Imagination - January 27, 2016
I sail over green forests,
Ride jet streams above the seas,
Gain speed like lightning,
Earth eagerly seeks to please.
Big Dipper’s nectar tastes delightful,
The North Star looks and lingers.
Comets whisper amazement,
As planets crook their fingers.
My soul soars past Orion,
Itinerating through ethereal space.
A far off galaxy beckons,
Can my body keep up the pace?
Hobnobbing with celestial members,
I dash through vast constellations.
Forget the wild blue yonder,
Geeks and Greeks add inspiration.
Wafted higher, faster, farther,
Climbing rungs of Jacob’s ladder.
Exhilarating my adrenaline,
Anticipation growing gladder.
Exploring worlds, light years apart.
Oh, what joys I fervently seek.
Soon wafted into heaven,
Angels brush against my cheek.
Symphonic melodies fill the air,
As I skate on streets of gold.
The very epitome of eternity,
Heaven’s harmony yet untold!
Categories:
itinerating, fantasy, heaven, paradise, stars,
Form: Quatrain
Itinerating in the coppices, as
the sunshine fell
the dark so thick and the squall
so fierce
only one star shinning from
where I stance
and beyond the dwelling of
loom, I saw a face
streams of beauty _ on a face
so pretty
and a mind of no grimy _
shelters a heart so tender
a voice _ like soft voice from
the night seraphs
making sleep keep its distance
like a piker
yet I don’t know her _ just her
quality
making your qualms to vanish
and the night long
putting smiles on faces with no
apathy
besides her lies joy, happiness
and love that makes life long.
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Categories:
itinerating, girl
Form: Free verse
As I sail above green forests
And ride jet streams on high seas,
I gain speed like lightning.
The earth loses its hold if you please.
Finding myself wafted into heavens
Angels touch my face.
My soul soars past the man in the moon
Itinerating through ethereal space.
I drink nectar from the Big Dipper,
Whirling planets crook their fingers.
Voices whisper encouragement
As the great Northern Star lingers.
The epitome of aspiration in eternity.
O, how sweet is heaven’s victory!
James E. Tate
Categories:
itinerating, religion,
Form: Sonnet