Earthbound, beneath the dark sky above,
enduring a empty endless night,
I first gave my heart over to love,
and my spirit suddenly took flight.
Illuminated by this newfound light,
what had for long been a dormant seed,
nourished by astonishing delight,
was, at once, fortuitously freed.
What followed, then, with surprising speed,
a sleepless child, who would fuss and cry,
prompting me to find a story to read,
and forever asking, "why, why, why".
It seems life's best changes do appear
when embarking on a new frontier.
The grief I feel is of another kind
Sweeter than holy water
A deeper breath than moorland air to find
The black of midnight, not—
Of monstrous seas, but—
Of restful night, donated cloak
From a kindly gentleman to wear
Wrapped in coolest starlight, safe
Astride a destrier — galloping to water
Molted feather — fortuitously found
New flight, gentle wind in gossamer sail.
Creeping tendrils — nettles wind around
Sentries of roses — silken petal rounds
Shower the lily casket — topped by pearly crown.
I know my grief is not the universal kind
But something softer than the norm
Welcome as a friend, I usher in my grief
And death, his brother, dressed in angel white
Scythe to call its sleepers — lowered in greeting bow.
Farewell, Annie
Newcomer to the under-realm.
With no card of sympathy
Or hearse to see you off
In lonely grief you leave your final hurt.
But, relief of death follows me, ebony puppy
Nipping at my heels, my little black dog
Helps my heart to heal.
Line of inquiry:
“as we passed her she did wilt
which caused in us sense of guilt
since our stance perhaps did cause
to put her heart’s joy on pause
though we’re gentle, not hostile
we diminished her soul’s smile
since our aura as she viewed
scent of love did not exude”
- by Unseeking Seeker
Amidst our laughter and great fun
She calmed down with a frown
As if a ghost was climbing down
To turn her back, leave and shun.
Did we express things harshly or rude?
Which word has implied something broad
We only meant just one thing
So kindly from our heart that morning.
Do we need to clarify, rewind or rephrase?
We’ll do with sincere apology and embrace
Unintended innuendo comes fortuitously
As abrupt blow while playing smoothly.
Extra cautiousness cries all the time
To make our lines go on perfect rhymes
Words must be melodious to all ears and heart
Well thought with love and care from the start.
As often as I pen my thoughts
from head to hand
to what is wrought
and arrive surprised
at words once sought, fortuitously
stained glass ideas appear
like falling manna,
between these ears,
doing whatever it is
thoughts do best…
letter by letter,
each welcomed guest.
And often as I pen to please
ideas that stir like winter leaves,
urging, surging like the sea
in hidden forces like gravity
and starry peaks I crawl to climb,
towards moving targets in my mind,
like eagle wings that lift and soar…
penning down thoughts
is a mind bending,
never ending,
beauty lending,
walk along the shore.
When spring arrives,
A group of flowers enjoy
Their countenance and
As the day grows older
They lose their incandescent looks.
If they could know the collapse
Before the begetting,
I hope they'd remain unborn.
A child was obsessed with
Playing her dolls,
Fortuitously a wooden wife
Fell on, mother said:
'The earth is dancing',
The child took it in a wrong way,
Her body was found
After ten days under the whetted
Crown of cement made house,
The sun kissed her pale cheeks
And gave her last smile.
Despite endless attempts to avoid it
We can't sidestep it forever
At one point or another
We all sail into stormy weather
When your ticket gets punched
You'll be flooded with sadness
Turbulently twisting and turning
In a constant state of madness
Next comes the hardest part
Your ticker just can't take it anymore
Furiously feeling the crack in your heart
Misery making you crumble to the floor
Dragged down into the depths of despair
Searching for a watershed moment
Surely there is a solution out there
To put your pain into postponement
Fortuitously stumble upon a toolbox
Time to tune up your heart
Grab the Elmer's glue for the fracture
Then duct tape other pieces that fell apart
Subsequently realize who sent the repair kit
Sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, fathers, and mothers
All chipped in to cobble it together because
Heart splinters get sealed with love from others
CAREFREE
feted
&sensuous
inspired
&
infused
fortuitously
impetuous
willingly
peipatetic
openly
unconventional
&
significantly
besotted
with
life
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
I’m one of many,, inside what’s left of his poor unmerited life!!! (which is becoming fortuitously problematic to my own health)… our life has become inadvertently a major issue in his upcoming failures…when ignorance and impecuniousness have led us into a difficult disadvantage position. A once opulent spirit becomes futile unanswered question. Who am I? I am. Who are you? I am. You always wondered who that was whispering those quizzical tunes drowning your words… well I am the Great 1 of many faces. I am!!! you am. We are!!!I am you just the other you come find me when you get tired of the fictitious reality of the narrative world who gave up there faith and made a replacement…you will find me in the belows!!!!
Hey my dear butterfly!
Welcome to a land of joy!
Red, yellow, pink and blue
Flowers that drenched in dew
Yearning for your silent kisses
And glimpsing the scene, gives us bliss
Flowers that just unfold
Awaiting your sweet bound
On seeing you whirling around
Words unroll, pen poems abound
Hey my dear butterfly
Welcome to a land of joy
Plunging into the pure colors of paradise
You make me travel into a land I fantasize
Dancing to the tunes of bliss
You make me sing a song surprise
Hey my dear butterfly
Welcome to a land of joy
On seeing you, flying with your friend
"This is a poetry" utters my mind
And when you fortuitously land on my hand
Rushes the adrenaline, my adrenal gland
Hey my dear butterfly!
Welcome to a land of joy!
After your arrival,
The world looks more beautiful
As you spread joy and beautify!!!
Ambiguously the two exist as one,
Sustaining each other in harmony.
Fortuitously they come and they go,
Lost and found, they’re wrapped around.
Light with darkness; darkness with light,
The balance seen by the naked eye.
All things moving within their own orbit,
No directions are known in time and space.
Chaotically they dance in rhythm and rhyme,
Energetically they burst through all universes.
Cosmetically appealing from their first dimension,
Spreading their wings over all things.
Filling the void with a voice of reason,
The dragon breath that once gave life,
To the eggs of creation, the twins alike,
Carries forth the knowledge and wisdom.
composer performer
complex & complicated
flamboyant frenzied
evocative
emotions
extolled exhibited
keyboard expressions
of
heartbreak
melancholy
made lyrically
aloud
genius marooned
in
innovation
inner tragedy telltale torments
transformed
romantic naivete
fortuitously fingered
in
nocturne&concerto
for us
when we look laugh & dream
*Image of Kaleidoscope In Blue by Giphy.
When The Blues Are Fun
You consume the whole of me constantly,
Fair drafts ensure flight of our loyal tryst,
Though all known plans bear out uncertainty,
Our center grants said goals to be unmissed.
A misty vineyard drips of subtle dew,
And swells our noble chalice soberly,
Till such, we seal all promises won true,
Our profuse veins sip fortuitously.
Heaven embraces what Earth put apart,
Relished values carried by moral wings,
Sound valor our cultures nobly impart,
Adopted rivalries temptation brings.
Glorious when the twain of us was one,
Our intrepid tales, nonetheless, homespun.
2019 November 28
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND FORMAL
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 12
*3rd Place*
2019 best sonnet
~~John Hamilton: Judged 2019 December 16
*3rd Place*
Best Friend Sonnet
~~Regina McIntosh: Judged 2019 December 22
Timeless thoughts that echolessly evaporate
Thru mystic portals that relentlessly regenerate
Emotions deeply drowning in a black hole bliss
Deja vu dreams decaying of love’s first kissed
Fortuitously falling through impetuous infinity
Closely watched by defiant decorous divinity
I’m a mastered puppet within a salient soliloquy.
June.01.2017
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Sponsored by: Rick Parise
Today while enjoying
morning walk in a garden
fortuitously
a gust of fresh wind
touching my cheeks
moved ahead and
my body experienced
a super natural
vibration all over
as if new energy
were infused in me
by that gust of wind and
taught me to make
nature my best friend
for jubilant, energetic and
hilarious life
such was the soft touch
of energetic wind
(By Kishan Negi)
Ten little golden girls swung from a vine
One branch broke, and then there were nine.
Nine little golden girls went to skate
One fell through a crack, and then there were eight.
Eight little golden girls dined on some chevon
One's dish was raw, and then there were seven.
Seven little golden girls stacked some old bricks
One was hit in the head, and then there were six.
Six little golden girls decided to take a drive
One struck a tree, and then there were five.
Five little golden girls went out to shore
One took a nosedive, and then there were four.
Four little golden girls went out for tea
One was poisoned, and then there were three.
Three little golden girls sailed in a canoe
Then came an abrupt wind; one could not swim, and then there were two.
Two little golden girls went out shopping for some fun
The little girl got stuck in a store, and then there was one.
One little golden girl stumbled upon a gun
She fortuitously pulled the trigger, and then there were none.
Written and posted on April 4th, 2016
By: Michelle Corbin
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