Is this what I seek? loud gratitude and a soon end.
Words once comforting
They seem so fake
Expression is vulnerable. Can I come out of this Darkness, yet?
Waves in my tranquil sea.
Happiness; Is it worth it all?
Thoughts became a past
Don't you want something from me?
A maze in a way.
Where's my path on shaky ground?
I stumble, but I don't want to give in.
I crumble, fall, die. Unfairness
I have arrived here, where am I?
It travels in my veins, and my mind, concurring my thoughts
I'll fight for this insight
my hope, the kind darkness.
side by side.
Spring hangs
like a dripping woolen coat
from the pewter frame
of a glowering sky.
Why is it that poets write of spring
as if it were made
of rose petals and birdsong?—
and insist that spring is when 'true love' blooms?
There are no flowers, no birds, no eager lovers
with this horrid impostor, this con of a season.
Here by me,
on my windswept, narrow land,
I know well how it goes—
spring holds winter's slushy hand,
and the two of them laugh heartily at us,
flinging their icy spittle
in our faces.
Time test the mind with conflicts
a war within our thought’s of fear.
Concurring the dread with confusion
fear is the confusion of our memories
Bringing back thought’s of the passed,
small children have no fear because,
they have no passed.
To concur fear you have to erase,
The passed
Some fear death more the others
It is the unknown knowledge of,
the present not the future or the passed
We all fear life not death
After death you no longer have fear
She navigates her prophecies
concurring with the starlit skies
glistening soft like the falling rain
she aims to please her one desire
Tinged in bluesome bathed in light
she navigates her prophecies
inside this sweet celestial ride
a genuine Demiurge, a Star
Donning elegance and goodwill
with courteousness, dexterity
she navigates her prophecies
while keeping with synodic time
She is endurance at her best
a bolt of lightening in the night
and as she etches leaving mark
she navigates her prophecies.
Jan. 27, 2020
Thought’s triggered by imagining
Imaging these thought’s
When the trigger is pulled
Explosions occur creating
Twisting and turning thought’s
It’s when the arrow shoots straight
The images become clear
Concurring the imagination
When you apply it and pry it
From your mind
You have concurred it
Then it is your Imagination creation
Just Imagine having Imagination
INDEPENDENT BROTHEL
A nation like ours
Like a place restructured into a Brothel
By responsible married men
Where voters are used like prostitutes
Some even do on credit
Independently
Fancy leaders like ours
They are the most responsible married men
The corruption customers
They engage prostitutes
And even impregnate them
Independently
Pretentious democracy like ours
Is equivalent to a Whore
Concurring to the will of money
Independently fluctuating from one man to the other
The anywhere-belle-face government
We the Zombie followers
We fight for married men
We are free-of-charge
We are the prostitutes that they promise to marry
We prefer marriage of manifesto to our Rights
We parade the green and white
We clap while they eat the cake
We are obviously In Dependence
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Stark Arctic vacant for centuries
habitat white fur bears epoch
prom's on ice sheets breeze
cubs in search for mama's barrack
concurring ice surrenders whistle
remark the scent of sea lions
nurture's th' cubs haunting an angel
in freezing water bathing, stuns
cleans thou fur splash'd blood mud's
with a long wooden ice pick stick
Eskimo Indians with leather studs
an a husky right beside slick
Eyes wide fur fluff an irresistible speed
chilled they stay like family like bear
Different worlds apply suitability
passionate to live in thou world
leave mine an find solidity
among masters of ice pearl'd
like dolphin's feel in th' wide ocean
free spirits eccentric in this world
visual glitters under water at dawn
an sleep by morning sunlight furl
having such power an strength
thou art can't by any means measure
th' Arctic distance in length
memorizing thou atmosphere's odour
never enough for my passion to feather
my moral says i have to live there
an you'll probably wish me good luck
I can't find words
overwhelming happiness
can't be measured
you fill my heart with joy
I can't utter the word
just let my tears roll down
from my eyes, wearing my gown
I will run along the fjord
and fall into your loving arms.
Come now, Sweetheart!
I'll entwine you with my charm
concurring and benign
promise we'll not break apart
forever, I'm yours
and you be mine.
(C)2016 Maricris Cabrera
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Beyond traveling miracles of disbelief
Resides a current carrying a leaf
Echoed in caves ravishingly defined
Ablazed memories trailing behind
Topaz fields lingering mineral scents
Haikus of nature with concurring assents
Transcending divinity allured by magnets
Amorous affection drawn by dynamics
Katydids singing releasing sweet tones
Interconnected lattice covering a throne
Neems carrying fruit creates new life
Galvanic enthrall, an exquisite blithe
Date Written: March 11, 2016
Behold the pioneering spiritualist, living on the edge
Of the civilizations harshest grid, seeking tranquilities
Harmony beyond the brick lined streets of stress and
Strife of the big city life!
These individualist of true grits foundation, whom live
Life to the fullest extent, tasting the winds of freedom
With every breaths inhalation and exhaling joy of
Revelation in this venue of isolation, known as
Alaska the last frontier!
In clarity’s ice kingdom of the forbidden land, does
Not alone wolf cry echoing, in the timbers breaking dawn
Of twilight's final hour, here endurance's vitality is set to fight and survive this call of the wild struggle!
Within the forest wilderness man and women,
Climb the heights vast divides of the untamable,
To achieve a simpler existence, of our forefathers
Harvesting the ancient theology, of the pioneering
Spirit!
Time reflecting architects thriving on the thrill
To endure, savoring the concurring desire to challenge
Against the obstacles seemingly impassible, living
Off the land and being grateful just for the promise
Of this opportunity to live freely, as men were meant
Too!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
fabulous confab
concurring, conjoining, draping
significant rendezvous in tandem
coiled hearts
©2014Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
Aug. 15, 2014
First time Mom
Staring down into
Eyes liquid-y
Full of innocence and wonder
Intoxicated by your New life smell
Sleepless nights resulting from your
New life energy
Proud momma
So blessed
God proven
U evolved in my womb
camouflaged to my heart
Bringing u home
To freshly painted walls
Caribbean blue
I'm Melted into humility
All I'd sacrifice for u
Floors danced late nights
Swapped for sleepless night naps
Endured thoughtlessly for you
Anticipating your every breath
Noble prize or concurring mountain heights
Dwarfed by Motherhood's badge
sewn on my heart with thick
blood line thread
Around soul core edge
Selfless awe inspired love
(Excerpt from Inspiration) www.nefretitim.com
My soul wonders aimlessly
fogged impressions collide.
Basking intellectual dreams
within urban streets of solitude.
My gray disposition settles
on red morbid fears of horror.
As my mind blacks out memories
of edged reasoning filled sanity.
Concurring every side of torment
that blatantly crawls under flesh.
Rains of pleasure die deep inside
as life’s tidal wave roars in anger.
I seek a love of purity to console me...