Desperation to breed contempt
the moment shattered
time illy spent
Choices bartered and freedom gone
the reaper chanting
old righteous wrongs
Panic stricken the nights repeat
the days long orphaned
abandoned sheep
One promise lingers in chastened air
the font of Angels
— baptism’s prayer
(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)
Frequent famines, furrowed foreheads, faint
Father's font fructified, free flowing
fare for fragile famished families
finally fullness, faith
freedom from fervent fraught
Your social construct?
Smile in a different font;
I asked for nothing;
The message is still the same;
Ridiculous dynamic.
Poetry…
not about the words
but how the words were born
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
Who was it that first said..
'the eyes are the window to the soul'..
who's eyes did they envision..
and how did they know?
And what of sweet wetted fingers that comb..
to straighten this messed heart cowlick I own.
Few well paired wanderlust seek a divine pardon..
still fancy the folly of youth's far flung travels.
Two trespass meadow lost to petal lined garden,
til intimacy's last mystery unravels.
Darting dawn awakes to write upon love's torn page..
parting drawn in true type font in spite of heart's age.
Any utility that allows you to change a font, its colour
can be used on Poetry Soups poets notes no bothor
this line is in the coloured white, alright
the line above is in white to see it you must highlight
this line I have used a script font and used the colour red
All the above lines were typed using the OpenOffice utility
This line and the line above typed using PS's editor.
Curious how emotional feelings can change,
Depending on the font type that you choose.
What’s written can also be swayed by the font,
This font that plays with your muse.
Times New Roman is the traditional, respectable read,
Reliable information’s read here,
Whilst Script is more elegant and creative and hip,
Like reading a poetic Shakespeare,
But, if you want to read clean, current, and stable,
Sans Serif is often the choice,
Or if you want strong, progressive, stylish and chic,
Gothic will be your print voice.
And then, if it’s a friendly short story,
A bold Cooper is what you might need,
Then ,finally, after you’ve put the right font on the page,
You’ll enhance your emotional read.
I would like to ponder wisdom
loving relationships and things
A life lived beyond good intentions
What it means to have strong wings
To know that life has a purpose
When it is lived beyond myself
I don't need to fill all my cupboards
It's better that I share the wealth
All those things I think I'm needing
are trapping me within the want
I see heartache written in graffiti
Why am I blinded by colourful font
If my more means that I'm taking
Is any of it truly gain
Others find food in dumpsters
and I am ignorant to their pain
In this world of want and plenty
I know I have more than my share
By remembering where it came from
I should know I have plenty to spare
God implores me to be giving
To have faith He won't let me down
These hands have a special purpose
If I'm willing to venture down town!
A sweet little girl named Alex.
Always put words in italics.
Plain print wouldn't do.
So when she was through.
They were known as Alex Italics.
If I were to be a font,
I wonder which font I would be?
Calibri and Arial are nice, but a little too common for me.
If I were to be a font,
I would pick which one with care;
Old English Text, French Script and Matura are cool, but I don’t quite have that flare.
If I were to be a font,
I think it would have to be bold;
Aharoni, Copper Black and Elephant might all be in the fold.
If I were to be a font,
It would have to be descript;
Baskerville Old Face, Broadway and Forte my personality just doesn’t fit.
If I were to be a font,
I would want to be understood;
Times New Roman, Century and Courier, I think, all would be good.
If I were to be a font,
I wonder which font I would be?
And whatever font I happened to be,
I hope that you would choose me.
If there was one thing that I really did want
I'd have to say it's a sarcasm font
I'd use it to torture, I'd use it to taunt
That would be one thing I really would flaunt
That would be awesome, I'd use only it
For some of these postings that's all that would fit
I'd install it myself if it came in a kit
A sarcasm font - now that'd be a hit
Await the zenith of the sun,
cross clay courtyard a beckoning
barefoot walked, heartstring undone,
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.
Soundless clarion of tears fall
toward absolution’s bright blessing,
within the domed sabil I call...
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.
The fountain's dry, but not my eyes
sounds of grace rebound, amazing,
Amazing Grace, sang such as I
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.
We are but one beneath the sun
for all our fears and wandering
all creation our companion...
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.
Let spirit rise on minaret
and phantom penitents come hieing
all is well, we are God’s get
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.
Peace is not a relationship of nations. It is a condition of mind brought about by a serenity of soul. Peace is not merely the absence of war. It is also a state of mind. Lasting peace can come only to peaceful people.
Jawaharlal Nehru (1889 - 1964)