stepping
I skid
to my lips
I sip
on my boat
I skip
from my arms
I drip
I dive through
I zip
my hands grasp
I slip
bucket with leak
won't fill
my story
doesn't hold water
truth that's weak
leaks out.
water like time,
slips, slides away, can't be held
makes its way through cracks.
with drips and drops
it wears away a stone.
wily water has a will of its own
its goes where it wants to.
you need water most
when its gone
when the well is dry
you'll know
how much its worth
when it slips, slides,
flows away
with its drips and drops
relentless
singing along
with time's
ticks and tocks,
counting and
wearing away at life.
my cracks make me feel like a crank
not being able to hold water runs me insane
All i needed was a handyman
instead of being rigged until i leak again
im just a broken sink
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.
After Kindy
little kids
wait with mums
at the big kids’ school:
Chat-time,
there and back time;
big-tree shade,
dust and long leaves,
water in cages –
shiny bubblers,
hot black play-ground,
bench-seats
low down.
Liz is back and sobbing,
Mum says, ‘What’s the matter?
Wipe the tears.
Blow the nose.’
‘I can’t hold water,’ Lizzie cries.
‘We’re making mud,’ says Bella.
‘Oh,’ says Lizzie’s Mum.
‘Oh,’ says Bella’s Mum.
The mums frown.
‘You have to put water
in your mouth,’ says Liz.
‘And spit it,
on the dirt,’ says Bella.
‘Oh,’ say the mums.
Mums don’t make magic
in play-ground dust.
Kids do.
Drips of water
from their mouths:
dust kicking
water strings,
mixed up
with fingers
into mud
with gumnut people
jumping in,
and leaf crocodiles
snapping.
I have sinned, friend.
But my sin is not a God
To smother my Divinity.
Innate, alive
God writhes within me,
A burning fire
A tripartite light.
How low I sank
I may not tell
But in the muddy
Fires of Hell
Is not my destination.
I drank from an evil cup
And yet
God took me to his bosom
And I Am transfigured.
Me, a Sinner.
A broken piece of pottery
That can no more
Hold water
And yet
He mendeth it
And makes it His Abode
Now what GOD
Would live in a broken teapot?
Nay, MENDED!
The God of very Gods,
The Son of Suns.
Behold He is I Am
And I Am
Is alive forevermore within me
He shall yet win his way through my Heart,
And I will be alive in HIM
Forever.
SELAH!
A toilet that doesn't hold water
like specious reasoning ~ naught there
OH!
You punched holes in my system
Now, I am incontinent
I can't hold water for a second
You blame it on indiscipline
You licked my mind
Now , I am permeable
I can't sieve immigrant thoughts
You blame it on gullibility
You dragged my true self
Now, I am a masquerader
I can't meet the world without the mask
You blame it on cowardice
You attack every step of mine
Now, I am calculative
I can't choose expediently
You blame it on Indecision
Oh Society !!!
Should we have faith in a faithless quest
And put sheer foolishness to test
That the coconut holds some water
Makes not ignorance call it a river
The snail knows wise to travel with shell
Or lives not at all to someday tell
O darling! My darling basket
Useful are you as my pot of earth
Performing labour no other can
A loyal companion on my farm
You from by weaver's hand was made
And the other fine mud the potter shaped
Envy not the labour of your brother
For you two have served a gladdened master
Through different paths that you both take
And such rare habits your nature make
Be weary not for none has done better
Each in his way has been a helper
I see the pain in your restless eyes
As the pot I greet when first I rise
I oppose not for you are right
But to you do I salute goodnight
It is pure folly to make you hold water
And no lesser folly should the pot hold tubers
By: Adams Elizabeth Oyarese
Lizdiamond Poetry World
Baskets does not hold water
Basins does coconut holds water
Cocoyam does not thus the eye
Of the soul is wisdom
I am full of holes,
Can be wet or dry;
I can hold water,
Answer what am I?
Before the breakfast
With bread, eggs, and meat;
What are the two things
People never eat?
What has double hands
And a shining face;
But no arms and legs
While running in pace?
What is it the more
You're taking away
The larger it gets
Either night or day?
What has many keys
But can't open door;
Solve the problem now
With great guess galore.
there was droid from star system Ramlax-3
that wanted to be human like you and me
as hard as it tried
the idea soon died
because he couldn't hold water to pee
Science and Religion
Some ask, “Why do you waste your time on religious matters?
When it’s obvious, science is the answer.”
After countless hours, I realize the theories
Are like sieves and will not hold water.
I do not blame the scientists, who attempt to explain
The universe logically or the evolution of life
With evidence gathered.
It is these so called ‘Intelligentsia’ who distort the facts
With fabrications, and then propagate the lies to replace the truth.
This suits their narrative, the fools!
Science is rational, armed with data to analyze existence,
Whereas, religion quenches the souls of human beings.
I, too, want my name in a history book,
But not as an idiot.
Things happen to me
in ways i cant explain them,
It sometimes tears me up inside
Something insane to common men
But still my faith is there, like it has always been
God granted me power beyond measures...
At times...It seems to much to treasure
Seeking out love
Cus thats how inside i do survive
Rain that pours
The drops fall
And i cant ignore
The feelings it makes me explore
My emotions are like this cycle
It fills up til it cant hold water anymore
Showing me how i am
Inside im wounded in war
The battle of spirits and with it i draw my sword
Someday,
My own spirit shall forge a steel worthy of a lord
Until then, i share these stories of internal War
Clouds
Cumulous, dense, fluffy, gorgeous
Clouds
Profuse, passionate, powerful,
Poetic black and white
Intensely desirous like the light for the cave
Or the river from the mountain on the valley
Though black, gray and white near the shore
Deep inside the core
Ripe crimson lore of tomato like hunger
Waiting and counting down the minutes
And the counting hastens
Too impatient to hold water
Very seldom we can do
We all love the dew
In a diversity of hue
But still biding its time as I saw them
The clouds
Dense, dark and delighted
Biding its time
For the sun to go out
Enabling the concentrated vapors to darken
For the thunderous collapse
In a purple plunge down
On the starving earth
Inside its curious caves and crescents
In tempest and tornadoes
Beautifully blooming blows
All windows open
The brimming dam broken
Buddha smiles
At the existential styles
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I Love You
I know not how to thank you enough, my darling
When I am walking over to you
I just wanted to hold water
But you gave me sea
I know not how to thank you enough, my darling
When I am walking over to you
I just wanted to pick a book
But you gave me whole books
I know not how to thank you enough, my darling
When I am walking over to you
I just wanted to find a simple feeling
But you gave me whole feeling
I Love You
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