Best Visionarytime Poems
Once great always great I say to you.
Upside down or right side up you be.
Once upon a time and a time once was she.
Gathering the universe and shining a Star or two.
Then one day She shot down to Earth out of the blue.
She gathered Her crops and made circles wide and free.
She made them so big the whole of the world could see.
She took the Stars the Sun and Moon making them new.
She shined talents never quite seen.
Amazing and sparkling from up above,
She is the smartest thing ever so keen.
She is abundant in spreading Her love.
She is our Celestial Mother in Heaven,
Separated by the empty shells of leaven!
© Copyright: Ann Rich 2007
Well it is like this you see,
I’m against odds they say,
It is in stone or it is in clay.
I fly away to set it all free.
Time does not exist to me.
Money has no cost to pay.
Love is a game folk’s play.
Life is a gift do you agree?
Shooting Stars always fall,
I wish I wish all of it for you.
Wishing on a Star l did call.
I wish blue skies just for you.
But time told this and time told that.
Show me the way with no tit for tat.
®Registered: Ann Rich 2010
When you have a paramount dream constantly unraveling before your consistently
welling blue eyes; when your rest is ever halted by the never ending murmurs of
abhorrent foes drowning your memories in a sea of won’ts; when you are able to
obtain every hollow shell of life’s bitter-sweet sustenance rather than your heart’s
true nourishment; when one moment filled with ten seconds of nightmare darkens
all 86,400 seconds a day of light; when your climb to the summit is exponentially
becoming steeper as your mind, body, and soul tremble beneath your infinitely
encumbering past shame; when you risk your future on a game of pitch and toss
and lose only to pick yourself back up and start again at your beginnings; when
everyone becomes a mental trauma instead of a lending shoulder; when you feel
destitute to be alone yet you keep pushing forward as if the whole world is in your
corner; when you are consistently beaten down time and time again; then and only
then may you see the potential GOD has bestowed upon you and proceed to
conquer the challenge of living up to it.
And you just stood there
Watching happiness being poured by us
You just didn’t let us
Didn’t let us be
You had to envy the joy
And break the pleasure
Then why can I blame you?
You wanted joy yourself
And I pitied you
Wanted you to join us
But then the person than makes us we
Had to be become stupid
And perform a disrespectful move
And so we split
The bliss moving away, like a casting sunset
Melting into solitude
For well happiness and delight
Can not take place with only one person
And so we paused, waiting for something to happen
Until my disrespectful partner had to make a dishonorable move
Going to you, seeking forgiveness
Giving up hastily, and coming back to me
Foretelling lies and discussing one’s previous actions
And I shut him out just as you did
Pretty move, you could’ve got me with your magic
But time and time again
Took that away
Tuning friend into enemy
And almost being an enemy’s friend
That's what it does
And that’s what’s happening
The Parallel Extinction
Parallel mirrors hold my reflection; hundreds of them circle around my vessel some of
them laughing, others are steadily watching me, concentrating on the seed that allows me
to think.
These disfigured porous projections, needing a little light for protection, but the shine
keeps shrinking the beam.
I know their talking to one another, whispering schemes of terror and suffering. Their
waiting for the time my mind will go extinct.
I see them draw their insanity swords; I stand in the middle to face the blows. Within
the second I feel their cuts on my knees. Time stops for a moment as I stand on the floor.
Looking down at my pool of energy as it flows and it grows.
I have a faceless reaction; I knew my death would come despite these distractions.
Nevertheless I always fought against the extraction of my seed.
These illusions are my creations; hundreds of them are my adaptions. Seems they have
found my keys to animate their feet. Now they have seen the weakness in their creator.
They now watch me bleed the force that made them.
They are surprised, that in the end I have no motion in this emotional crime.
Now the draining is almost done. The few, who laugh, stop to watch my skin become, more
faded than they have ever seen.
I’m the only pale one, here among them. They all look so vivid, as they stand above me.
Knowing what they’ve done here, they all turn around and look away.
Just as they start to walk away. The energy on the ground begins to shift and move in the
direction of my blue vanes.
Thousands of broken silver objections, reform the walls. Making a new prison of mirrors
replacing the one my creations destroyed to harness my mind.
They realized they can’t kill their maker.
What was once was has now become out of anger.
They all turn around to see a new being, their mouths drop and they can’t speak.
Because they see now he parallels with what they thought could never be mine.
5/21/11-5/22/11
They told me it was going to be sunny
I decided to go to the beach
Blue beauty…
No, I’m not the same as you can see
I soar off like a distant train
swaying…staying
Connected to the tracks
overwhelmed by rain
You weepie...
don’t you know who made sorrow?
Wait…do not scurry
Tearless for tomorrow
because that day will bring forth
Brighter dusks…hidden beneath the surface
Wherever we roam,
I’ll collect the foam
from the attacking waves
Masked with bitterness
led by the wind
Bitter clouds sending rain
I guess I’ll remain
Home alone
And watch a pale moonlight
Shone in my withering curtains
I’m certain
There will be brighter days
in this summer vacation
that’s next in line
where we will dine
forever on a soaring tide
clueless…undefined
Overcome the clouds…
Let out victory
Let them know
The key to life is positivity
Or treasured love
Beneath the surface
In other words,
You are marvelous…a blue beauty
You are a dolphin against an unfriendly tide
Sending teardrops from bitter clouds
Never meant for harm…
Keep me away from this charm
You send from your silky…
lushing…gushing…
form brushing beside a shipwrecked terrain
Paradise lies in silky clouds
Sending irresistible rain
Sending no doubts
Or heart-breaking reminders
Pouring out acid rain from bitter clouds
Teary skies…how time flies…
Sending drenched-up memories…
Cuddling to the soul
Oh, how time flies
A cruel enemy…how time could be
a loathly fiend
Sending acid rain
From tilted clouds
immediately drains
the hour…unaware of the time
I wish I could fall in your arms
While the bitter clouds alters into charms
Remain positive and fit
Don’t lie in the ocean floor
There is a deep pit…be vigilant
Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
My smile will warm up
The cloudy day…
and send the rain
Under the water
Under the teary sea
is where our destiny will be
the lovely clouds
will be our shrouds
it tickles my feet
and your wiggling fins
Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
Snuggle
In my arms
Celebrating the glare that glows,
A reflection of you creeps in.
The glory of high rank again!
Somebody you do not know,
But a sacrifice all the same!
Docked by time with a name!
Riding the high tides,
A fear of you sets in.
The smile of pride again,
Somebody you hide,
But a sacrifice all the same!
Docked by time playing the game!
Laughter with the fame you claim,
The sound of you drifts in,
The look of confidence seen again,
Somebody you remain.
But a sacrifice all the same!
Docked by time is such a shame!
®Registered: Ann Rich 1998
I was carried away up and over a topped stack just the other day,
By the oceans of blue cascading across shadows of magnifying rays of sunlight!
One by one they dashed through the trickery Sun as if they had no night.
I was drawn much closer in watching the Moon reflecting on the ones that sway.
Then I was taken by the swishy swore of the bouncy Sea rolling as the tide came in.
I just so happen to be taking a much deeper breath as the stars lit up like shields of sheer.
Breathless I just took it all in, over and over again until I saw there was truly no end.
Marveled, just down right marveled at the time I already just simply spend,
Then I saw a most wondrous bumbling bee, soaring aimlessly through Majestical Land.
All in a single moment with time to spare, I saw balls of bouncing thunderous lights.
Then it was a much greater reach for a more logistical articulate helping hand.
Then I saw big white fluffy balls unfolding in the heavenly quaking open sky.
One by one colliding atop the luxury of just floating or shuffling them self right on by.
Marveled, downright marveled at what was passing me by, I just knew I’d die.
I absolutely was standing beneath the Majesties undeniably clever designated plans.
I saw blueprints and designs above the weighty scales and receipts.
What strategy for self-defeat with the books I write and keep!
Hooting and hollering cheering louder in Majestical Land, with my brilliant plan!
But then I was carried all the way back to the toppling stack,
The Majestical Land amazingly had not one single little lack.
“Marveling I tell you”! “Just down right Marveling”!
Places!
I have been to many, yours and mine!
So much seen with these eyes!
I’ve walked the lonely highways night and day,
Powered with great energy to just run away,
I have crawled so deep within myself just to find you.
Running with a bleeding mind with so many views!
I have a special place that I come to.
It‘s extra silent!
My time to be quite!
It’s completely in sync!
My time to think!
It’s so beautiful!
My time to feel wonderful!
It’s a special place that I find plentiful!
Places!
So many I’ve already been!
But many I have still never seen!
I have thought many times of my broken dreams, time and time again,
Powered with great energy to just run free with the wind,
Sunsets and sunrises capturing my view,
So many to come with a gleam that shines through you!
I have a special place that I come to.
I have many visions that I see.
A world untouched and unscathed by its common ground,
Touching a very special place inside of me!
Such a blessing I have found.
It’s extra special!
My only pedestal!
It‘s without pain!
My only gain!
It‘s so exceptional!
My only interval,
And it’s completely unconditional!
Hanging on for dear life wind blowing him too and fro,
Already changed colors but not wanting to let go.
The time is right the season is here,
The time to let go and try again next year.
But this time something is different, this time something is wrong,
Something doesn’t feel right, something doesn’t belong.
He knows the time is right that it should happen now,
But something deep inside him keeps him from falling to the ground.
He doesn’t understand it, it doesn’t make since,
This is the way it should be it hasn’t changed one bit.
Then all of a sudden deep inside him, he feels the time is right,
He doesn’t want to miss it for the sake of his life.
He finally does it and just let’s go,
The wind begins to take him and carry him with the flow.
Back and forth, up and down,
Around this and around that now heading for the ground.
“This is your stop this is where it ends,”
The wind tells the leaf as he smiles and then grins.
By: Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 03/04/2009
In the town of Dozier,
An old woman does reside,
She doesn't like exposure,
So she stays locked up inside.
She watches from her attic window,
As you briskly walk by,
Her black cat upon her lap,
He gives you an evil eye.
Her house is very run down,
There are weeds everywhere,
Vines growing up the walls,
You should never stop and stare.
It is the time of Hallo,
A time to reap the crops,
A time when some go missing,
A time of many teardrops.
It is said she has no heart,
She lives on blood alone,
She never is seen outside,
Some say she is never gone.
But when the moon has crested,
Above the mountain sky,
We think that she has vested,
In the soul of a witch nearby.
For on these nights,
There come eerie sounds,
When the moon is just right,
No one clowns around.
Little kids they do go missing,
They just disappear,
Dogs never heard barking,
Just why, it is never clear.
So when you visit our little town,
We will be glad to see you here,
Keep a close eye on your kids,
You have nothing else to fear,
Maybe.
there's no time for smiling anymore...
Death cascades along the waterway-
She smiles as she snatches time from the edge of my lips
''Time is in no way friend to you,"she says to me
My enemy,my love,my passage...where did the meaning go?
She again smiles...she seems as innocent as children floating in majestic meadows
I awake-
The morning is new
The smiling is foreign inside of my darkened heart
Opening of the gates
The non-existent waits
To judge your mortal fate
Among the human race
What’s the matter now?
Can you even tell?
When you dwell in evil
The devil sends a messenger from hell
--From hell…
Live your life the way you want
It’s time to show just what you’ve got
Fire burning hate in your heart
Or goodness playing a glorious part
--A glorious part!
But you chose to stray
To the dark where the shadows play
Complete the chain of decay
It’s time to pay, it’s time to pay
Time to take your place
On the maiden you create
Shackle you bones
And your flesh to the Iron Seat
--The Iron Seat
What’s the matter now?
Can you even tell?
When you dwell in evil
The devil sends a messenger from hell
Who’s the one to blame?
Now finish the malifical game!
And when it’s all over
You’ll pay the piper another soul to gain
Who’s your master now?
Now you have to tell
When you live your life towards a greater good
You’re replaced for someone else
Who’s the one to blame?
Just finish the damn game!
You were bad from the start
So play your part from beginning to the end
-Boz-
Chant a goofy summer
That will embrace us until
The month turns to September
June bugs dwindling from the ceiling
Chanting a musical summer
That will soon be struck by lightning
Enlightening our sparkling souls
Chant a silly summer
That will embrace us until
The month turns to September
It casted May away...swarming
June tells it to wait till next year
Though it's a bit impatient
It's already in the middle of June
It's June 24-- what a lazy, thriving month
It's summer already...am I ready to go take risks?
Chant a tune upon my lazy, triumphed month
Send it away...into the Chariot's wagon
embrace us until I can't take it any longer...give me a chastening ride
of dashing happiness
Until the month turns to June
It's already in the middle of June
It's June 24-- not a day to screw up
It's summer already!
Could I take my marvelous risks?
We could ride our bikes on the rolling waves...or do something
creative
Oh who gives a hoot...let's go shoot
A chicken or some bottles left on the cement ground
Oh who gives a rat's butt
Let's be fools and reject any school offers
June is the time to yield some excitement
It's a great time to grant a dazzling time of our life
But it chants a tune that strikes at us if we do anything inappropriate
It casted May away...swarming
June tells it to wait till next year
Though it's a bit impatient
No more being a thirteen year old coward
It's time to look forward
To a goofy summer
To grant foolish food fights
the time temple ticks and tocks
clocks on crooked crosses...like zits get popped
like consciesness floods...drowning doomed ones in defeat
tick tock...stop
the time temple breathes
at abomination alters mankind watches and waits...
shaken,spun,and stirred by hellacious hurricanes
seeking precious stones in jungles...thieves get invited to cannibal feasts
war drums bang forever in their damnation dreams
tick tock...stop
the time temple beats
through firey darts and flaming arrows...some still walk that path that's narrow
like iron eagles with silver wings and blood red feathers
chariots of chaos coming with terror
time tick tocks to the sights and the sounds
lost in labrynths the serpent hisses
shots from guns...blasting long but wrong...still missing
fractions of action and figments of all
the deaf,dumb,and blind never listen,look,or learn
tick tock...stop
the time temple burns
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