Visible Continually Part II
Change is a natural law that cares
not for homo-sapiens opinion formed
Marching to the beat of it’s own drum;
with moon dances through storms.
How little we realize
what means most
Find we get caught up;
then try to coast
Through the turbulence
that we emulate
Like the symphony
conductor escalates
In rhapsody of a musical
scale in perfect time
Harmonizing at every
sharp and flat in rhyme.
Aye ~ Eat, drink, and be Merry--
For tomorrow we die!
Our time here is minute compared
To the planet and sky,
And the mountains, the trees,
the ocean deep and blue
A nano-second is all we receive
and we have no clue
To…
What, or why, or
even think of when.
We are, we were
or what is meant
By the cycles of the
universe in motion
That spins on the
extreme of all emotion.
The crossroads are visible
again on my long journey
No longer are they a mirage
in the desert but continually
Are the reality of our paradigm
that shifts dimensions
Anytime we are not focused on
our own destruction~
May Peace
and Serenity
Finally Prevail
A Pope
Brings forth hope
But a kaiser
Spews hate and horror
A Pope
Spreads peace
In the north, south, west and east
But a prideful mope like a squalid dope
Spits horrors and terrors
And starts fights and wars
A peaceful person de-escalates
But a belligerent bully booms, inflates
And explodes like a lost missile
Which acts like a cussed imbecile
A real leader
Never follows an oppressor
Yet a follower is a master loser
Who lies about everything
Even when the sun is shining
A Pope
Offers love and hope
But a loser displays no compassion
No sympathy and no comprehension.
Copyright © April 2016 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
It is these lines that form pages
It is these whispers that escalates the news
The coming of the unknown
It is these kisses that melts the heart
It is these lips that says the words
The coming of the unexpected
Is the enough words in the book?,
Let me tell you about the words
They illustrate the sequence
Me and my mouth
Let me tell you about the world
They show the identity
Me and my book
Is the enough words to describe?,
It is these stories that make up a book
It is these books that escalates the book
Originality of an individual
It is these lovers that form a bond
It is these souls that illustrates the heart
Creation of an individual
Is the enough feelings to be exposed?.
Life is a brief span; seize tight each passing moment,
For yesterday's pain should reflect in your sight,
To map out your routines after your heart's consent,
Thus, paving a way to banish your plight.
Don't question how others make things right,
Strive, don’t wait your strength is taking flight.
Years for thriving aren't lost, but we miss tracking their way,
Time is fragile, our plans create inner tension each day.
As we continue doubting, our spirits procrastinate;
Blind to precious moments, fear of trying escalates.
Then, it seems that frailty is imposed on dreams,
Creating tension in insight, plans, and themes.
Copyrighted
A simple misconception,
Can lead to endless argumentation.
Once it started its initiation,
It'll always have a continuation.
The tension escalates,
While the calmness disintegrates.
How can you mitigate?
A situation from someone obstinate.
Everything starts small,
Then out of its area, it'll crawl.
Slowly climbing over the wall,
Leading to the downfall.
You're not someone I hate,
It's not even up for debate.
Your hunger can't be sated,
You'll uproot all, as if excavated.
The more we talk, the less we agree,
A situation everyone wants to flee.
When every point sparks a ghastly decree,
It can burst into a destructive degree.
Understand the concept,
Don't be inept.
Words have different depth;
If unsure, then don't make a step.
Avoid provocation,
Think of the conclusion.
It might destroy the dominion,
That grew from your affection.
Don't make any sudden demand,
Take a moment to understand.
Misunderstanding is like a quicksand;
Just a step and you'll be a part of the land.
It comes around every year,
My body feels all the fear.
My pulse escalates,
My tears fall, and my heart breaks.
It happens all the time,
In all my dreams, in every year.
There is no need to cheer,
All I want to do is disappear.
I want to hide, but I am denied.
I want to forget, yet I forever see the threat.
The dreams and nightmares,
Of my many prayers.
All I see are the bodies of the dead.
The loud music is my calm,
Yet I still see the blood of the people dying.
They call it P.T.S.D.
We call it time served, and my life observed.
The search dogs and the veterans have seen it all,
So, time after time, year after year,
It's as clear as it appears,
We feel the fear along with our peers.
We cry as we see the pain and despair.
The nightmares never go away.
July 4th is no celebration.
We huddle, we hide as we remember all who died.
The screams.
The fireworks.
Just let me be.
We'll be okay on Morrow's Eve.
Russia among us
Dagestan must not be confused with Londonstan
where Islamists stop traffic to pray in the streets
trying to alter the British way of life, they fled
from when living in Pakistan
In Dagestan, the Islamists went amock burning
churches, synagogues and killing many Russians
When the Western media press and TV reported
they concentrated on the murder of a priest
who was not a Russian, the fact that many
Russians too were killed was hastily read, with them
being our eternal enemy, the thought is
a dead Russian is a good one.
Come to think of it, the Russian army freed
Europe of the Nazis, not the overhyped USA
landing on the beaches, or the British bombing
of Dresden, if we say this, we get a blank stare
When Russia's Putin invaded Ukraine, they had
no plans to stay there still has no plan
they wanted to stop NATO (usa) from having bases
close to the Russian borders
With a document signed by a new Ukrainian
leaders, the Russians like to go home again
No, that's easy, lots of money to make in dead
soldiers and new fancy weapons tried
thus, the conflict escalates and escalates, we dare
not think how far this will go
The relentless enemy, from a trench,
Wages psychological war.
Against the barrage, your teeth clench
As he fires shots you can't ignore.
You are not good enough; you must do more.
You are inadequate, for sure.
Better yet, don't get up from the floor.
You're bound to fail, simple and pure.
Your foe escalates with a hand grenade -
You are a pathetic case.
No one could ever want you, I'm afraid.
Stay home and hide your face.
Your brutal antagonist now drops a nuke,
And you freeze inside your core.
In this world, you are a freakish fluke.
There's no place for you no more.
Oh, the pernicious, insidious dread -
It's the voice from the trenches in your head.
cyst
of time
splintered night
in silent ache.
dim light of side lamp
glistened halo of moon
in some other universe,
where I long to hold you captive
in my own immortal galaxy.
drape my darkness in your radiant sun
hypnotized within your constellation,
blessed by Venus in her silver light
where I know you're mine forever.
hold me or I'll float away...
vestige of your kisses
escalates passion.
story sinks in
ashen skies.
Is love
pain?
Scraped, friendly freckled face falls to benchtop
Starchy spud plays poker, blank slate envelope
Lost costume spotted cape, super elixir escapade
Layers on shiny raised scars, recovery escalates
Sticking plaster, milky soak soothes, heat tempered
Compost bound bandaid quells Hell unrelented
Derma learns renewal, Nurse dresses fire sore victim
Tugged taut rawness fades, subsiding symptom
Nerida never administers synthetic medicine
She reassures peel press is healing essence
Piano punctuations plod, then pace, parade
Figaro notes frolick over keys, aural first aid
Choral cure prays perfect circle curse moon miracle
Stroking fingers fuse potato to patient, glue
Discarded skin glimmers in kitchen, hopeful sunbeam
Her burn potion infuses through bloodstream
6th May
Quick Recovery
Send the world a message with a smile,
Put on your happy face, cheer up, and
Remember to laugh once in a while.
Experience this moment in time,
And allow yourself to feel happy.
Don't ever forget that you're alive
In a world fueled by emotions.
Nothing speaks to the heart like a smile;
Go ahead and silently converse.
Hold on to hope, or it'll slip away;
And you won't know it until it's gone.
People who act on their fears are still
People, and we should treat them as such.
It can't hurt to smile and be polite;
No one likes to be screamed at, and yet
Everyone wants to be heard, and so
Sometimes, it escalates to shouting;
Smiles, however, are seldom ignored.
It's a identification of a human being
Which is engraved in its DNA
It's an embracing of its uniqueness
Which is modified in its personality
Its a smile of a soul
Which is manifesting in its morality
I could have said it,
As the movement starts to escalates
The truth is resurfacing
From the bottom, it goes up
As the climate starts to change
The betrayals are unbearable
From the top, it goes down
There it goes,
It's an acceptance of a culture
Which classifies the traditional ways
It's an honorable gesture
Which shows who you are
It's a unification of a human being
Which distinguishes the real individual
I could have said it
Watching JJ Play with Dinosaurs
David J Walker
The flying reptiles frighten me
What if they come back
What if they attack
What if a stolen egg escalates
Into another annihilation
The plying reptiles fascinate me
What if feathers are lost
What if we ignore the cost
And act in fits of passion
What if their leathered skin
Becomes stylish
Again
What if we killed them all
For fall
fashion
Vibrations escalates
Moodiness into ecstasy,
Vibes accelerates
Goodness for me.
Vibration emulates
Pleasure into release.
Vibe elates
Treasure of increase.
Journey Journal Page
HAIKU NEW YEAR
Start without
Go on your way;
Journey within
~~~~~~~~~
Ambition aspires
Hurl of heated hurts;
Scourge of rough journey
~~~~~~~~~
Windy winding way
Curious cicada chants;
Aptly anxious art
~~~~~~~~~
Brief tryst
Time comes along;
Laughter echoes
~~~~~~~~~
Olde friends
Gather here now;
Memory intervenes
~~~~~~~~~
Work warm wit
Blush brief bits;
Face fond fit
~~~~~~~~~
Watercolour splash
Cascade of flavours;
Tints and shades contrast
~~~~~~~~~
Olde year retreats
New horizons emerge;
Change escalates
~~~~~~~~~
New dreams
Comfortable old clothes;
Another year retires
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
29/31 December 2020
Singapore
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