The river holds this night with its myriad stars,
it reflects a rippling cosmos above and below.
More than this, as I look deeper,
I sense a bygone starlight,
as if all that ever was floats as a dream
and all that is now and will be
belongs to its movement
as it meanders into tomorrow.
There is an ancient glow on the water tonight
the long drowned row upon it as spirit lights,
time travelling moments float upon its surface.
and as I gaze mesmerized
I also become one with this rivering.
The river moves beneath the shadow of Kentucky
where a glistening moon fetches up on tangling reeds.
Ohio river, you are a flood
of all that has gone, and all that is to come!
The stars look up from your furthermost depths.
to gleam in every watching eye.
We're going round and round to the downtown
Tonight the stars ain't here
Cause in my eyes
I'm looking at the brightest
It feels like I'm dreaming
Don't wake me up
Drown me with your eyes
Touch me with your heart
I'm dreaming tonight
I'm afraid that when I wake up
Heartbreak follows
Please don't wake me up
We're going downtown tonight
Drive me to the furthermost then
Pull me to your heart
And take me away with you
Unblouse your breast
Where to nuzzle and warm
Areola to moisten and mouth
Urgency need, I scarce was born
Unclothe me in all unrighteousness
Sing for me no lullabye
Fetus reflection in alabaster eyes
Yours will forgive me, so softly they plead
The call in my eyes , so loving beguiled
Answers my whisper
Inaudibly you whimper
Reaching for the hearth of your home
Furthermost far, the call of the grave
But if I should die, please bury me here
We slipped passed the guards, their caution neglect
Our passion en-garde, the phallus erect
Discover a pebble in fissurely crag
Rolling in wonders and nacred in pearl
Both of us crying exhortations of love
Loving ungainly like giraffe on the run
Speaking in gibberish, talking in tongues
Becoming immortal banging the drum
Surpassing the portal the bloodhounds unleash
I Mount Vesuvius, youre so within reach
Im falling for you in tubular bells
Demolition crawls
Pots and pans all over the place
Flaming torpedos pock-mark the Earth
Harpooning the squid in ink fibrillation
Ecclectic joy in sense celebration
Two souls arriving from deep within
In baptismal breath I was born once again
Naked Subjugation
Last night I wandered past your total disregard
And walked forlorn
Stark insecurity amplified
Still I walked , my usual forbearance uncomplied
Upon furthermost the distance between us elongated
The sustenance of forgotten stores inside me generated
I was venerated - nay subjugated
Of these morsels congregated
And fed me through those ink-black nights
In dew fall of the quiet
Inside unheard the rebel riots
As my breath became a billion
As my fears that I embraced
Loosed themselves and fearing fled
Melting in the murky bellows
Did I find my standing there...
Naked but for meekness laced
Forgotten was my fear
I needs you did not anymore
Nor your disregard this doggone day
Not dejected as before
Only sin has me surrounded
And soon encircled disappears, decays
Unclothed in limped insignificance
Nothing said ..
So still your body lies
Copyright © Jannie Breedt | Year Posted 2017
Last night I wandered past your total disregard
And walked forlorn
Stark insecurity amplified
Still I walked , my usual forebearance uncomplied
Upon furthermost the distance between us elongated
The sustenance of forgotten stores inside me generated
I was venerated - nay subjugated
Of these morsels congregated
And fed me through those inkblack nights
In dewfall of the quiet
Inside unheard the rebel riots
As my breath became a billion
As my fears that I embraced
Loosed themselves and fearing fled
Melting in the murky bellows
Did I find my standing there...
Naked but for meekness laced
Forgotten was my fear
I needs you dId not anymore
Nor your disregard this doggone day
Not dejected as before
Only sin has me surrounded
And soon encircled dissappears,decays
Unclothed in limped insignificance
Nothing said ...
So still your body lies
Most High,
That your presence
be known to me, that you would save for me,
the Rose that blossoms at the end of the rose bush,
that grows at the furthermost corner of the Sacred Garden,
saved of the chosen
for the chosen.
Has my day come
that I have grown worthy of
such a blessing?
Have not
the scales of Karma weighed me unfavorable
for my crimes against
the roses?
Has my name
not been removed from The Book of Gardens,
that even the scent of such a perennial beauty should ever again
grace my breath?
I would that
you will see me as worthy!
That your favor be upon me to endure
such a blessing as this,
Sacred flower!
That you would save for me,
My,
Rose that grows
at the furthermost corner of the Sacred Garden,
that blossoms at the end of the
Rose bush.
She blithely dreams of flitting butterflies,
essence of lemon-drop poetry and
lighter-than-vapor argent cotton candy castles
upon empurpled cloud embellishes,
meanwhilst wistfully hot air balloons
designed of lilting paisley embroidery
inflated with the airy fragrance
of wildflowers' whimsied zestfulness
merrily drifts furthermost simultaneously
burbling curiouser moons & starry dusted
whirlwinds gaily prancing 'pon watercolor hues,
imagination's perceptibility musing
aloud mid sleepyhead synapses'
abstractly diffused spheres,
she softly ponders if this should
be Nirvana my only wish shall
evermore be to slumber endlessly
There was poetry in her deliverance
as she was swathed by butterflies,
whilst cosmoses glinted 'tween
tranquil transcendency furthermost
harmoniously fluttered reminisces
like a flower gently unfolding,
flourishing a deeper kinda nectar
We are merely montages, a mélange of endless stardust - -
Finessing poetry 'round melodic sentiments,
nuances manifested 'neath fractured mosaics of entities'
indwelling harmoniousness amidst surrendered
yesteryear's spellbinding prospective endeavors,
we are but astral whispers on winds of prismatic illusions
upon transcendence midway fractals' furthermost macrocosms
Poetry is the air I breathe,
lifeblood trickling 'tween
luscious marrow in my bones,
existentially rooted crux reflecting
Amen's utterances & hallelujah certainties
'round reality's technical formalities
foreshadowing furthermost prevalence
of comprehensive earthy assumptions
& defining whispered whimsies,
exhaled betwixt sunrise's saturated ache
for fiery transpired virtual presence,
literally composed of complicit
synchronicity resoundingly set ablaze
mid expounded otherworldly desires
It was a romantic endeavor
this quest for vaporous ridges,
as an adventurous spirit crested
already reaching dizzying altitudes,
short of vital breath & intensely high,
yet, there was no returning as the
summit was a mere birds-eye view,
it was the last chance to achieve
brass ring elevations mid skies'
survival beyond boundless frontiers,
towering strength and determination
overcoming fears whilst lack of oxygen
was a matter of achieve/die, win/be buried
ultimate goal was furthermost zenith, 'til
Mt Everest in its infinite nature took grasp of
life and climber's deathly eminent boundaries,
while its unreckonable power commanded an
unsurmountable frigid avalanche 'neath violent deadlocks,
encasing tombs of unfulfilled loftily dreamt expeditions
She's the closer in her
own intangible talent,
came upon an absurd
assumption she
might be a poet, merely
discernible as conveyed
ill-drifting imagination
betwixt dispersed antagonism
and magniloquent coercion,
her mediocre existence aced cliché
vanquished 'neath forewarning
zephyrs amidst wildflowers on fire
& half-forgotten frothy seascapes,
furthermost poetically fated delusions
Lost my equilibrium amidst
an utterly ethereal seduction,
ascending glinted stratospheres
'tween reciprocally magnetic forces,
beyond constellations' obscure vapors,
whilst breathlessly infatuated moons
softly whispered destinies' avowal to
surrender otherworldly ventured sighs...
I want to be the impetus
furthermost your gravity...
CONTEST 225 - sponsored by Brian Strand
inspired by Sara Bareilles "Gravity"
Heaven is a gate of truthful bliss!
Enchanted kingdom of People of God,
Fascinating lights of happiness.
Heaven welcomes different blood,
No more pains and tasteful odd.
Heaven is a promise for someone who has faith.
Everyone will taste the sweet promise of good fate.
Illumination of spectrum will be obviously seen,
Genuine pleasure will be incredibly great.
Heaven is the furthermost land that no one ever seen.
Lei Strauss
1/21/15
Why after all of my mistake ridden years
Have I been granted the eyes of truth?
I see beauty in so many different ways
Than I ever did before, my song sounds
Sweeter than it ever did, and the echoes
Of my incoming evening tide, though near
Are far away on a horizon of waiting dreams,
And my soul feels as light as the rising dawn.
Why did those passing whispers of forever
Decide to nest in the furthermost corners
Of my grieving heart, and what gave their
Salve such a sweetly healing holy touch,
That lit me up like a smile on a rainy day?
And why are my footprints still in the sand
So far away from yesterday? I feel as if
I am still walking with you like I always did.
What makes a sunset turn into a psalm, and
Why do rainbows comfort my eyes, like one
Day when I was young, I saw the sun down
A wishing well, and when I got home, I looked
In the mirror, and a rainbow was etched across
My face, and its colours were so gentle a reminder
Not to let my heart grow drab and grey again, yet
Rainbows never can be born without a touch of rain…
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