seen only by ourselves we are
tossed aside by the blind
as folly and fallicy
rare we are
seen only by ourselves
destined for obscurity
owing to low numbers
beakons ever sounding
unique and fiant the pulses
sad songs in the mist
seen only by ourselves we are
bouys amidst a limitless sea
dancing in the fog of solitude
ever aching, ever signaling
hoping for a reply
but...
seen only by ourselves we are
Categories:
fiant, love,
Form: I do not know?
I open the old door and it squeaks,
then a cobwebbed, dusty ceiling appears...
what I find brings me to tears:
a moaning cat about to die, his weak heart still beats.
If all cats have nine lives as my cat has,
this one may know only one because of someone's shameless neglect and cruelty;
I check his yellowish eyes, and he dares to meow and lick my compassionate face...
as he clings to me for help and sympathy.
How did he survive under a cobwebbed, dusty ceiling
with no food and water...did he feed on spiders?
What about breathing in a sunless room frequented by mice?
Oh, he must have had a feast, while burping!
Ah, I shouldn't talk about rodents, it makes my hair standup!
All I want everyone to know is that the cat is doing well and loves a beefy treat,
not something he was forced to eat...oh, poor animal with a fiant heart!
No, sweet kitty cat: cobwebs and dust won't fall on you...here it's safe to sleep!
Entered in Francine Robert's contest,
" Cobwebs And Dust "
Written by Andrew Crisci
on 3/ 19/2012
Categories:
fiant, animals, food, friendship, pets,
Form: Rhyme
we ask oh conscience!
most faithful friend.
you give comfort,ease,relieve, defend:
but if for some reason my dear friend would go ;
i;ll be left with my deadiest foe.
[for our conscience tells us that
we were not put here to play to dream or to drift,
we have hard work to do and heavy loads to lift.
so
blame not the struggle face it tis god gift.
are not these days evil but whose to blame
we just fold our hands in shame,
its time to stand up speak out in gods name.
be strong- doesnt matter what goes wrong ,
how hard the battle or how the day is long
fiant not fight on
for tomorrow comes a brand new song..
yet
hope springs eternal in the human breast
,man never is ,but always to be blessed.
know the youself ;persume not God to scam.
for the proper study of mankind is man.
the same ambition can destroy or save.
to determine weather you 're weak or brave.
honor and shame from no condition rise,
do well your part for thats where your honor lies.....
Categories:
fiant, god, god,
Form: Rhyme