Keepers Poems

Finder's Keepers

Where my heart lives there you are
Which means that you're not very far 
Safe and sound inside my chest 
You dwell within, you're not a guest
Sometimes my heart beats twice as fast
I think because back in the past
We met before we both were born 
And at that time our love was sworn
I gave a piece of me to you
You promised you would say, I do
You gave a piece of you to me
I also promised willingly

Born separately we did our thing
I learned guitar, you learned to sing 
And on we went until one day
Our two paths crossed along the way
We started playing on a team
And then I had a vivid dream
I said I loved you then and there
From somewhere music filled the air
And when I woke my outlook changed
My heart completely rearranged 
I couldn't get you off my mind
That piece I gave right then did find

How Many More Peace Keepers

Time marches on but the story doesn't change.
Innocent lives being taken by a person whose deranged..
Last weekend in Pa. it was our state police, one is still
critical, and the other is now  deceased..
The unstable shooter is also now gone.
Will this ever stop? What keeps going so wrong?
This tragic story truly rings home for me.
I had a person with mental health struggles in my family.
Psychiatrists rely on the pharmaceutical industry and
prescribe new medications that alter patients' brain chemistry.
Family members are often leery to commit, because our mental
hospitals discharge the patient still unfit, and they are left to
deal with the brunt of it.
At home, these families struggle to keep things in control.
Many times that stress alone will take a major toll.
How many more peacekeepers?
How many more innocent lives is our society willing to sacrifice?

Keepers of Secrets

"keepers of secrets"

such infinite endless wonder is seen
witnessing beauty beyond compare
gracing the blissful sense of feel
harboring forevermore within any soul

as tides roll in and out all is clear
a peaceful mind is there standing tall
bless the one who sits on golden sands
for he is free from captivity of darkness

music whispers as dolphins happily play
eagles guard the splashes of rolling tides
mesmerizing and bewitching to the highest high
be it dusk or dawn along glorious blues or grays

until one enters this world like no other
a moment to last a lifetime remains unknown
as others before us toss a message in the bottle
free one will be for keepers of secrets are seas

SkyWatcher
04-17-23

Keepers of Wishing Stars

Tonight I sit and wander
through stars~ my perennial
freshening sparkling...of old familiar
constellations – 
                   attention drawn
to some dim and distant
                  wondering of the many wishes
perhaps misplaced
of mine and countless worlds 
of yet searching others....

Tonight I sit and wonder
with a heartfelt sigh, how
many disappointed have
stopped faithful wishing,

stopped their joyful singing – 

how many fewer guitars with warmth 
of feeling no-longer soulfully strumming

for a heart needs romantic reason
if to keep going its tender humming...

so, myself, a poet~ Romance's ink-full benefactor
tonight write for gleaming heavens, a darling new
twinkle-r – penning words dipped in glitter
for a yearning lonely sitter, as if my lyrical 
clusters were enticing jewels for every dreamer's misplaced
coupling diadem....

Surely, some high-flying angel, or goddess will 
take fond notice, for bards long the pet and fancy
of the Keepers of Wishing Stars –

Spirit Keepers Heal

 
The sacred hoop is my life wheel,
circular with no beginning and no end;
this infinite circle I must reveal.

The teachings within help me heal,
where east, south, west and north transcend;
the sacred hoop is my life wheel.

The great power in the four I find surreal,  
life I will not fake, waste or pretend;
this infinite circle I must reveal.

To the spirit keepers of the four I appeal,
as all life aspects, seasons, elements, spiritual blend;
the sacred hoop is my life wheel.

I ask the sun, air, water, earth to not conceal,
oh, I wish all the spirit keepers to be my friend;
this infinite circle I must reveal.

To father sky and mother earth I kneel,
and pray for the power of four to mend;
the sacred hoop is my life wheel,
this infinite circle I must reveal.

____________________
August 09, 2022


Poetry/Villanelle/Spirit Keepers Heal
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1478-755-09
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France


Written for the Premiere contest, First Person Villanelle
sponsor, L MILTON HANKINS, Judged 09/02/2022

Third Place

Keepers of the Flowers

The keepers of the flowers’ secrets arrive in their season
Monarch, viceroy, red-spotted purples, given a good reason.
They bring fantasy and delight to the lilacs and bleeding heart.
Keeping their confidence is what they do so wise and smart.

Faeries and bumblebees try to get in on the confidence action.
But they end up not learning anything to the tulip’s satisfaction.
You see, the zebra swallowtails and orange sulphurs too.
Know how to keep secrets from the likes of them, me and you.

We hide in the meadow, and try to not look interested at all.
In swoops the great spangled fritillary, landing on lilac so tall.
We lean our ears toward the garden, acting nonchalant and lazy.
Fooling not one monarch or zinnia, delighting the lilies and daisy.

The Keepers of Stars

A name, by itself, is nothing...

Some of us appearing to love hate... 

Some seeming to find beauty in Gore... 

while others, more astute, understand
that behavior is its own proper
definition – 

                  though stories are
the mothers of words...they die
on their pages, if only read and not
taken to heart.... 
                        
Let us start this flight together – 
with our sounds and images, soaring far above the 
texts of common sky, seeking rhymes and cadences
nearer those brighter lights of poetry, finding such muses 
cohabiting with the keepers of stars....

A Place To Relive

A Place To Relive

Spaces are berated
People are finders and keepers
Interestingly there is always a place to relive
Whether in your heart or the memories
Just make them count
For you are the maker of what makes you feel free
A place to relive is where we all find solace
And I find it in the times of everyday inspiration

By Asangalisah A. Isaiah

Keepers of Secrets

The mountain whispers 
secrets to the stream
who gift it to the birds
who sing it to the clouds
who divide into raindrops
onto the lips of flowers
curling gently around eternity
noble keepers of silky secrets
'til they wither and release them
back to the soul of the mountain
on the misty soul of dreams.

Fate Smilling My Way, Finders Keepers

Roy moves in grace of seasons
All the good ones gracing him
She approaches offers salaams
Did I Rui say i missed her sooo

That Smile that hidden that look
With muses were at me smiling 
What better way and day to pen
Than with her on mine side now

Of stars twinkling in the lawns
Ode delights spring in gardens
Of hope and artistic ingenuity

Am blessed of the light I behold
I so so yearn its a yes and it fit
Yes it'sa real fit on tha fine finger

If you find a keeper then do this
Put a ring on it with fate smiling
Finders keepers I found a kipper 


Code254
2021 Year Of Love
Return Of The MazRui'

Peace Keepers

clad in black berets and boots
all camouflaged with heavy guns
their armoured jeeps in Indian file
like obedient dogs they march along

faces pale from the burning sun
peasants tender, weak and poor
gaze helpless at the peacekeepers:
what begets this act of war?

give them a chance to make their bread
lend them a voice to sing their song
show them love, let them dream
that’s how peacekeeping is done!

Kindness Keepers

.....Open and soft like the spring.
      Like baby birds asleep in a nest.
      Innocent, not thinking they are the best nor smartest.
      Not attacking anything.

......Eyes full of wonder at the night sky.
      Huddling in a a serene nest.
      Next to mother bird's breast.
      Dreams of the day they can fly.

......No jealousy or rancor in their hearts.
      No false chirps leave their mouths.
      No arrogant bird shouts.
      Only simple murmurs of kindness you can hear.

         *Such divine humility, my oh my*

                       12/18/2020

Keepers of Day and Night

From the sublime blue
He, having done his work
Tired and sweating
Sank into the west sea
To have a lave
At the gong of six.

It began to darken
Without the presence of him.
And people and animals
Hurried to their homes.

With darkness filled 
And mist hung
It was stilly
With no motion.

Then after a movement in the clouds
It began to lighten
As there came the keeper;
Keeper of night.
She was round then,
And she shone bright
Which made the owls 
Hoot with delight.

And I, from my window-sill
Kept still in wonder.

But Life

But Life:
Is about security, feelings, children, reputation, finances, 
the kind of familiar that keeps us more than being in love
Keeping my feet under the table, the family table
Leaving causes too much unraveling
Leaving comes with a side order of wounding, crying and confusion
Massive alarm bells are ringing in my head
The other side is too expensive, too much loss

So I will return:
Because the aftershocks could last for years or eternity
Because eight children need to see me stay and be for them
Because a world of international persons is watching and hoping
Because new routines are hard
Because creature comforts
Because

Keepers

Keepers
They say the mind that is consumed with fragility breeds insanity,
Do we not breed what we most seek?
Alas, we forget, the mind; an interchanging phenomenon,
Shrouded in darkness, we seek the light.
A blessing or a curse, we are the masters; the keepers.
(Ashyy)

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