GOD’S CANVASSING NIGHT
What
A magnificent
Canvassing
God
Gave us
Last night:-
The full moon
And constellations
Glowed
Hypnotically:
The oceans
And
The seas
Reflected
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As you paint your songs with colours divine
And words you so assiduously mined
You leave me standing breathlessly behind
Your visceral emotion hypnotically opined.
Mesmerising destructive bewitching my soul
Wreckingly angelic your voice takes its toll
And leaves me in wonder at feelings you extoll
And tears into pieces the form that once was whole
Just wrap me in your exquisite tones tonight...
The nights near your endearing, deep cocoa skin,
Silently, splendiferous, in this, sensitive , Spring we revel in.
Samba music fingers, paint energetic dancers on the Spring walls,
Lost in the beckoning and hypnotically, loves’s, passionate night call.
You quiet my soul, with your tender, intoxicating, loving tenacity,
And create sweet hours, revelling in our world to poetic capacity!
3/29/2025 updated poem
The day was ending,
But a window was open
To a view of dying embers
Ablaze on the coastal horizon.
Like a canvas in motion,
It captured amazement,
Reaching out hypnotically
Through clouds awash in fire,
And across amber-mirrored beach sands
To the beholder, burning its image
Into the retinal lining of the soul;
Like a lamp onto pier’s end,
And an invitation to tomorrow.
I watch the harbor through the falling snow
the sky and sea form one vast, gray tableau
the sun is nothing but a weak, background glow
the scene draws me, as if hypnotically.
Five mile’s lighthouse warnings go unvoiced
its strobes not lashing out, so what’s its point
it stands majestically but disappoints
replaced electronically
A tiny lobster boat makes its landward way
towards the inlet from the wider channel bay
a powdery blizzard is underway
which melts into the mirror sea.
Ospreys still hunt round the lobsterman's pride
snowflakes stain them as they soar and glide
other seabirds huddle side by side
shivering and crowing lividly.
Through the narrows the lonely boat steams
past icy Luddington Rock and East Breakwater's breech
its berths and moorings, within minutes reach
and sadly, it’s time for me to leave.
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Songs for this:
Far Far Away (Charles Tone Mix) [feat. Brenda Boykin] by Tape Five
Hypnosis Theme (feat. Marina Quaisse) by Wax Tailor
Last night we composed
Our own serenade,
Then danced to the tune
Orchestrally played.
Touched chords in my heart
Reached notes never heard,
As we moved to our beat
Without singing a word.
Not a step out of time
Nor a note out of tune,
The melody resounding
Throughout every room.
Our own private aria
In harmonious streams,
Led a soulful sojourn
Into Elysian dreams.
Forevermore written
It cannot be unheard,
Seductively playing
Without singing a word.
Hypnotically peaceful
Serenading my mind,
Composed with pure love
As two souls intertwined.
(A MLOKU)*
What a magnificent canvassing God gave us in the sky tonight;
The full moon and all the constellations glowing hypnotically;
With the oceans and the seas below, reflecting this glorious sight:-
*A 3-line poem with each line
having 17 syllables and the 1st
and 3rd line ending in a rhyme;
focus may be on both nature &
human nature.
Why is the sky blue? Asked Jimmy
Fantastic question!
Why indeed?
Why did The Creator
Whether God or Science or a Scientific God
Choose blue
Instead of forest green, pale yellow, or maroon?
Is it because the day seems cheerier
The world brighter
The people friendlier
Due to the color overhead?
A Mount Everest of evidence shows
Humans are happier
Outside
Under the blue.
So, why do we equate blue with sadness?
Certainly, blueberries are one of the most congenial of the berries
And Superman always dazzles in blue.
However, I suppose not all blues are the same.
Midnight blue is complex in color and to contemplate.
Almost all have gazed hypnotically into its majestic fluidity.
Many onlookers discovered hidden inspiration and birth.
But, some couldn’t see past darkness and conclusion.
Blue, sky blue, and midnight blue
Among those shades lies many lessons
Including the fragility of stereotypes and prejudice.
What’s that Jimmy?
You only need an explanation to relay to science class?
Oh.
Sky color derives from air molecules and wavelengths of sunlight.
Is that the answer you’re seeking son?
This now! BEHOLD!
His Majesty flashed a sign.
Naked was the night without
Its moon and stars bright!
Hypnotically confused. Look
The LIGHT! Though then the GODS
we're dared to find the TIME Then
This! His Majesty Flashed a sign
To cloth each star with a BRIGHTNESS
That blinded the eye!!! Each star's
HALO was made of GOLD!
Then this now! His Majesty flashed
A sign! Again His WORD was LINES
OF NUMBERS WHICH RHYMED!
Now This Then! His Majesty flashed
A sign! Mercy me THIS BE DIVINE!!!
VBR Black Pantherrrr!
JET Blackest ANSWERERRR! Val
Long time since I have been to a nightclub
they don't let me out at night alone now.
I used to be sharp
had many friends in low places.
I miss the culture, the sweaty maneuvers
under hypnotically pulsing lights.
The aroma of nubile sex
and just maybe getting lucky.
Back then, you did not have to be
a minor local celebrity to get laid,
just have cash for a taxi ride
back to your crappy bedsit.
I could still be
a smirky smile under neon lights,
but the feet won't slide no more,
and the bouncers won't let you in
wearing bedroom slippers.
The cool evening airs
Sweeps across her moonlit hair
Gently laying, bare her extraordinary beauty.
By a pleasant breeze of fragrant air
That blows gently across her wavey hair.
Hypnotically twisting and flittering
Curling and swirling her flowing hair
with each gentle breeze
That I could not stop but to stare
Oh Blair, My Blair
how much more can I bare,
I sit here in profound despair.
Naturally wondering
if you genuinely care.
Electoral mortification
The ego of one man
chaotically divided a nation.
Hypnotically humiliated
and brought its people into dissolute hatred,
plucking each other limits.
Dehumanized the intelligence of great minds.
This team of trumpers!
imperious loud mouths,
puissant leaches stumping on others,
with ominous filthy words.
Despicable regard for biblical equal.
Do not unto others what you would not do unto yourself.
Leave the hate,
it’s like a malignant tumor,
it consumes time to no avail.
Color is just a shade,
Blood in man is indeed unique,
whether it was brown skin Jesus, dark skin Moses you or me.
as it retains a unified bond beyond us.
Someday,
I may need you and you may need me
for something grater than -
this evil influence crawling into our lives.
Your cry and my cry the same, seeking comfort.
©Al Juman -The "said" Poet, 11/25/2019
I sit alone upon the ocean shore
when darkness comes, I am in awe.
A million stars are shining bright
the full moons glow lights up the night.
Ripples are shimmering hypnotically
as moonbeams glisten on the sea.
Back and forth and back
Hypnotically swaying
~ Rainbows in its drops
Perpetually persistent, the sea will polish
its ragged rim - stone, no greater foe
than bone or shell, time makes all the same,
all to sand and then to dust.
My mind, intoxicated by horizon's edge,
a visual vixen, while the surf beguiles -
pulsing hypnotically.
A love, a passion that can never be owned,
always shared, and happily.
Space where predetermined fates become
infinitely miscible with all that has been -
all that will be. Here, where life
crept from water's womb,
I'm beckoned again and again
to revel on its shores.
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