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Premium Member My Walden Pond

The night was cool, not cold. 
The slab was icy, not frightening.
I lay down on top of it, and pulled a quilt over.
The wind was breezy, welcoming.

A graveyard might not be your meditation place
But as for me, I face das nichts my own way.
This has been a heart opener for me.
It is not long before my spirit guides arrive.

They give me the answers to my questions
Not in a shouting way, but in a loving way
Flowing into me as naturally as drinking eggnog
I rest easy, knowing they are here to nurture me

In the morning I get in my car and go home
Where the family is secluded 
Each sitting with their I-phone or I-pad
No one listening to each other,

None hearing their heart.
No one noticing I walked in from outside 
Not knowing I was gone, unaware I am Thoreau
And the cemetery is my Walden’s Pond

I have explained, but no one hears.
They are busy googling, playing word games,
Distracting themselves from real people
Overwhelmed with clutter that keeps their spirit guides in hiding.


Plead the Fifth

3/6/15

Where an everlasting breeze exists
Across the trees and cliffs
It was just me and a ship
Lost at sea adrift
I didn't really need a wish
Because I believed in gifts
As I continued to feed the fish
While remembering to plead the fifth
I wondered if I was really gone, would I ever be missed

No matter how choppy
The waters got I would not let it stop me
Even though the shores were always rocky
And it would be rather difficult to get out scot free
It was no time to be sloppy
So after several cups of coffee
I no longer felt like a zombie
And left when it was foggy
Even though to some it would've been kamikaze
I made it and took a moment to celebrate at a palm tree
Then when I was home, I copied
The answers to life on a floppy
While others were bragging and boasting about a bugatti
I hit them with the force of a tsunami
Form: Rhyme

Plagued By Memories

Memories and images deep in my soul,
They dwell there silently, fond imagines that never grow old.
A little girl holding on to her father's hand,
How she longs to see his face and to be his little girl once again.
A young man who stood before our country and the world,
And promised the glow of that candle would light our way.
But sadly his dreams and our path was taken from us
That November day.
For a time the country staggered on,
The little girl grew up as sadly she watched her father
Pass on.
She found a young man who like her seemed seek the answers 
To all the whys and where’s and the to follow.
Together they found happiness until the day he  said he had to go
It was about that time a  voice from the past seemed to wander  in again
That warm smile and the clear memory of another young man 
He brought back those  hopes, dreams and memories 
Only in the early morning hours once again  they would be forced to leave like Another bad dream
Will these  memories always be 
Gentle on my mind or just the image  of ghost riders  in the sky
And when it’s time and I find myself knocking on heavens door
Will they  all be there to greet me 
And  together we will be once again
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Share

When life seems overwhelming and your thoughts begin to stir…
When the future you once saw becomes a distant blur.
When you have a thousand questions and all you ask is “Why?”
When the answers to those questions make you want to cry.
When your heart feels heavy and the weight’s too much to bear,
Find the strength in your feelings, come to me, and share 
The overwhelming times in life that makes your thoughts stir, 
And I’ll help you reach your destination somewhere in the blur.
I’ll try to help you find the answers and hold you when you cry.
I’ll help you discover the reasons to all those questions “why?”
I’ll try to carry the extra weight that seems too much to bear,
And I’ll show how much I love you in the feelings that we share.
© TL Stevens  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Pepperman and the Philosophy of Adventure

I OPENED A DOOR AND SAW A SPIRITUAL BEING.
I WASN'T QUITE SURE OF WHAT I WAS SEEING.
IT WASN'T DARKNESS, IT WASN'T LIGHT.
IT WASN'T MOVING, JUST SORT OF IN FLIGHT.
IT SAID ONLY ENTER, IF YOU SEEK THE TRUTH.
MY CURIOSITY, WAS A SIGN OF MY YOUTH.
I SEEK THE TRUTH OF MY ADVENTURE.
DO I HAVE YOUR PERMISSION, MY FRIEND TO ENTER.
IT SAID ENTER AND WELCOME, YOUR A FRIEND OF MINE.
WE MET BEFORE AT THE BEGINNING OF TIME.
I ASKED, IS TIME A DISTANCE OR A MEASURE OF SPACE?
IT STATED TIME IS LIFE WHEREVER THE PLACE.
AS A SEEKER OF TRUTH, YOU SHALL HAVE TIME..
TO FIND THE ANSWERS TO THE QUESTIONS IN MIND.
PHILOSOPHY OF ADVENTURE WAS NEVER A DREAM.
AND NOW IT IS, OR SO IT SEEMS.
SO QUESTION ADVENTURE, AND CRITICALLY DISCUSS.
RATIONAL ARGUMENT WILL BE A MUST.
YOUR CURIOSITY IS LIKE A RAGING FIRE.
CONSUMING KNOWLEDGE BECAUSE OF DESIRE.
THE ADVENTURE YOU SEEK IS ESOTERIC. 
BY COMPARISON FRIEND, THIS IS BARBARIC.
I WISH YOUR JOURNEY BE EUPHORIC.
UPON COMPLETION IT SHOULD BE HISTORIC.
I EXPRESSED MY GRATITUDE, AND BEGAN TO MOVE ON.
KNOWING NO ADVENTURE, IN LIFE CAN BE WRONG.


Premium Member Humanity's Curse

1.
Yesterday night,
To the shrilling winds of history I listened to,
Telling me tales from centuries past, 
Horrifying stories of hate, suffering, and 
Distraction 
Of killings unending 
Of tortures untold 
Of pain unimaginable
Of rivers of blood 
Of seas of tears, 
All works, of appalling 
War! 


2.
I asked myself isn’t it about time, humanity
Overthrew the reign of this wrathful tyrant, 
This soulless dynast of human consciousness,
This relentless torturer of loving hearts,
This destroyer of dreams and aspirations of so 
Many generations of the innocent?

3. 
Hasn’t the hour come yet to put an end to the 
dreadfulness of war? 
How many more centuries have to pass for us to 
Stand up and fight this monstrous slayer?
How many more countries have to be destroyed?
How many genocides have to take place before
We ready would be to:
Bar hatred
Ease suffering
Stop the distractions
End the killings
Eliminate the tortures
Alleviate the pain
Dry the rivers of blood and 
Evaporate the seas of tears?

4.
Aren’t we ready yet to SAY,    
Enough to agony,
Enough to fear,
Enough to death?

But

Yes, to care,
Yes, to compassion, 
Yes, to universal brotherhood?

5.
What are we waiting for to
Erect the structures of understanding? 

What will it take to make us pave the highways of 
Friendship? 

What more do we need to build the bridges of 
Love and compassion?

6.
Let us, therefore, create, NOW,
These structures, 
These highways and 
The bridges that will permit us to: 
Eliminate our differences, 
Resolve our disputes,
Find solutions to our problems,
Give answers to questions that have 
Haunted humanity since its birth,

Thus, at last,

We will glorify God and Man alike 
By 
Establishing the kingdom of blessed
Peace on earth,
From this moment onward and into 
Eternity!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
   04 SEPTEMBER 2014

A Part of Me

i'm more up
than ever down
far more a smile
than a frown
if there's a jump
i'll take the leap
with all of this
...a part of me

if there is laughter 
to be heard
i'll dig and dig
till it's unearthed
less with answers
than questioning
foot loose and free
...a part of me

i'm more lost
than could be found
sometimes in
most times out
shallow at both ends
not too deep
quite swimmingly
...a part of me 

crooked lines 
straightaways
my road you'll find
times misbehaved
finders keepers
losers weep
all this time 
...a part of me

with less goodbyes 
and more hellos
the more of me
you get to know
the more you see
in word and deed
the more you'll want to keep
...a part of me
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Soliloquy

Words spur meaning as time reveals,
Heart owns feelings where space appeals.


Hurl then pure voice that owns the fling,
Live well each choice as Seasons spring.


Zest works magic in simple fest,
From grounds static blooms fun and jest.


Self-talk is good if you but see,
Poise fills each mood with certainty.


Stick to fond cheer that knows fine glow,
Live without fear so love may grow.


Seek peace of mind in simple grace,
Live good and kind as joy fills space.


Be without guile to live most light,
Think thoughts worthwhile that yield true sight.


Within your soul all answers wait,
Seek that sure whole beyond mere fate.


Time and space change in fragile days,
Things then turn strange in vivid play.


Be unafraid of pain and stress,
Yield not to dread in mad address.


All in good time your tale you own,
Bear with all chimes known and unknown.




Leon Enriquez
03 January 2015
Singapore
Form: Couplet

Reborn

(6/11/12)

I have been reborn for my life had been
Broken , shattered, and torn.
No future could I see
Till the day you came into me.

You opened my eyes to everything around
Including the people “ I had put down”.
You opened my heart to other peoples feelings
And left my mind completely reeling.

How could I have been so cold , so ruthless
To others needs, and on their sorrows I did feed.
I thought by climbing the ladder of success
I had to put down all the rest.

Then in a dream I saw myself being lowered
Down into the ground , and not one friend
Or family member to be found.
There was not one tear shed for me
Because of the way I used to be.

I woke up in a cold sweat, my hands 
were trembling ,My eyes were wet.
I had cried in that dream
For my life I had seen.

I fell to my knees and started to cry
When I felt you by my side.
I asked you : “if when I ask a question
And it was your will
If in my body I’d feel a chill.”

You gave me the answers to change my life around
And in you - a new life I had found.
© Louis Rams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Light of Friendship - 2

With a heart full of hope
My smile spreads the whispers
Of thoughts so brilliant
Inspirations and visions clinging
To the music of a kindness
Brought to life by my insight
Comprehension of a experience
A moment in time, a sigh
Silence brought alive on the night
Within the spirit who denies
Brokenness or sorrow, pain
That shadows their heart, imagines
These gestures of faith portray
A second chance, a new day
The way toward joy and renewal
Hope…

With a heart full of light
Caressing the stardust dreams
Igniting the faith and peace
Bursting through the worries
The needs – fears and laments
Mourning that will only believe
Ballads howling grief, darkness
Poured out on the feelings
Who need only be graced by the 
Reflections of promises, revelations
Throwing praise hovering on the skies
Emptying the mind of its ties
To anguish, aching disgrace
Suffering that fades to a dance
With fate

With a heart full of gentle faith
There comes the vibrant dream
Of life beyond grief and pain
Life that is lived in the presence
Of a Savior who makes every hurt
Seem like it will be extinguished
By His amazing love, His compassion
The feeling of absolute escape
From every darkness, each dreadful
Trouble or concern, every angst
Through His love there comes a calm
A quiet light that falls soft against 
The moment, the day, the time
When hearts seem to be fighting
For a opportunity to reach out with hope
Find the warmth that covers the heart
With a pure, sweet love beyond dreams
A love so amazing it bleeds light into
The one who needs to know this is
God’s gift, come to life inside the prayer
For a heart who is giving and living
To color someone’s life in tenderness

With a heart who gives and listens
To the one who is in need, the one who grieves
There comes assurance that Jesus is
Alive inside, giving His answers through this friendship













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