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artificial
logical, swift
calculating, processing, evolving
input, actuators, feedback, brain, heart, emotions,
feeling, loving, erring
frail, boundless
human
The time
Young youths
Sing songs
Pertaining Peace
For fortune
Just & Joy
To twerk
With waists
February fosters fairness
January junk just
It is intent
Dollar drives dust
Knight knitting knots
Luck lock loss
Queen quest *****
Boost behaviors best
Against all antibodies affirmation
Energise erring ell earnestly
Out of ongoing outburst
Until unity urges us
Go get gems growing
No net nail none
Vault vibe via vision
Till time tells trillion
Mercy must make moves mean
Above all antagoniser and atrocities
Chosen coming closer career cease
Since savior savage souls' safety
Let Lucifer lay low lubber
For failure fostered from firmness
Kicking kite keel klein kudos
Hosting huge hugs hastening hallelujah!
Noble are those who look past the sins,
For erring is human and forgiving divine.
With open arms they accept the ones astray,
Picking the seeds of hatred till they lay bare for love.
They wage wars of tranquility in the face of stagnant animosity,
Coming out with peace on their side and hope in their hearts.
They cower not to the ones who play God,
For God himself chooses to be humane each day.
They exist through generations and very many faces,
In pens, words and in the winds of change.
How erring lives buried grace forever,
Makes crying eyes not sieve tears so clever...
Of unsung sins He forgives;
Human nature dare outlives
Either fearful or cheerful endeavour.
Oh, to be yellow, joy wrought in petal,
Golden sun and twinkling rain.
To dance in breeze, bloom soft and unsettled,
To never weep, to know no pain.
Yet flowers fade as seasons change,
And erring foot may trample range.
But deeper roots no storm can shake,
In God’s own hand, no heart can break.
For tears we shed are cleansing rain,
That sharpens sight to see again.
Though fleeting, pain refines the heart,
In our Sculptor’s hand, a healing art.
Better human than lily’s white,
Better heart and flesh than fragile stem.
Better still, a child in God’s light
Who will not fade but rise again.
Tiptoe through the darkness round the lip of lexicon
Peer into the mouth of what awaits the hear and gone
Careful! One misstep can send you tumbling down
Grab it by the throat, lest your message come unbound
Wrestling with the spirit, is it angel is it muse?
Or ghost upon the parapet? It's up to you to choose
Choices come in bunches, but wise ones not so much
And eloquence no guarantee to come through in the clutch
For beauty's eye is keen, it watches through the night
A single erring step, can dim the brightest light
A shade of blackness guaranteed to put the soul to sleep
The words alluring, fleeting, fading... lovely, dark and deep
Full of promises the words are lovely, dark and deep
it was the autumn of our lives
being no longer the fools of our youth
that naive twinkle in our eyes long gone
erring these days on the side of caution
our guards wired and circumspect
explanations not needing to be formulated
being much too late to play the lovers' serenade
but still ~ it was pure velvet to the core
AP: 1st place 2025
just like a message
you turn me on
erring on the side of caution
all i wanted
was your voice
like a teenage dream
you haunt me
all the pathos you can reach
new broom to sweep
long legged candy yet
dancing strictly alone
The night doesn’t have a forever hold,
We’re not subservient to the embrace of shadows,
Light is not perpetually cloaked from our windows,
There’s an emancipation towards redemption.
Something pulls us to a higher plane,
There’s a vacuum in us longing to be filled,
They’re cracks in us desiring to be healed,
We’re in constant search of the extraterrestrial.
There’s a call from the deep,
There’s a spiritual gathering,
Hearts that are victims of weathering,
Souls seeking celestial grace.
There’s a pilgrimage towards an eternal door,
Something gnaws at our erring hearts,
We’re not self-driven carts,
The Divine summons our awakening souls.
May 14, 2024.
Government officials, chasing me
A peaceful Naked being dance on the street
Woke from a nightmare being chased by blind eyeballs draped in flags,
City on fire, smokestacks, meat trucks, doctors of insanity.
I came to a decision
Gonna stay here in my Naked skin
I don't think there is a promised land out there anymore,
Gonna stay here in Cap d' Adge, France.
I say some prayers that the children of the world have a future
Where Nudism is accepted and not shyed upon
I ponder to why the human species shy away from something they came with,
Humans keep making this same mistakes over and over.
Luckily in this era the hate just keeps getting lesser and lesser
But erring on side of the positive
Put out more awarness about the loving community of Nudists my fellow Nudist,
Put out more faith in Nudism as it liberates.
these events and thoughts pass all over me,
like insects on a fluorescent screen,
a glitter, a moment, flicker of time,
a lifetime to travel in social slime!
memories are made, memories erased,
on the brain slate of nerves, bemused and dazed,
writer is unseen, the chalk doesn’t screech,
my story unfolds and fate? out of reach!
many voices come through, somewhere from dark,
no faces to see, no glimmer, no spark,
my eyes are shut but my mind is awake,
soul records my spiritual uptake!
I am but a blank white sheet on time’s book,
million pages may not get a second look,
I am imprinted with what hand writes on me,
what generations may read, I let be!
a world of illusions, world of untruths,
from our birth to old age through erring youth,
in this ignorance is silent wisdom,
seeking eternal truth, yearning freedom!
Unseeking Seeker sponsored
Screen of Awareness Poetry contest
Written 24/05/23
10 syllables each line
5 stanzas with aabb rhyme sequence
(the overhead railway in Berlin with a stop either side the Wall, one in the East, one the West, to be ridden with caution.)
I never took the S Bahn
you could end up on the other side
if you missed your stop and
unintentionally extended your ride.
There were so many stories
about the treatment you could get
when the train was searched
and you and the comrades met.
Every coach was checked
as they did their security round
with very little chance to sit quietly
and hope you wouldn’t be found.
The Stasi were the bogey men
the true inspirers of fear
always aware of the lure
of the west so enticingly near.
Escapees tried so many ways
lured by the call of democracy
ready to risk everything
for the chance of living free.
They said the beatings were severe
with not least the threatened hell
of unlimited hours confinement
in a dank and cheerless Stasi cell
and then the double jeopardy of
posted absent without leave
with the additions punishments
erring squaddies could receive.
No I never rode the S Bahn
that potential magnet to all
to try and sneak on board and
get to the Western side of the wall.
Take corrective steps to control mind
As often erring is never good for life
A solution as a remedy you must find
By developing a will to solve strife
We must prove that we are not blind
If brain is husband, heart is its wife
By heavy losses, we may be shaken
Sky may curse us to badly weaken
High level measures must be taken
Definitely we can come out of a snag
For this we must wisely do pondering
With us the defect must not just drag
No use in with no sense blundering
What a tragedy to carry loser's tag
Peace, defeats will be plundering.
To forgive seems hard to man
For the hurting sake seems so electrifying
To those that live in the town
Correction will make them align
The bastard amidst thy clan
May tease your patience of what love assigns
And sometimes gets you frown
The one once thought the best you can consign
Hearty bluntness and poignant sadness span
In rage with the beautiful orientation of thine
Staging a probation of dilemma arid plan
Forever together for peace to dine
By heart, you are made whole
With grace, you free the bound
Of blessings, you cure your soul
That your heart wears not beyond
*Image of Pelosi Leaves Taipei by BBC.
Terra Incognita
Diurnal moments margin in my head,
As metamorphosis pirouettes hands,
Nightmarish recall exit none be said,
An armistice mosey in of spilt sands.
Logjam beliefs wane gains, prosperity,
Erring hand fingered an island nation,
Right foresees windfall, voters clarity,
Left wins Red China, lost the election.
Past oversights also recent letdowns,
Amiss twentieth, twenty-first embed,
Ruse an angle nefarious look rounds,
Dame be a torpedo full speed ahead!
It is a jigsaw board, a puzzling face,
An instance period to bygone years,
A world in awe as one alters a pace,
A nation benign oddity brew peers.
2022 August 25
*2nd Place*
This or That, Vol 13
~~Edward Ibeh: Judged 2022 September 04
Terra Incognita
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