people see this black youth's tears
All i can do now is pray for peace,hope,and better days
In fact,let me say a prayer in hopes of better days
For these reasons i'm gonna continue to rise
I want to say peace and love to people in the east,west,north,and south.
To lift them all out of misery,sorrow,and doubt
R.I.P. and love to those who've come and gone.
Good luck and better days to those who've yet to be born.
R.I.P. to my people who're no longer here.
Love to those who're fighting for a better future
But until the day that i can see you all again
I will continue to live,continue to dream
Through all the pain,sadness,and rain.
The sun will shine one day again.
And we'll hold hands and watch hope rise
Which is why for that I WILL STILL CONTINUE TO RISE..
I remember meeting you,
I was young girl lost,
You reached your hand and showed me the entrance to twilight,
Between heaven and earth,
We dances on the crystal water,
While the fish swam beneath us in circles,
You taught me the language of the fairies and how to dance with black wolves,
We howled to the autumn moon,
While running through the forbidden woods
You gave me the key to life,
We soared with the angelic angels into the infinite sky,
Reaching the stars they showed us the path to bliss,
Swirling into the galaxy we united into one,
Swings on vines through the jungle
Eating dinner with the lion king,
And listened to the story of Rama and Sita
But one day you fell into darkness and I chased you into the depts of space,
Reaching my hand you grabbed it,
So let us enter twilight once more between heaven and earth.
I'm contemplating killing my other me,
The one who fronts for the five figure manager at Ruby Tuesday for a job,
Struggling to tie loose ends, so my ends don't meet.
Strangers they are, Me and I, I and Me,
And there is a sharp turn ahead,
So I can't see our future.
Contemplating offing that sucka!
An actor, he can accurately depict whatever you want him to,
A puppet for a crowd full of the wealthy and snobby,
And I, the weak minded puppeteer of financial slavery?
Broke brotha representa?
Am real.
Seriously contemplating killing my other me,
I mean getting him good for all the eggshells he left in the batter,
There's no way I'm getting cake!
I mean the ladies would dig I,
Maybe even marry a brotha, but me?
This dude falls back and plays chill for no reason,
While the girls are just teasing, begging me please come see!
He tries to wait, and play it smart, but the game ends before he begins...
I'm contemplating killing my other me,
He has no purpose, no drive, stuck on the side of life's highway with his hazards on,
Dormant, while my friends pass by,
I have no clue where I'm going,
But I sit in the passenger seat while this fool puts nowhere in the GPS,
Stressed because I am me and he seems confident in us...
I trust the untrustworthy with my most valued possession,
Life.
So death should come to me...
And it will when i sense the urge to kill,
But for now...
I'm just contemplating killing my other me.
The heat of your breath hitting against me
Firing up my insides...seethingly sexy
Against my neck fascination begins
Bearing your silken Latin mocha skin
Wanton chocolate eyes melt me again
Dozens of synergies and elements connect
None I have had ...ever had this effect
Feeling like a kid :) ...hands in your pocket
Pressing your cool nose against my eye socket... :)
Silly me ....enjoying the simplest fun feeling
Slowly I exhale ...soothingly healing
Cherry wood pops in the fireplace tonight
You craving my passion lust takes it's bite
Complete and rightous I invincibly smile
Kiss me again love, let's mesh for a while....
Take me in the room walk me single file ~
A new wind blows I can but see
A hidden depth to agony
A coming drought of faith again
O Lord, let me not seek in vain
To know beyond the veil of life
My purpose here, for what my strife
In your sunshine and in your rain
O Lord, let me not seek in vain
Your love to know and ever share
To cast off fickle bands of care
And trust you through the fires of pain
O Lord, let me not seek in vain
To right life's wrong on human kind
And lead with patience too the blind
To the fountain cleansing our stain
O Lord, let me not seek in vain
Nor with the flatterers here join
For paltry praise and rusting coin
Against thy grace and truth's domain
O Lord, let me not seek in vain
Kingdom's crumble, silent the word
Love shot down, a featherless bird
I hear anew sins rattling chain
O Lord, let me not seek in vain
But let me hold your cross still pure
And stand with you forevermore
Where thunders roll and floods are fain
O Lord, let me not seek in vain
Without you, my life just merely exists.
Because without you all my hopes and dreams are just that.
For you have put something wonderful in my world.
It is there your words I love to hear.
The one's that let me know how much you care.
It is without you that my eyes are blind with no sight to see.
For you have brought marvelous beauty to what didn't exist.
It is there in my heart that is a dark and lonely feeling.
One to which now you fill with joy and happiness.
For without you, the music was just something to ease the hurt.
But now it is something more as I hear each key on the piano play.
It is our time we spend though far away.
It is your smile I see when I close my eyes to pray.
It's your heart I feel as I lay down at night.
As I think of what it would be like with you by my side.
It is there my days grow long as I wait the day of us to be.
I hear David Nevue as he plays, Watching the Clock.
As I count the minutes slowly passing by.
For it is without you my soul desires to love.
As my pain turns into tears from the love I have for you.
Like a Cry of the Sea, I hear my waves crash the inside of my being.
As like the sea, it looks for some place the water can escape its volume.
It is there I am expose to all that God has given.
As I find myself loving you in every way.
But it is your persistent that keeps me fighting to survive.
As you have given me great hopes of true love.
Because without you, I never would of love.
As you are my angel of sweet and pure godly love.
But it is there I love you the most.
As my heart feel you tugging hard.
But it is there I am not without.
Because you complete me forever as my heart belongs to you.
With great expectations of my wildest dream.
It is without you I would just merely exist.
But because of you that I have found my love for life.
That of the spirit of my soul I'm down on bending knee.
As I pray for us never to part this existing of it's being.
But forever love one another with all our heart and my life I give to thee.
I want to feel love and respect
With someone special the need to connect..
I want to feel that I alone matter
That I come first and never be the latter.
I want to be someones love acclaimed
Not someone who is to be ashamed
I want a love that cannot be defied
One that will not hide.
I want to be loved for me
Not for what someone wants me to be.
I want to be accepted for who I am
For I am no meek mild lamb.
I am so much more than expected
And yes I do sometimes need to be protected
But will always throw down and fight
For all that I believe is right.
I am simple and complex
For some days I surely do vex
But I will never ever hex
Unless said someone is an ex.
From my love I want affection
No one wants to feel rejection
I want to feel like I am needed
Not like I am someone to be be heeded.
Can anyone really love me for me?
Will my heart anyone truly see?
When it comes to me is there any clue?
Who is my true love? Is it you?
I was all alone and afraid
you said you'd be my friend
I tried to run away
you said "give me your hand"
It seemed so far away
way too far for me to reach
you siad "Ill meet you all the way"
and I gave you my hand
They say life is a rollercoaster
full of ups and downs,
fast, slow, full of twists and turns
you gave me your hand and said lets run
Thank you, my friend
for taking my hand
and sharing this scarey ride
that we call our life
It's easier with you here
helping me through my fears
better buckle up real tight
as we begin another ride
Upon a time, not so long ago
I saw these things, and locked them away
In the treasure room of my memory:
One sunset, Apocalyptic in its brilliance;
Clouds of opal shimmering,
Flying across a sapphire sea.
The white ruins of an ancient city.
Once home to a great and proud people,
Streets long settled into the silence
Of years marked off by dust,
My footprints in that dust.
And just beneath these things I felt another something
Immense, Unnamable
That lies far below our common perceptions
Like water flowing beneath thick ice.
The knowledge of its prescence,
Felt only in those fragile moments
When images too beautiful for the frailty of words
Burn their way into the depths of our souls,
Has given me that sound I hear now in silence
A clear bell that sounds a tone
Not made by any instrument of Man,
Which stills the frantic revolutions of my reasonings
And gives me back the pure sight I had long ago
Before my childhood disappeared.
In fleeting impressions
Falling through the tempest of experience
That carries us all through life,
I sense this other side of the world,
The calm, steady eye
That holds fast in the center of the cyclonic round
Of Creation and Destruction
That drives the Universe along:
The unmoving Hub
At the center of the infinite wheel.
Sometimes I feel this faraway place
Lying nearer than my latest breath,
Standing firm somewhere beyond all confusion,
And island of strength beyond all substance
Surrounded by the seas of our doubts.
I touch it with my mind, in flashing moments
And it is enough
To bring some peace to the wars of my emotions,
To steady my hands as I guide my life
Towards its unseeable end,
Uncertain and dim in the approaching distance.
Your awkward memories,
Left my timeless garden empty;
Thus all the flowers of my love for you have wilted.
Only, your last single thought of me is left ,
And it is still floating around in the garden.
I see it is hiding behind the tree of life.
Come and rejoice with me until we return to the Summerland.
O Great Spirit of the Vision Quest
Puts me now through this test
Awaken thee in midst of night
Scared at first half a fright
A Vision seen ever so clear
Then a whisper heard upon the ear
Shivers and prickles down to the feet
Intensity sends a rising bolt to a seat
Staring into darkness ever so bold
Awaiting instructions to do as I'm told
In the silence there tis to be found
Answers but much noise can abound
Humble thyself before the Great Holy One
To live by the humming of the beat of the Spirit Drum
Ask for guidance for what must come to be
Wisdom, Patience, and Maturity
A Quest from above that sees my heart yearn
To know all that's wished for me to learn
Watch the Eagles soar and unite once again
That's when the Vision Quest shall begin
Watch them soar! Watch them fly!
Burning down deep into that inward eye
Then Gather from their feathered wings
To praise the Spirits then dance and sing
As the eye is caught in splendid wonder
There shall I go and place me under
Falling Eagle feathers to the ground
Gathered to thy home kept safe and sound
Give Spiritual Healing for all who keep
The Eagle feathers by their sleep
Be off I must now go to behest
And fulfill the Spirit of the Vision Quest
Note: I wrote a poem called "Eagles Death Dive" and described that I was on a "Vision
Quest" to see the wild Eagles pair mate once again. Many quesions arose asking "What is a
Vision Quest?". This poem was inspired by the Vision Quest itself and from the literary
reviews asking me questions and for more information. A registered Native Am. is the only
person in the USA that can legally hold or possess any part of a Bald Eagle including it's
feathers which are used in rituals and hold powerful spiritual meaning. Halito
Copyright © by Scarlett Anderson
Written by 2/9/2010
This is for Andrea D. who asked for my Cow Gas poems. I have at least one more to
post. Look for California Cows. Mike
Cow Gas
I’m putting my cows all on Beano
With the veggies they eat – oh the gas
Eight hundred plus liters of methane
Each day through each cow does pass
Either that or get funnels and tubing
To capture the gas when it comes
And convert my gas guzzling auto
So on methane alone will it run
If cows can do it, why can’t I
A tube, a tank, and by and by
I’ll generate enough to fry
A burger on my grill
While it won’t get me very far
Were my gas used to run a car
The world would label me a star
For doing what I will
But if everyone would do their part
To capture each and every fart
That through your system did depart
Global Warming would be a chill
Mdailey
Researchers say the slow digestive system of cows makes them a producer of
methane, a potent greenhouse gas that gets far less public attention than carbon
dioxide in efforts to fight global warming. When we got the first results, we were
surprised. Thirty per cent of Argentina's (total greenhouse) emissions could be
generated by cows,' said Guillermo Berra, a researcher at the National Institute of
Agricultural Technology. Berra said the researchers 'never thought' a cow weighing
550 kg (1,210 lb) could produce 800 to 1,000 litres (28 to 35 cubic feet) of emissions
each day. Greenhouse gases are widely blamed for causing global warming.
Methane, researchers say, is 23 times more potent than carbon dioxide in trapping
heat in the atmosphere.
We can probably do the same with the typical human male. It would be no less
complicated and probably no more uncomfortable than a colostomy bag. And while
the typical male may not generate enough gas to run an auto, it should be enough
to run a gas grill on the weekends. Think of the savings and the contribution you
would be making to the war on global warming. As you all know, girls do not pass
gas (or so they tell me) so only the male species would be able to contribute in this
manner.
My pen stumbled stammered
and fell
as you fall from the beckoning
cliff of ill fated friendship.
You showed me how the finest verse
is atonal music and the wisest words
of eternity’s pundits and seers
are but fallen chips of a Michelangelo David.
You taught me that Earth
is a spinning potter's wheel
with hands of wind and rain
that gently shape.
Your eyes, the twin planets of Gemini
drew me forth while I,
a beast of prey,
oozed through the darkness stealthily.
Yet Lady Lemming my love
LOOK OUT!
the jagged rocks below are no better
than the imagined wolves at your feet.