Let me lie down for a while
To watch the clouds formless wags
Their silver linings in the sky
Can’t be corroded by the rains
Intangible, ephemeral
That silver shines too bright
To last for longer, on the roll
Of the wild winds I might
Feel for a minute, maybe two
Or three, if I continue
To watch the sky in search of you
Although I live within you.
The clouds have silver linings
They do indeed, I saw it
A gust of wind shut the bedroom door
Nor me neither the cat
Moved up – the wind was blowing
A little rain passed by
The elm, the linden and the oak
Stretched their branches to me
As if to say be quiet
We are here, rely on us
I couldn’t think a word.
Silver Linings
Silver linings
Trust the timing
Manifesting
Glowing
Shinning
Step into your own light
On the runway of your life
Time to take off
Enjoy the flight
No more hiding.
Self expression
Poetry vibing.
Let life’s journey begin
No time to pretend
Reveal to us what’s real.
So we can heal
Spoken word poetry
Words make you feel
Why settle on society’s appetizers
When you were meant to enjoy
a 4 course meal?
In the Realm of Silver Linings
I am poor;
each dark cloud ignores
the bright light
that breaks a long dark night
of sorrow
for the time
of childish imaginings
and the world that waits
beyond the shadows.
In The Realm of Silver Linings,
you never will find rust,
and never will you ever
see things turn to dust.
Bees may sting, but in this realm,
a bee’s sting does not hurt.
The sweetest honey flows instead.
Baklava will be dessert.
In the Realm of Silver Linings,
should you break a bone,
by nightfall you are healed.
No one has been heard to groan.
Illness rarely finds you there.
Even if it should -
recovery comes as easily
as simply knocking wood.
In the Realm of Silver Linings
lemons don’t need to be sour,
and needful rainfall only comes
lightly like a shower.
You may think such a place
as this cannot exist,
but those with faithful hearts
by good luck there are kissed.
In the Realm of Silver Linings
live those who learned to cope
with trials previously given
but who all the while kept their hope!
oh how a newborn’s first tear helps dilute ~ mortality’s bitter truth
death dissolves in such sweet moments ~ if soluble never absolute
A queen sits
On her throne of platitudes and proverbs
In the Realm of Silver Linings
Which she rules,
Alone.
Hiding in her throne room
Her silver silk lined cocoon,
She clutches compliments like jewels
Idioms like ivory
And Pearls of Wisdom like, well, pearls.
Kitchen quotations built her castle
She formulated a wall with words of wrought iron
To keep out bad thoughts and bad people.
Her kingdom is a lonely silent one
If you have nothing good to say, don't speak at all.
Her voice, the sole sound
Echoes through empty castle walls
Her fingers in her ears
Hearing only what she wants to hear.
She sings her solo psalm of positivity
Preaching to the few left still to hear
Those who disagreed all disappeared
Tossed from the Realm of Silver Linings
Ejected to the world of the real.
God,
I feel the water gather
And I pray not to fail
Every cloud needs
a Silver Lining – though, my
preference leans more toward
gold: as sunlight, clinging to
the inside of a wave, opening
my eyes to deeper transparency
Eyes – what do they really
show us? God thought them
necessary enough – though
I have conjured better visions
when they have failed me –
closing my mind to tragedies
and their lingering ghosts
greater love needing no particular
face nor form –
*Silver Linings Highways*
I have seen so many, I feel like leaping.
In the most opaque moments of my soul,
A mysterious gem keeps shining!
Always a rose land garden just ahead.
Even though humanity thinks
hope is all but dead?
The cotton candy skies are a sunset red.
That warms my soul, I just keep going.
And that mysterious gem in my soul?
Why, it is forever glowing!
5/7/2021
~1~
Through disaster she stops her pining
There may just be a silver lining
Her lifeblood no longer quickly drains
From her old and deep and weary veins
No longer does it hurt to breathe
No smoggy air to make her wheeze
Regaining sight and through the tears
She hadn’t seen the stars for years
Skin once wrinkled begins to heal
And younger she begins to feel
For a while, she thinks, it will be easier
As Mother Nature sits and takes a breather…
Look for the silver lining in everything you see,
Not all things are as they seem to be.
Abuse lurks behind poverty, frowns, money, and smiles.
Nobody knows the hurt of another’s trials.
When you think your whole world has fallen apart,
You are not alone with your broken heart.
There is the silver lining, look out and see your future
If abuse teaches anything, it is about human nature
No longer, be defined by hateful words of any woman or man
Let abuse teach you strength, and that you won’t be over 'ran.'
An abuser wants you to believe; you are nothing but a broken mess
Instead, decide about your very own happiness
It won’t be easy, but enough courage you will find
To take a stand for your future, and leave the abuser behind
If someone is assaulting your self-esteem
If they think they are funny when they are mean
Not another five minutes should you stay!
It just doesn’t have to be that way
Do not allow cruelty at your own expense,
A silver lining of loving yourself is your greatest defense.
There were times
when she only believed in rainbows
All the different colors held so much promise
In one instant all that changed
She was confronted by the cold reality
That not everything consist of rainbows and silver linings
In real terms life has its best and its worst moments
She just had to decide on which ones she was going to focus on more
©wilmaneels
©251120181400
Bellows of Ecstasy
makest them envoy
wondering why those who hear words are in opposition
than, and there beyond
the frays: edges of people who
wish to hem the lining
that there coat's are torn
seen only by the wearers eye's
fabrics of those who wish to
love like I love
I have walked through fire
Lived in darkness
Felt a lifetime of pain
Yet I still breathe
Hope, it carries me
Love, it releases me
Time, it heals me
Life, it gives new breath in me
I've taken the breath of colds brisk air
Felt the heat of hells death stare
Yet still I breathe
To the tune of my souls immortality
You can't beat me
You can't hurt me
You can't disarm the desires that move me
You can't destroy me
You can't consume me
Nor persecute away the fires of love that motivate me
I am me
Yet still
In all the darkness of the vast array of valleys I've seen
In light
In love
My soul will always breathe
Even better than that though
Is the beauty I choose to see
Truly the silver lining
Of the world in pain
Standing right before me
10-5-2017
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