The phantoms of Glen Affric call
from deep within the histosol,
where time and matter’s slow decay
of misty glen and ancient fray,
conceal Mackenzie ghosts in wait
with weapons drawn to greet their fate
of claymore blade; of Celtic cross,
to shed the blood of William Ross,
and stain the sphagnum bryophyte,
his soul to cut and extradite.
Amidst the whipping hilltop squall
is heard their eerie battle call,
where shadow soldiers groan and splay
upon the hazy, darkened brae.
As well, the loose of blood and spate,
to curse the earth and consecrate,
the peat to quench; the land emboss,
forever running red the moss.
Categories:
extradite, history, war,
Form: Rhyme
Unaccustomed to happiness, we sit exiled from the light.
Coiled tight in our shells, never sharing in delight.
But like a beacon of hope showing us the path that is right.
Love has found its way and remains burning like a torch so bright.
Love has arrived like a train pulling its coaches with such might.
Memories of love seem to flicker in the carraiges moving light.
But still doubt lingers, like blinds covering happiness from our sight.
Old memories masking our thoughts, but don't let it be our blight.
Let love envelope us, with a comforting cloak and hold us tight.
There'll be no more scurrying around in the shadows cast by the night.
Time to emerge from the murkiness and past traumas, we must extradite.
Love is all we require and our love will always be non finite.
Written 2019
Inspired by Maya Angelou
Categories:
extradite, feelings, love, wedding,
Form: Rhyme
Where are you now?
Are you in and among the crowd?
In a world in which I cannot follow?
Extradite to imaginary borders,
Where my thoughts finally unfurl.
Categories:
extradite, confusion, depression, desire, emotions,
Form: Free verse
A whinstone varigated thoughtless vegetative scrumptious.
A thanksgiving theology scrupulous splutter simultaneous.
A wistful zephyr as a wizened face vehemently wiseacre,
A filibuster recommends fiddlesticks to extradite fabulous.
An extraordinary amusable, desirable or sustainable flush.
Categories:
extradite, caregivingthanksgiving,
Form: Haiku
On tenterhooks, our emotions run raw,
our days are filled with silent fright.
Feeling defeat sharpen it's claws,
we spend many sleepless nights.
We lay awake, with eyes shut tight,
self isolated and alone.
Our own demons, we cannot fight.
We stay within our safety zone.
Uselessness, we feel is our major flaw.
For us there is no White Knight,
to come and champion our cause.
To us the sun, does not shine bright.
There are only shadows in the light.
We feel it to our very bones,
there is no way out, from our plight.
We stay within our safety zones.
We find no help in Health Care Laws,
the sharks circle, waiting to bite.
We've run out of strength from which to draw,
so we stand ready, to take flight.
To hide within, out of sight.
By life, we've been disowned,
there is just grey, no colors, black or white..
We stay within our safety zone.
There is no magic pill, that works, overnight.
There is no happiness to call our own.
Until this depression, we extradite,
we stay within our safety zone.
For the contest: Ballade Boomba
Placement: 10th
Categories:
extradite, depression, life
Form: Ballade