Inspirations come within our knowledge
Changing sky's colours
Non-musical dancing of the leaves
The pursuing sun's motive
The hearted kiss of the grass on my pants
Man's changing strange behaviour
The taming of the wild animals
And the imbedding strange interest in my heart
Our thoughts, cloud-rived musings
Transcend the mundane
With this, mountainy
Rise; inspiringly.
Higher, what for them are
Freer, world-detached
With these, winged aslant
Sent. More effective!
Swallows sunward. Till
Mind for peace is still.
A baby jumping at the river
Grandmom puddling the stones
The cat saw the incident
Get a bunch of dry branch to puddle the river
Basin floating
Cat puddling
The baby was safe
Grandmom was happy
Giving the cat a thumbs up
What a happy story to tell
Amen
There are so many things
from which my inspiration springs.
Heroes rare, who do what's right,
powered by goodness, not by fright
(MLK and Joan Baez) -
what they do, not just what they sez.
Friends, who, daily, monthly, weekly,
find ways to give uniquely.
Nature has a special place,
stirring me with matchless grace,
but, the first place in my heart
is for women and men of art.
Novels, film, painting - I'm engrossed,
but pretty songs do the utmost
to find the fountain that flows within -
my soul's expression to begin.
Art shows me who I am, you see,
and also, what I can be.
As blue cornflowers decorate each field giving hope in July.
Kings learn many new opportunities; probing questions;
real self-therapy; unblemished veracity with Xyris yearly zest.
Oh, weary heart, why do you mourn?
The passionate desires you sought have not materialized.
Love your neighbor and cherish God; in doing so,
You will find inspiration for a fresh start.
Remember, the storms will come and go,
Like waves upon the shore,
But within you is a power,
To rise and to restore.
With every fall, a lesson,
With every tear, a chance,
To rise again, unbroken,
And join life’s vibrant dance.
Each heartbeat is a reminder,
Of battles fought and won,
A testament to courage,
A journey just begun.
When shadows whisper doubts,
And the path seems out of sight,
Let hope be your guiding star,
A beacon in the night.
Embrace the scars of yesterday,
They tell your story true,
For every mark is a medal,
Of the strength that lives in you.
I seek. Like a mystical sailor,
I seek in the infinite corridors,
Of Rudolf Samoylovich, navy blue,
I seek in the peace of travels,
I search without digging the blue nights,
I seek with my hands, in disgrace,
I seek with the power of polar bears,
Without believing I see, without seeing what I see.
I seek. Like a mystical sailor,
Like Jack London, in full or empty cabins,
On the cold ice of the Rudolf Samoylovich,
What am I looking for? New inspirations.
PS, Rudolf Samoylovich, is an enormous ship in the harbor, i stop by, everyday
INSPIRATIONS
entice
the unwary
into
a wild ride
a headlong
gallop into
the surreal
wonder
& magic
of
an abstract
dream
in
the chaos
of
forgotten
ambiguity
invoking
the
unexpected
to
elicit
&
envisage
the
attraction
of
alternatives
favoured
by the imagination
to
encapsulate
the
essence
both
of
the
stunning
& incredible
so
thematically
rich
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Besides love and happiness
The world is full of sufferings
Political crisis, economic crisis, epidemics and poverty
Slanders, violations, crimes and trafficking
Politicking, hegemony, disputes and wars
A never ending story of sufferings
Hardly any solutions
But becomes great inspiration for
Story tellers
Art pieces
Poems writers
And
An old grandmother's story for the next generation
Of course an unerasable scandal
10/3/22
Garden Inspirations
A trowel in one hand,
Seeds in the other,
Digging the soil,
I'm a garden lover.
Doesn't matter if your garden's big or small,
Enjoying the nature,
It's good for us all!
Beautiful flowers of all colours,
Watch them grow,
Red roses and yellow crocus.
Lovely smell of fresh cut grass,
Wonderful sight of the birds flying free,
Sun shining brightly,
Through the tall leafy trees.
Breath in the fresh air,
See the beauty around,
Of the plants and wildlife show that we care.
They are found in
The rising of the sun;
When dewdrops glisten
In the morning rays
When moon beams
Drift across the sky
And rainbows
Turn to gold.
When cascading winds
Breeze through the trees
And waterfalls
Crash into the sea.
A child at play
On a sandy beach.
A pretty girl
Pinning flowers in her hair.
They are what
Designs the poet;
Written words
From his inner soul.
They are what
Brings life to scenes
And butterflies
Bouncing on a breeze.
They are what motivates
Your heart and soul.
A breath of fresh air
When clouds are gray
And life seems far away.
Wake up I say, wake up!
Grab that piece of sky.
As dewdrops glisten
In the morning rays. Lon 9/8/2021
Hope is so alive, like a whisper inside
Touching the spirit with music and feeling
Erasing fears with promises that abide
Faith is the answer for a hard heart’s healing
Breathing beauty into the soul’s expose’
Leaving only light to guide one to kneeling
Love is dipped in hues of violet shadows
Caressing hearts with marvelous devotion
Enlightening a path through beautiful prose
Peace is the silence breathing in slow motion
Murmuring desires that echo through verses
Penetrating rhymes and rhythms with emotion
Joy reaches out with belief it disburses
Shattering pain with insight it coerces
inspirations
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September 2, 2020
Joy smiles warmly and dances with delight
Casting out shadows that come after midnight
Creating intimate feelings that awaken normally
With delight, joy dances and smiles warmly
Inspiration colors my life with hues of amber
It is with great hope that I continue to clamber
Knowing that, with time, I will leave all strife
With hues of amber, inspiration colors my life
Whispers of love touch my spirit with sensitivity
Assuring me that I have all I could hope in positivity
Reminding me that I have no need in life to fear it
With sensitivity, whispers of love touch my spirit
Faith, hope and love are united to lead my heart
Giving me wisdom enough to ensure a good part
Reaching up to the One who sees down from above
United to lead my heart are faith, hope and love
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Written and Posted on June 5, 2020
good
attacks
evil men
with faith and love
just
~
hugs
embrace
hearts and souls
with tenderness
snugs
~
warm
tender
affection
caresses heart
deep
~
hope
senses
insightful
sighs and signs live
light
~
peace
plays truth
with softness
sure harmony
calm
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