'twas at the country fair I spied her
outstanding in her field
(in many more ways than one)
beyond compare second to none
eyelashes long and lovely skin of velvety down
I insist who could resist those eyes so big so brown
(limpid pools?) 'twould make a fool of (almost) any man
but I'm her biggest fan and I won't lie I can't deny
a complexion creamy a gaze quite dreamy
took my breath away that day
and in her hair a ribbon a ribbon of bonny blue
lost my heart (and then my mind) what's a boy to do
'twere love instantly 'At first sight' one might even say
(could she be the one for me?)
I couldn't let her get away and so I took her home
it was a first for me but please don't think the worst
(there'll be no matrimony)
I've sailed the seven seas to the four corners of the earth
been to hell (without a handbasket) and for what it's worth
been around the whole wide world
but waiting there at the country fair
where ruminating I found my one and only
my Jersey Belle, my Jersey girl
Do you sometimes use GPS
To navigate your flat world?
Did you ever wonder how all those satellites
Get around to the underside?
Do you use a flush toilet
Or a siphon?
See, fluids can sometimes run uphill.
Your “the Amazon River is flat” theory
Fails to hold water.
Did you ever consider an Antarctic cruise?
Did you ever want to sail around the South Pole?
You could look out for the ice-wall
That you think holds the oceans in.
Do you recognize a metaphor?
When the Bible talks about the
“Four corners of the Earth”,
It’s an idiom for distant lands,
Or is your world-view ‘square’?
Every other celestial body we can see is round.
Why should the Earth be so different?
Phases of the Moon,
Pictures of Earth taken by astronauts,
The “celestial spheres” really are spherical.
If you need a book to tell you what is real,
Try a physics book.
If you need a tool to discern what is right,
Try logic or experiment.
Try to see beyond the horizon.
If your world is really constricted
To what you can see from your limited view,
Then, perhaps, start walking.
Turn your dreams into reality by making the right moves
Time to come out of your shell, you have something to prove
Turn what are your inner desires into a course of actions
Take a chance to investigate what just might bring you lots of satisfaction
Life has so many avenues that a person needs to explore
Do not limit your choices, let the world show you what it has in store
Allow yourself to be that person you have created in your mind
Explore the four corners of the earth you may be surprised at what you might find
Climb the highest mountain, take a hot air balloon ride
Time will provide you with whatever you want, you just need to decide
Above all do something that ignites that fire deep inside
Life should be fulfilling, heart pounding, magical ride
If I could conjure up a magical spell
It would cause the world’s wars to cease
The exact phrases I’d utter I cannot tell
But they would be magic words of peace.
Simple as that, I would utter the refrain
Casting it to the four corners of the earth,
Repeating it over and over and over again
With all the fervor I’ve known from birth.
I’d ask magical powers, those of sound mind
To unite with me in this marvelous pursuit,
Relieving all the sufferings of whatever kind
Never would there ever be war – absolute!
No child in the world would ever be a refugee
Or hurt, or suffer the horrors of aerial assault,
So, I…I will cry out my magic spell immediately
Let no one who is innocent be held at fault.
FIFTH PLACE WINNER
written March 10, 2022
for "Magic Spell" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Robert James Liguori
I lie on crumpled velvet
pressed against the four corners of the earth.
My ears pick up chatter around me.
Chatter of my greatness.
Chatter full of lies.
Dirty, filthy lies.
They say I was kind
when in reality
I only focused on others when convenient.
They say I was dependable.
But I depended more on others
than they did on me.
The mourners finish gabbing
sharing their stories of foolishness and naivety
and together
they lower me into the dust.
Empathy is the first foundation of love
If you need to be loved then why others shouldn't be
If you need to be cared for then why others shouldn't be
Let only one thing stop you from loving and let it be death
Let it be when your heart no longer feel pain
Let it be when your hands are too cold to feel the heat
I might not be there to teach you how but let your heart lead the way
Don't love because of the ones colour , education, beauty, sexual orientation, nationality, religion, disability but because everyone deserves to be
With all the forces from the four corners of the earth
Let non stop your heart from loving
Not even me should
Make not my mistake nor that of your mother
The are more mirrors then you can count
They are in everyone that walk pass you
Don't pay hate for hate, jealousy for jealousy
Love mama nature and give her all the care
Let this be told to your unborn generation
That love is the only answer
Crossroads
You will never see them coming
Yes, the crossroads
Where you have to choose
Choose a new road to tread in
Lose what you thought could be "forever"
I don't want to turn over a new leaf
The "If" ,no ,I don't want to think about it
So I remain stuck at the junction
I auction all my better days to the sands of time
Time will tell
So I choose to live the moment
My decision?
Don't comment
How can one just get rid of so easily?
Dear Thought don't judge me
You ought to understand
Understand I'm human too
I might be sulking,
Gulping ocean waters so sour
But life playing its mind games on me,
Pass by the hour
I find myself in need of the candy too
Handy? I know the winds will be
Will push me to choose
Until then, I will live by the little strength left within
I will watch them,
The roads
Their vastness
Spreading out to the four corners of the earth
For now, I choose not to move
I wander the desert alone with my thoughts
as the sun beating down sssizzles my soul;
I ponder the reflections of my barren life,
and thirst for the knowledge
of where I went wrong.
The dreams I once held have all vanished with the dust,
blown away to the four corners of the earth.
And now I feel that I’m surrounded by jackals
patiently waiting for me to give in;
hungry to feast on the fruits of my life.
Far in the distance I see a jack rabbit
scampering forward to a lush oasis
filed with the bountiful dreams of my youth.
Wandering wearily toward the oasis of my dreams,
I wonder if my life is just a mirage.
And still the sun sssizzles my soul.
October 11, 2018
V-iewing the entire earth
I-s a wonderful sight;
E-ast and west touch the horizon,
S-outh and north set poles
A-right
P-aint the earth's four corners,
A-rtwork is a masterpiece;
S-ee the picture in perspective,
A-nd you will truly find peace.
P-ortrait of life November eighteenth
O-pens the day of your birth;
R-apture is gladly given
T-o the four corners of the
E-arth.
Helen
©Ben Burton 5-11-15
A plane devoid of noises
Within a darkened cave
No words of consolation
Assuage the rants and raves
Awareness unattended
Has obfuscated will
But fluid through the fingers
Puts ink into the quill
She roars across forever
Four corners of the earth
The Alabama legend
Has made their voices heard
One and three are 4;
nothing is unlucky about the number 13.
three and one or one and three;
it adds up to 4,
when reduced to a singular digit.
Numerology reveals the truth about things
and four is a healthy number.
The mystery of 13, is that so much can be conjured,
in the human imagination.
four is power;
four corners of the Earth have four angels,
to watch over them.
Four leaf clovers are lucky;
the power of fortune,
is a strong faith that manifests.
four branches complete the circle of the celtic cross;
all crosses are four-limbed.
Four aspects, are the colors on the medicine wheel;
offering healing, to those who comprehend its gifts.
Four is wholeness;
one and three, three and one;
four is the offspring of the 13.
Divide it by twos and see the a duality of all revealed.
Lost in confusion
A scar time will never heal,
A scar dangling in the hands of fate,
Take a glance at all four corners of the earth,
Some are filled with boundless joy at someone’s birth,
Yet some are grieving over someone’s death,
Some are drowning in the murky waters of starvation,
Yet some are winning and dinning in ululation,
I am lost in confusion.
Few woke up to a fancy bubble bath,
Millions to a bath at a local river,
Some countries are in the middle of bloody wars,
Whilst some are concluding peace treaties,
Some lovers are making up.
Yet some are breaking up,
Someone is trapped in the misery of tribulation,
Someone in the loneliness of isolation,
Yet someone is hogging the limelight
Cloistered in the world of fame
Some people are harmful, some helpful,
Some chose the ballot, some the bullet,
People love without reason, without reason they hate,
The heart that hurts beats the scar,
The scar of the mystery of life
The secret is to persevere,
To be better today than you were yesterday,
It’s better to die great than live grieving,
So I’ve been told and so I believe.
I've seen my brother
walking the four corners of the Earth.
In search for something new, or possibly
Someone new.
I've seen the desperate men,
With their heads full with hair,
and dressed in fancy and expensive suits,
bark like dogs when young women roll by.
They do not care what people think of them,
...Just like dogs.
I sit at my window, and peek my head out.
I see the desperate men putting on shows for naive girls.
I sit at my window,
waiting for that one day.
That one knock upon my door,
but so far nothing in hopes of me
falling in Love.
Still I wait.
I see foolish girls falling for dogs,
Who wake the next morning with flees and the dog no where in sight,
and I laugh, huh!
But the dogs bark at me for laughing.
Still I wait.
I do not worry for my time with Love will come.
See tat it is a soft, October night
A true woman will come and pay me a visit with a knock upon my door.
Not just any old woman.
A woman with class,
Who is longing for a man,
Who will love her back,
She will be kind and gentle.
She will come one day,
mabye in the month of May, June or July,
Then I will have the last laugh and say over those dogs,
Who barked at me.
I will have my woman, one day!
To the four corners of the earth
I will never give up my search
For my one and only true love
An attraction that fits like a glove
Until I find that admiration
My search is an exploration
Till my queen is in my arms
Electrified from my charms
Happiness is a thousand to one
As soon as my search is done
Happily ever after it goes
Like a newly blossomed rose
~Leonard Napierskie
The worldwide cry.
From the four corners of the earth,
In the crowded street and lonely path,
One cry is heard,
A cry so sad
The cry of sons and mothers,
The cry of daughters and fathers,
Is that the monster within,
May not in us be seen
We cry for children in their childhood,
To keep their mortal fields so green,
We cry for adults in their adulthood,
To keep their bright linen clean
We cry for abstinence before marriage,
And faithfulness in marriage,
We cry for protection of life,
Before we all end in strife
Though our hearts bleed with sorrow,
Yes! we can hope for tomorrow,
For a new dawn has unfolded,
And the past hast been folded
Antiretrovirals is our new song,
What we had waited for so long,
Compliance is the key,
For the long life we hope to see
Better nutrition is the word in our lips,
Lest we all slumber and slip,
To infections ,
Worse than injections
We also cry to the one above,
The one we truly love,
For He wilt wipe our tears away,
So that long we wilt stay
Who wilt the ribbon mend,
And so our lives defend?
Who so brave can we send
To fight this monster to the end?
'Tis us all the affected,
As hands we join with the infected
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