Clouds gather to bring rain
& water forms
for the fall
When autumn leaves
for the season
trees shed the same
for us all
Life is the same
in many ways
as storms will come
after calm
Their coming brings clarity
to wash away
clearing the scene
like a bomb
Some hibernate
during the winter
only to emerge
for the spring
It's said the fluid nature
of isolation
can be used
for many things
You can crystalize into
a being made of light
or you can choose
the other scope
Master the seasons
of your soul
& see the truth
of them both
Weather is relative
to your scope
& is a rhyme for
different reasons
Life is a myriad
of different words
lyrics that compose
many seasons
Embrace it all
for a time
for this is just
a blink of an eye
Whether it's weather
or stormy lives
it's all the same
in his eyes
If I was an Ocean
Tour my calm waves and feel the balmy breezes
Become at ease
Far and wide would be my waters
Water of reflections and see through bottoms
Breathless Visions would be what my ocean would be called
The welcome of all boaters and Surfers
Happiness throughout
Light houses alert during the uncertain eventful storms
Horizons as far as the eyes could reach
Education through my seas
Once again capture the breezes
Photographic moment
The Night stars and Moon crystalize my waters
Pure cool fresh ocean
Sea to shining sea
Everything added what an ocean should be
Embrace and let it be joy
Through my oceans, and buoys along my oceans
Sea life of splendid
Swim and observe as you enter
The aroma of my fresh water
Shear Delight
Just don’t swim at night
No lifeguard will be in sight
Peaceful mind and soul
Clear thoughts
I am the ocean
Anchors away
Words were lessened, hardly ever spoke
If you've let me hear you in the night sky, darling I would have stayed woke
Send me your thoughts, deliver them to my heart,
So you can hear from me when we are apart
If you see the darkness, in the abyss
Please let me be your light,
I could bring all happiness to you
Pull you out the stygian,
If you just let me under your skin
My dearest, in this world I have nothing to loose
But rather something to give to the special eye in my view
If only you take this stoned hand, and crystalize our love like fire with sand.
>>>>>>>>> Seeing a moment in life when time passed, I say
like a new pearl added too, upon a string of others,
transcends, crystalize into your present,
Touch someone with your words of wisdom, know
your remark transcends, becomes their own,
solidifies into their circumstances,
Speak from your mind, that which came from your heart
so too, truly touch one, an others soul,
like a breath of fresh air,
Hear sounds of nature, whispering winds enchants,
like ancient mariners set a message in a bottle
sent by sea, too anyone, for your well being,
Smell fragrant flowers that will come your way
some unexpected, your senses, six found, 'sense of direction',
will bring you joy, love, feeling of peace, on any given day
‘From grey and black to a broken spectrum of light.’
With a crackle the tide just turns. Without a warning. Sounding off with a loud yell. Inhibition melts with the leftover ice sparkling all over a frozen heart. Thinking never again could you feel this alive you let everything you wanted go. It just wasn’t meant to be. But an unexpected fever reminds you what it feels like when you first taste Spring. That warmth after so harsh a season. Suddenly your purpose becomes so clear and your vision is saturated. The intensity is utterly overwhelming. With each thump and crash the next chapter is opening . You can make sense of the past, leave it in it’s proper place. Begin writing a new page. Your heart races with excitement. The storm is the rollercoaster and the future the adventure.
Sky of teary smiles
even the low clouds get pierced,
colors crystalize.
Suburban waste stretches beyond and far away
Languishes under the hot hazy sun
Seasons reap
Memories run
Remembering things better left unseen
Memories reel in the theater on the mind
Things fragmented in frame
Of mental photographs
Faded edges frail
brittle fluttering
Summer rainstorm run the horizons
Lightning lances the rain
Fall is coming, frost is in the eves
Pumpkins gleaming a thrilling sight
Images crystalize by chilly winter nights
Summer comes to burn away the sight
Spring color runs, fades
Autumn rights delays dies
in the passing taillights
Suburban boulevard’s lost
in fog shrouded waste…
Your thoughts are like darkening liquid
that undulates in deep currents
of hidden seas flowing through
secret vaults within the rivers of infinity,
objects of history, imagery, divinity, broken
upon destiny’s shores wash your dark
thoughts of depression drowning in liquid
flows, thoughts turn crimson in chansons
of mind, your thoughts are like darkening liquid
that undulates in deep currents,
of hidden rivers flowing through
secret vaults of memory, a black
depth, a void of your thoughts
are brittle, crystalize in twilights
last rays if a dying star, froze in
nights afar, from your soul where
liquid like blood runs through veins
of immortality, like darkening liquid
that undulates in deep currents,
of hidden seas flowing through
secret vaults in your memory.
"Masters, grant to your slaves justice and fairness,
knowing that you too have a Master in heaven.”
Colossians 4:1
Clearly modern-day applications
support chapter four, Colossians.
Direct verse one to fellow man
people where slavery has been banned.
Ministers share this word of caution…
honor your fellow "Colossian".
Our God honors us - with justice
with the goal folks can fully trust us.
"Trustice" a lifestyle Christians employ
with worker or stubborn schoolboy,
any client profits from this tool -
a sharper view of Golden Rule.
Jesus' teachings will crystalize
as forgiven sinners realize
our Savior saves us to think like Him.
Purpose: we won't sink if we swim.
Love is pure;
It can make Romeos and Juliets
Sacrifice their lives
On its alter.
Sweet as honey,pure as dew,
Love has untouched only a few.
Love is strong;
It can crystalize itself into
Gigantic Tajmahals.
Strong as a deserted lovers vengeance
Still sweet as wild jasmin's fragrance.
Love is beautiful;
Yeah,but to a lover
His love's object is most beautiful.
Love can beautify a savage's heart
Oh! love, where in history you haven't played a part?
And love is blind;
Love made Roman kings forget their duty
They saw only the Egyptian queen's beauty.
Love is blind,love is kind
It contains the essence of human kind.
But love is flexible;
Yes dear,love is also very flexible
Or tell me why
The lover who saw greener pastures
Told his lover
"My love to you is as a brother's"?
To some, love is measurable in terms of money
Alas!love,glorified by poets many.
Yet you will go on gluing the world
Sung and praised by people like a bird !
Eyes sparkling wide with faces alive;
Joyous energy the mornings vibe;
Smiles glisten like tinsel on the tree,
Voices ring out so excitedly;
Feet dancing the Sugar Plum Fairy;
Hands grip tight, their stockings they carry;
Patience is hard, but they have been taught;
First to say thanks for what Santa brought;
Cinnamon rolls with coffee aromas;
Wake us from our Christmas Eve comas;
Orange peels mixed with fir tree scents;
Crystalize the mind of mornings events;
Let the gift opening now begin;
The ooh’s and ah’s with permanent grins;
These the finest gifts ever received;
These my Christmas morning memories;
No need for sweetness lady fair,
Or perfumed sex that stains the air,
Life's pregnant miracle is you,
My prayer: love it brings is true!
Does promise hide in dreamy eyes
No man deserves? If Love's surprise
Suggests souls grow, embraces rain,
Its snow can't crystalize Love's pain.
Might clouds that vanish tell me why
The rainbow's promise makes me cry
Until it comes again, again:
Who knows the what, the where, or when?
Long Tooth
July 28, 2019
You know nowadays, no-one does the right thing.
Everyone’s looking out for themselves.
Don’t see yourself through anyone else’s eyes.
Don’t let their obliviousness hold you back.
Stop looking for approval around each corner.
Find the confidence within yourself.
Reach out, for what you know to be.
Crystalize the path to take you there.
Choose now, how do you really want to play?
Make your own rules for the game.
Invisible Footprint
My words reverberate,
I must pause before I say.
They have impact and meaning,
they crystalize in shape.
People act on those words,
behaving a certain way.
Powerful and challenging,
they ripple like the waves.
I reach out to touch,
making senses come to life.
Hands are actually organ grinders,
a multitude of tasks they perform.
The world’s greatest movies,
as many an actor is born.
Our deeds are always noticed,
intangibly they entwine.
One random act another moulds,
in life cannot be denied.
We all take the same path,
leading from cradle to grave.
Those impressions left behind,
as an invisible footprint is made.
Copyright Elle Smith 2018
Majestic White Mountains surround me, I travel the curvy road
They call this road the ‘Kanc’ for short, where panoramic views are sowed
Green valley’s lay beneath me, with rivers in the ravines quite deep
The slate gray rocky cliffs I pass by, look like murals, slopes are steep
A patchwork of color blankets the far reaching, lush, mountainside
Where white puffy clouds circulate around the top, floating to hide
Amidst the pines, the clean air I breathe is cool, refreshing and clear
I pass by turn out spots for viewing and hiking trails everywhere
In the fall you will find the old man who sells apples at his stand
Where you can try different kinds or buy some cider he has on hand
In the winter, the snow paints the mountains and trees a shining white
Where fallen flakes and ice crystalize everything there is in sight
The State Forest is nearby where people visit, the wildlife roam
I view all this with gratitude, to live where mountains are my home
Heidi Sands
8/9/17
*Placed 4th in the contest: Mountains
An Arturo Vaso Full Of
?An Arturo Vaso full of vicissitudes of life
Which I will want for me and my wife.
Lindsey is truly Stirling silver starting
to crystalize right before my very eyes
And way beyond all of the bright skies
Which is what I willingly started to surmise
And then before I had started to realize
That to me certainly was not any surprise
Had bought up her songs in huge supplies.
So what do you think Arturo? My father's
name is Arthur Frederick Horn.
Jim Horn
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