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Huddled among massive rocks,
at the bottom of a barren cliff,
breathing in the strongest aroma of jasmines,
watching hordes of seagulls hover over an abandoned ship;
pensively and attentively spending peaceful times by calm river,
geese see me and slowly approach me to share some of this enthralling wander!
The flow of the river is constantly intriguing,
sometimes slow, other times rushing in the manner of a surge,
making the passing barges resemble timber floating
to their unknown destination, unless the currents change
and they will be crashing on the sandy blanks to dry out and decay;
the same fate awaits the fowls when their bodies become old and die!
Rare beauty I ravishingly behold while my attention is not swayed,
the thickness of the trees won't let the eyes penetrate their wilderness beyond,
only the restless ravens know their habitat and venture themselves in those woods;
I am groped by their mystery, but I dare not enter into the untamed animal' world,
as the woodpeckers continue making their noises to scare away any possible predators...
while moans of creatures are heard: are they attacked by wild dogs, or ferocious wolves?
The glow of the descending sun diminishes and a chill pervades my body,
my Windbreaker is the perfect attire to wear, and not make me feel the breeze's coolness;
the darker colors appearing above give indication of the arrival of a spectacular sunset,
those hues change brightness, and somehow seem to vanish as clouds impose their treat...
a storm wind coming, or is nature imitating our human nature to take control of destiny,
to spoil my peaceful times by this calm river...shouldn't I be angered by their hostility?
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
In Loving Memory of David Padilla Jr.
Taken by the unforeseen.
I share my birth month with
(K)Crystal.
My Cousin must be
feeling phantom parameters and
missing links.
Zoom.
Thumbing through everything
from past to present.
I miss your presence.
Life that filled the room
with laughter so loud.
A love stretched out.
So proud I known you.
I'd never change you.
Home real quiet, the silence
keep me company.
Love lonely too.
I wait even though
spirituality was never my
directive.
Id never dream of
losing a sought after
perspective.
My Father broke the silence.
He told me that you had to go.
That you're already gone.
I hear the air whistle blow.
The distance, it's everywhere
and haunts me with its stretch
expansive, blaring with
warbling trill.
Into my ears, attentively
listening because
the call cannot wait.
I refuse to miss the call.
I'll react before
August hesitates
again.
Shall not lose faith in the realm
of the railed express ways.
I sometimes believe when the whistle
blares, you encompass the path I need.
In the fever pitch I soak in
the noisy roaming careless
Intersection.
I miss you.
Never forget you.
I'm not baptized so if you see me
show me.
I'll reach up to you.
That's better than living,
knowing that gladly I take
My dastardly beating.
My friend.
My dawg.
My missing month.
Feb, 15, 1977
to
Aug, 9, 2023
All the love I received,
All the love for me.
I sent to the memory.
Rest easy Padilla..
I did not tell him as often as I wanted to
Yet I showed him as often as possible
I did not tell I enjoyed his presence
Yet I had spent a lot of time together
He never said he was busy
He never said I do not have the time
He never said do not follow your dreams
He never said I could not be
I did not tell him that he was my all
Yet I truly respected him
I did not tell him that he was the best
Yet I truly smiled at everything he did
He always listened attentively
He always was there no matter what
He always cared and nurtured me
He always loved me unconditionally
Differences made us strong
Differences made us humble
Differences made us stick together
Differences were made for us
A love that was given and taken
A love that had died and became unstoppable
A love that had risen from ashes
A love for my dear father
The victory is mine, not Lucifer's
The Creator I know is greater than any God on this earth
The Creator I serve is magnificent and awesome
His salvation is the cure, light, and peace of this world
In him, I will trust because I have learned that in men
I shall fall short and be destroyed by the wicked of this earth
The victory is mine, not Lucifer's
The glory is his for the Lord Divine is always on time
The Creator I know saves and transforms
He changes and restores
Delivers and heals
Our Father is a well-known Therapist
The best in the Universe well educated and Certified
He is one of a kind thee number-one Consultant
That's always on call and time
The God I know does not judge nor does he complain
He has the ability to listen to all men attentively
You heard me,
The God I know is an excellent Surgent
Yes he is the very best Consultant, Preacher, and Doctor in town
With just one word, touch, and a little faith
Your wounds, injuries, and illness are healed
All you have to do is sit back and believe
The God I know is an excellent author of many books
His word is the truth and has the power to touch the hearts of many
Throughout centuries men and prophets marvel at his stories and words
The God I know has extraordinary power with just one word
Miracles and wonders are performed
Doors of opportunities are open
The broken-hearted are healed
Seasons of events are turned into lessons
Adversaries are no longer a fear
The God I know is tremendously victorious
Therefore I will not be afraid
His love and salvation shall see me through every storm
Gently close your eyes
And pay attention.
Wallow in the state of calmness
And mentally snip off
All tethers of here and now.
Escape to a blissful,
Uncharted no man's land.
Just listen attentively.
Hear that?
Ah, the sound of rain...
What could be more soothing?
Thousands of drums,
Simultaneously beating;
Rain rattling the roof
To make your joyous spirit dance.
Take time to listen
To the sound of rain pelting the roof.
Relax and empty your mind.
Surrender to glorious serenity.
Explore your imagination
And let it run wild.
What could be more enchanting?
Date written: 10/31/2022
Little did I realise when I swung
Into the car park at Calder Glen
That by the end of that week in August 2009
My days of teaching would be over.
It all began so well
Meeting an old colleague right at the start
Archie ,a jovial bon vivant
From an earlier placement.
No fault could I find with the well disciplined pupils
Hanging attentively upon every word
Or giving the impression of doing so.
No, the fault lay within me.
My outer self sounded the same
Inwardly the elan had flattened
And I felt my energy draining away
With every lesson and every class.
Was this imposter syndrome?
Or maybe it was the way footballers
Experienced that their time in the game
Was finally over, spent and burnt out.
By the time Friday of that week came
I just knew that I had taught my last lesson.
Just before I went to the office
To let them know I would not
Be returning, I was buttonholed
By an assistant head
Who regaled me with the kind words
Archie had said about me
And requested my return.
It was not easy to tell him
That I no longer felt up
To the demands of the job
And that I felt like a race horse
Which had just run its last race
And was longing to be sent
Out to pasture
In its own sweet way.
Through his door she wafts, all eye candy and cigarette smoke. Feigning fear and need with a promise of earthly delights in trade. He, standing strongly alone, listens attentively but always sees more than is shown. Seemingly he melts in her warm, feminine hands, to be molded into someone more useful but easily discarded. Each play their games, vying for goals not perceived by the other. The hand may be more swift than the eye, but the heart… the heart is always quicker still. In the end, neither gains what they search for but both receive more than anticipated.
There can be no trust
‘Tween those who routinely lie
And those who seek truth.
5/3/2019
Pick A Title, Vol 4 - Haibun Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
4th Place winner 5/24/19
"In silence, the wind shares it's most intimate secrets"--quote by poet.
Standing at the edge of a sandy shore
Looking out to sea as I listen to
Incessant cries of " Come to me, come to me;"
I watch the ebbing tide obey the beach wind.
Oh, I listen attentively to the wind!
In the wintertime, it roars to me..."Stay in!"
I hear it whisper it's tightly-held secrets
To trees; secrets it rather I keep to myself.
The autumn wind is music to my ears;
It ever so gently tinkles the wind chimes
Hanging above my head in the balcony.
My spirit dances with abandon to its song!
Knowing the fiercely blowing wind carries
Their wondrous songs far, nightingales and robins
Cheerfully tweet out their best at daybreak.
Birds do listen to the voices of the wind.
Pelicans migrating south at summer's end
Hear the whirling wind whisper..."Bon Voyage"
Out in nature, I love listening to the wind.
The gong of truth resounds within
for pure hearts, who be free from sin
poised attentively in silence
much to the false ego’s chagrin
If we but hark voice of conscience
we glow in self-luminescence
becoming a bliss mist divine
rekindling childlike innocence
No sooner head and heart align
gathering under the love sign
our emptiness is magnetised
filled with bliss as God does assign
Nonjudgmental eye, nothing sized
in timeless time, God realised
swathed in rapture through day and night
erst lower nature, vaporised
We are as He, we are the light
gliding here on a wingless flight
trusting the magnetic current
pure love discerning wrong from right
05-October-2021
Interlocking Rubaiyat poetry contest
Sponsor: Angel L Villanueva
February 19 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Deuteronomy 5-9
Key Verse– Deuteronomy 5:2-3 The LORD our God made a covenant with us in Horeb. The LORD.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY COVENANT MAKER
Lord God, You are my covenant Maker
Who brought me out from Satan’s bondage powerfully
Thank You for keeping me in Your sanctification daily…
Please forgive me for taking Your name in vain deceitfully
I now bow down to You with sincerity willingly.
Lord God, You are my covenant Maker
Who prolongs my days graciously
Thank You for leading me to walk in all Your ways conscientiously…
Please forgive me for neglecting Your commandments deliberately
I should hear You speak to me compassionately.
Lord God, You are my covenant Maker
Who teaches me Your Word constantly
Thank You for preserving me in Your righteousness ceaselessly…
Please forgive me for showing You my shallow commitment obviously
I indeed fear You reverentially.
Lord God, You are my covenant Maker
Who delivers me from worldliness to stay in Your will joyously
Thank You for causing me to desire You and Your presence delightfully…
Please forgive me for serving You half-heartedly
I ought to obey You with fervent love ardently.
Lord God, You are my covenant Maker
Who proves me with Your perfection circumspectly
Thank You for establishing me in Your Scriptures steadfastly…
Please forgive me for forgetting to apply Your principles wisely
I truly live for You earnestly.
Lord God, You are my covenant Maker
Who fences me around Your standards securely
Thank You for pardoning me of my sins I confess honestly…
Please forgive me for indulging in filthiness You hate sternly
I need to follow You submissively.
Lord God, You are my covenant Maker
Who hearkens to my prayers attentively
Thank You for enclosing me inside Your arms mercifully…
Please forgive me for minimizing Your granted inheritance ignorantly
I must believe You with full trust faithfully.
February 19, 2023