My heart sinks dire,
Blood clots forming a nest,
It almost seems impermeable,
Yet I’ve long been put to rest.
What’s seen as trivial-
My soul and heart whimper,
For a call, hope, anything to linger.
They seek out my amiability,
Along with sheets of tears and gold,
It almost seems unpredictable,
How one can make me out as so loved.
Please… listen closely-
I call out to you last once more…
Contraband carrier.
Impermeable barrier.
Moon risen.
My sacred prison.
Watching stars.
Through bars.
CERAMISTA cliff leach
impermeable
& opaque
functional
translucent
vitrified
faience
undervalued
engobe
terra
signposts
burnished
& defined
The way to the moon is through space but the only way to you is through the heart, which is why I have come all the way to find my way to your heart breaking all the impermeable membranes that might seem to barricade my way.
With a new dawn comes upon a chance to see your eyes sparkle, your skin glow and the smell of your scent just wafting on my nostrils.
My heart is a souvenir of love and a jackpot of surprises. The legends introduced and left the legacy, but I want to replenish and ignite every bit of the legacy. As for me and my heart, HAPPY VALENTINE’S.
I was her guardian.
My job was to make sure she was cherished.
But this house that we live in is not impermeable.
It is not just the sounds of the birds and passing cars that gets inside…
There is a process I cannot protect you from.
As I mutter my last words to you-
Someone new shall acquire your spirit.
And you will be taken to somewhere beyond your old home.
I am still her guardian.
My job is now to pass her by occasionally.
As she finds new ways to captivate me.
As I philosophize in this ferocious rain
In search of a gentle note on this quatrain
Inside I see a strong, impermeable porcelain
And you trying to break it, not in vain
So many people did agree with the enemy for my demise
Yet, the Lord, did and does continually stand by my side
Faithful and unfailing is always His word and will
Ever the winning warrior riding upon the clouds in His Lovely love
Fast to defend His sheep with a strong rod and impermeable shield
“The name of Jesus” is a very strong Tower indeed
By, His omnipotent power we can fully realize all our dreams
Only keep praying unto the Father in the name of “Jesus” please
A Faithful high priest is our Lord of all, in this world and its natural
earth scene
Have you ever checked your face in the mirror?
Whom you used to play soccer together
Excitement from the huge and vibrant kites in the sky!
A mother used to feed you with same fondness of affection,
How could you target the nozzle of the gun?
Who set an impermeable layer in your eyes?
There are roaring armed convoys patrolling on the streets with nose upward
Bombs are shower like torrential downpour from the sky
There is even no tiny space to hide
The lungs fill with smoke and dust of the debris
Mother's silent body is under the wreckage of the walls and roofs.
The hands of the babies emerge beneath her chest with a desperate desire to live.
The torn body flies like a burned piece of paper.
Come back and see— no one is the enemy!
The blood is warm, the exact same color like you.
Have you ever checked your face in the mirror?
A merciless butcher, without any sympathy takes the life away,
Are you one of them?
Are you really one of them?
He is rather good with people
young beautiful women to be precise.
He has a warm genial exterior
with a core resembling ice.
A modern day Prince Charming,
searching for the owner of the glass shoe
But what’s a hero without an enemy?
So why not play the villain too?
The ever-so talented Mr. Loner,
with more talents than you could dream.
But in this manifold crop of talents,
one skill sat atop the cream.
Profoundly brilliant as an actor,
lust and longing as his muses.
He can transform almost at will
into whichever character he chooses.
His charm can shift so smoothly,
with such an undisputed flair.
He can play the starry-eyed romantic
and in his mind he’ll never care.
But who is the man behind the artist?
Who is the impermeable heart’s owner?
It seems no one really knows the man
not even the talented Mr. Loner
All may be dry bones
Lives wasted by proxy through phones
Beauty in reality unknown to zombies and drones
More hearts and minds impermeable like stones
Wilfully enlisted in the swarming army of clones
Be free to soar not coalesce in pre-set zones
Rebel and repel those sitting high on idle thrones
A negative paradigm shift humanity condones
Under the weight of pain and suffering mankind groans
To realise it's the absence of love world bemoans
Open ears and soul to truth of compassion not false tones
Seek the fellow in the mellow for love he freely loans
Lest all remain nought but dry bones
Anger and I
We've seen the world together
Pulled each other out of predicaments
Big and bigger
And those trivial, solipsistic yet consuming
We've justified painful moments and inexplicable mistakes
Wrought with caked-on sobriety and confession
We've denied the passage of trusting souls
Through impermeable wastelands begging for harvest
We've crawled up and down slippery slopes
Whether we retained knowledge or not
Whether we knew the difference between the given nadir or zenith
And yet reveled at each arrival, crash-landing and all
We write and sing and bleat for each other
As the expressions of our inner beliefs ride the third rail
The resonant harmonies of destiny and desperation
Sketched by love gone right and wrong
Carved by Herculian notions that no one else can seem to bear or grasp
Leaving my friend and I
To arm-wrestle and embrace each other deep into eternity.
(12/25/11)
Impermeable waters thrill the air
To invigorate tiptoes everywhere,
Dizzy where moist grasses and blooms unfurl
As herons pirouette through a curved swirl,
Where mist, in full hydration, reels a while
Its tangy perfume …the senses beguile!
As crystallization forms like soft ice
From mild gushes, flowing tendrils baptize
The requisite weave of crests, its tidal intent
Where islet’s limbs end a water dance’s fest
Oh, precipitation of gust crowns the moon
Tugging lovers and dreams in a ballad’s tune.
...................
4/16/2016
Elements Part 3: Water Contest of Brian Davey
~Hydration, Requisite, Precipitation,
Impermeable, Invigorate, Crystallization~
Wash away corruption, precipitation cleanses our deeds,
Artesian aquifers washing, and nurturing planted seeds,
Torrential downfalls, baptize impermeable desert sands,
Eternal crystallization, fractals break the father’s lands,
Requisite of life, hydration for the soul, we sup on heaven’s bounty,
Sands and sins abated, lie awash profoundly, we drink of them no more.
Fresh water the requisite for frogs
Hydration for their eggs
They sing as precipitation falls
And swim with those legs
High pitched croaks invigorate
Their desire, leave some awake
Crystallization of chlorine
Only helps the cycle break
Pool water impermeable
When those slimy eggs float
Precipitation pleasantries
Washed away by that note
Brian Davey
Elements Part 3: Water
Written: Thursday, April 14, 2014
Sizzling day of summer heat,
Requisite hydration I really need,
No rain, no precipitation today,
Brilliant azure, no clouds this day,
I stood alone, poised, impermeable,
Damp crystallisation so feasible,
From this diving board I spring,
Invigorate me, I commence to sing,
But!! I forgot I'm way too old,
Man, this water's really cold!!!!!!
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