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Come run way with me to brink of make believe
Where landscape undulates to rhythm of my dreams
Come run away with me to gypsy’s golden glen
To be immersed in depths of tantalizing streams
Run away with me
Come run away with me; dance to Aurora's tune
Hear melodies that play in rainbow colors bright
Come run away with me; watch love sick stars that fall
Hold on as we set fire to curtains of the night
Run away with me
Come run away with me; let's lie on sun drenched shore
Gaze through my raven strands at embers in the sky
Come run away with me; taste honeyed sunset kiss
Look to my paradise with wonder in your eye
Run away with me
Come run away with me; take outstretched hand and heart
Your travel guide, I know what places bring delight
Come run away with me; life swiftly passes by
Entrust your heart to me, and see where dreams alight
Run away with me
Jade Celeste :)
Swarmed by choral tunes of early birds,
Her hands mold curves into shape, touched by love
While fluid eyes hum as bands entwine.
Till weeks alight requesting for night’s quiet rest,
Yet mornings lift palms on the same shade
Pinning tiny beads embossed like rows of wreaths
Crocheted strips finally twirl in dainty pattern
The perfect mingling of straws looped in elegance;
Finally, the night before a most special ceremony
When aisles of the church prepare my young walk,
Grandma smiles tearily and hands me...
My first woven flower-girl basket.
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* I was told that Grandma lost her interest
in weaving when she cut her palms. After 5 years,
she began crafting when she found out I was the only
flower-girl to his son's wedding ( my uncle).
Contest: Kim Morrison's True Story
by nette onclaud
Love abounds in the still air
setting poets hearts on fire
Two souls filled with melody
Eros shot his arrow true
Piercing the organ of love
A sensual yearning starts
Within her heart an ember
Until touch sets it alight
These two poets united
They sing in sweet harmony
As their words of love pour forth
Blending together in rhyme
Together they face the World
rising to each new challenge
Within shared words they are bound
Two hearts now forever changed
A Shadowlam Production.
Brought to you by Shadow Hamilton
and Richard Lamoureux.
Dedicated to Mustapha, wishing you
much happiness in your new relationship.
COSMIC QUEEN
In the vast ballet of cosmic grace,
A lady stands, her tranquil space,
Clad in clouds, woven tight,
A deity crowned in celestial light.4
Ethereal robes drift in cosmic winds,
Swirling nebulae where time begins,
Galaxies string pearls 'round her form,
In this universe, her presence is norm.8
She gazes upon the astral sea,
Eyes reflecting the void's mystery,
Stars sprout forth at her gentle nod,
A painter divine, a living god.¹²
Her feet, unseen, dance on blackened skies,
Where silence speaks, and darkness piles,
A portrait framed in void's embrace,
Sovereign ruler of this empty space.¹6
A whisper 'mongst the heavens high,
A wish released, a quiet sigh,
In her sight, the comets arc,
Her canvas - infinite, stark.²°
No mortal bound by earthly tethers,
She's a vision of light, out of dark fitters.
In the cold vacuum where she resides,
Love and beauty she still provides.²4
She's a firmament that softly glows,
Generosity within her flows,
Every star alight with her mind,
In orbit sweet, their courses designed.²8
So there she stands, a cosmic queen,
In her realm of serene unseen,
Not bound by myth, nor time, nor emptiness
She's the lady in space, the gentle goddess.³²
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©?19th December, 2023.
CASCADE OF MOONBEAM
The crimson sun has gone down now
Night has fallen on the twilight glow
Shimmering stars sprout one by one
Cosmic dance on satin sky has begun.
From cascade of moonbeam you alight
I see you glitter in the shining starlight.
On silver strewn beach of the slate sea
You walk in dulcet steps in rhythmic glee
From afar waves bring sparkling pearls
Adorn your ivory feet with dancing curls.
From cascade of moonbeam you alight
I see you glitter in the shining starlight.
An angel you walk on dreamy garden trail
Mystique face radiant behind stardust veil
My heart beats in cadence of surreal ecstasy
As you come near and ardently embrace me.
From cascade of moonbeam you alight
I see you glitter in the shining starlight.
April 27, 2019
It's my life, but I always took the back seat
Cause I wanted peace & quiet as I enjoy the ride
While they all up in my business taking control
For they always saw a need to take me on
While I always got a hold of my own life
I took the back seat, watched them decide
Decide most things for my life
Cause I always knew where I wanted to be
Saving my energy for when they're done controlling
I'll run further cause I had my reserves
I'd already seen the future when I was young
And so I made them feel important
Cause that's maybe how they cope with their issues
Making them feel important taking centre stage
So that they feel I can't live without them
For I knew when I was old enough they'll tire
And let me take control,
But since I've always been in the back seat
They'd always worry that I'll be a wreck
Not knowing I was always the one driving, all they did was lead
While all this time I was learning
But letting them have the first watch,
Cause its okay being controlled when you young
So that when you old you run your own show
Calling all shots without anyone speaking over your shoulder
I listened more never talking back
Just like the man in the passenger seat
With the occasional nodd and a smile
To show I'm closely following on
Waiting for my stop so that I alight and go my way
The PO£T
Humphrey Haj
Here ends a life that never was
Lord, I thank you for your love
In the morn, my soul will ascend
A snow white turtle dove
When you sleep, your dreams alight
You’re free from guilt and fear
When you awake in the dead of night
My screams are all you hear
Then like an angel from high above
A black cloaked figure stood
“He heard your words of thanks for love
and has acted as he should”
The angelic priest then took her hand
And lifted her on high
It was then she heard the heavenly band
And knew her time was nigh
The Lord was there to greet her
“My child your faith held strong
may you serve for a while longer
and join the spiritual throng”
He sent her back down to a part of France
Where Our Lady once appeared
And taking up this one last chance
A blue clad person neared
“Hi I’m Lucy” the person said
Her voice so soft and true
She turned to smile, her graceful head
Noticing the crowd of blue
This was where her true heart lie
In the place of penance and love
Where in the morn she did release
Her snow white turtle dove.
Two beings feel like they are divine pairs..
Met each other...so very compatible in every way...
Feeling never expressed...
It was all said by the unheard music from universe...
Their union was more than merging into the absolute...
Such immense pleasure...adrenalin is not known about ..
It's all love potion...
Then ...sorry...the next one standing there on the other side ...
Seems to be God chosen one...
Ohh must be fate...
Suddenly poor loved one is discarded like a rotting banana peel...
Lies and coverage know no bound to possess the other...
Hunger for the flesh was never so raw...
Passion is alight...anything for that.
No dignity, no common sense, no values, no scrupules...
The former is the most wicked, most undesirable and can even be bartered with another man to be eliminated...
Just look into this poor soul eyes, disbelief dilates its eyes more than hurt...all the magic...gone
Suddenly the cherished ones as the just enemies...
To protect the newcomer, the apple of the eyes is called names...
Humiliation is as if not enough...
Stories are cooked for justifications...
Anything is fair to achieve this new bloom of love..
Is it love after all,
Where's that first love gone...soulmate looks just garbage now.
Weird change of heart if it changes like garment on the body.
wispy …
tendrils of light
faint, hushed feathers of trickling lucence
an impish muster of sprites
shimmering in a mosh pit swirl of
proscribed whispers, limpid
absconding the darkness, once bound
giggling to rest on the cool, flat sand
content to adorn whate'er surface it bespokes
(blessed be that which it may grace
though by happenstance alone)
coruscation, set alight
Indulgence for its own regard
drowning joyfully for
the sake of a thirst insatiable
and crimping the fine edges of patience
a breath of the firmament
sighs sent forth from the sky itself
brisk and aromatic
just keen enough to rouse …
lashes bat, soft
then quick ... and quick again
oh, the rich and sultry sin beneath
if but a gaze should settle upon you …
exist not, the coffers to equate such worth -
she is divine purity, sublime
and it is no mystery, the light hence
it was borne here for her singular revelation
that no eye EVER strain to behold her countenance
that no ear ever long for her voice
or no heart know her absence
she is the maelstrom of Heaven's shining gasp
and the custodian of dreams
winged and awakened …
amaranthine.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 23" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Angels" Poetry Contest, Broken Wings, Judge & Sponsor.
5th of November
Bonfire night
Why is it we remember
Guy fawkes set it alight
5th of November
Anti establishmentarian
Parliament a burning ember
Observance of many puritans
A plot was foiled
To blow up house of Lords
Guy fawkes plan spoiled
With dynamite and swords
Nowadays celebrated by a bonfire
The release of fireworks
Pay homage to the people's sire
I think it's berserk
Not a party pooper
Loud bangs scare this writer
Also animals can scatter
Guy fawkes was mad as a hatter
His attempt to overthrow was thwarted
Stood by dynamite he was caught
Sentenced to death and live in the tower
That's what happen if you go against power
Nothing really has changed
We're still locked up in chains
Speak out or scream and shout
You will be banned or taken out
No more posting on social media
You end up arrested for schizophrenia
The world nowadays hazy gone crazy
Smoke screens and lies make it hazy
Back to topic Guy fawkes
Never allowed to enter talks
He wasn't happy with the Lords
So got his rebels and drew thier swords