Long Bareness Poems
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I might forget you for a little while
but when the last desert hues of sunset roses
wrap the bareness of these arms
Out of nowhere and without reason I think of you
Darkness falls and so my tears
but then the wind wafts its zephyr breeze
and exhales away my fears
My fears,the deepest of fears I ever fear
A pearlescent moon rises above an unshaped horizon
casting its opalescent glow upon my face
making me feel your warm embrace
Silver dust descends so softly
like your lips over my skin
It confirms you've returned back
from wherever you have been
Your return brings back the melody
as you love me unexpectedly
Oh my love come close ,Come lean on me
How you make the stars hush breathlessly
Once again you play your music
on the muffled strings of my heart
Once again the fluting sound of distant birds
fulfill two souls that can never truly part
Oh my love come close ,Come lean on me
How you make the stars hush breathlessly
Still,so still they keep our secrets
and would not reveal life's destiny
Tnks for the inspiration,not for the contest
(For those who wish to participate its the contest
-'How you make the stars hush')
"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces"
Brought me to a cemetery that had many creases,
I walked the graveyard of my mind last night,
I saw many people sleeping tight,
I saw the ones that made me smile,
I saw the ones who were part of my biggest trials,
I saw the failures of my past,
I saw the sorrow of a childhood that went to fast,
I saw the liars who stole from me,
I saw the heathens, who lived lives that were empty,
I saw the chameleons trying to blend in with the bareness
and vulnerability of winter trees,
I saw all those who listened
But silenced my innocent pleas,
I saw the aisles of fragmentation,
Broken dreams and manipulation,
I saw the wrinkles and the tares,
From having a father who was never there,
But then I saw amazing grace,
Shimmering under a mercy tree,
I realized that all of those stones,
Had made me what I was called to be,
Each plot was responsible for a certain quality in me,
Allowing me to be able to identify
With others drastically,
I saw the days of evil tightly bolted down,
I saw clarity, which was once lost
Now completely found,
I saw the page turn
As the past had been burned,
I saw Gods presence filling up
Every area where I yearned,
I saw a radiant light pointing far ahead,
Directing me out of my mind
Resurrecting all that was dead,
I saw those doors to that cemetery close very tight
As I continued towards what was extremely bright,
I felt an unusual grin,
Overwhelm me from within
I saw an extraordinary flower,
Come forth with might and power.
By: Sabina Nicole
6/20/11
Contest "All the little pieces"
I am trying to find the words to say,
The ones that dismantle feelings of dismay,
The ones that cut chords from youthless graves,
The ones your prophets said would save,
I am trying to get the courage to finally stand,
Still, and firm with might in my hands,
But the more I try the more I fail,
Surrendering is the only way to begin this tale,
Light overwhelms my darkest days,
As joy floods all bareness, I begin to sing your praise,
For the "I" in me is what needs to be set free,
You’re the one in control of my destiny,
Only selfless cries will bring about this change,
The wilderness is where all the brokenness,
Is rearranged.
I am trying to find the time to express,
All the anxiety’s that tug me into depressed,
I am trying to convey emotions from the heart,
Praying that when you hear them you won’t rip me apart,
For my whole life I’ve lived amongst sinking ships,
That it’s become second nature to constantly slip,
But I reach out my hand to the sunset this night,
And you greet me with words that allow my spirit to ignite,
Light overwhelms my darkest days,
As joy floods all bareness, I begin to sing your praise,
For the "I" in me is what needs to be set free,
You’re the one in control of my destiny,
Only selfless cries will bring about this change,
The wilderness is where all the brokenness,
Is rearranged.
So I’m slowing down and letting go,
Allowing the river to simply flow,
Slowing down, so all will see
That Gods mighty hand is the one saving me.
By: Sabina Nicole
6/10/12
Written in the key of C
Nationalism,
nation supremacy,
rooted in competing patriarchal capital rivalries,
is entirely incompatible with EarthPatriotism
rooted in loyalty to cooperatively healthy matriotism
Wherever MotherEarth may yet be healthy climate rediscovered
in sensory input and outputs of a child
unbound breathing in enculturing good humor
Still fully awake
meaning much more than not yet dead,
Embracing Earth's Paradise found
means far more than ending homelessness,
bareness,
hopelessness,
For restoring cooperative peace
more than competing retributive-avoidance models
for justice as invoking a fee
and loss of freedom punishments
while preaching skills in anger and depression management,
but silent about happiness and compassion cooperative ownership.
Competition in nationalism,
whether white
against pink,
royal purple
against ultra-violet feminist,
even green
against black and brown prejudice,
each autonomously anti-ecological nationalistic stew
when we simmer down
into non-violent communication
of spatial Here
with temporal Now,
Competing FirstChoice nation-states
miss golden global opportunities
to embrace healthier polycultural outcomes
of multicultural cooperative grace,
polypathic WinWin karma,
polyphonic musing face
of Earth's well-timed expansive soul
revolving space
A healthy organic way to speak
and think
and feel as a day and night revolving child
naturally embracing WinWin
co-redeeming spiritual ecopolitics.
Violent competitions,
mutual abuse and neglect,
between ZeroZone sacred nations
are antithetical to cooperative conversations,
planning and nature development,
in EarthTribe non-violent WinWin communication
CoArising nighttime dreamscape melodies,
non-conspiring feeling peacefully immunized
against conspiracy theories
playing WinLose roles
embracing evolutionary predative jihad anxieties,
risks to bully or become bullied by chaotic capital climates
and internal bicameral storms,
nightmare feelings nauseously disassociating inside from outside,
ego against eco,
concave overbearing convex,
ZeroZone soul ignoring OneZone body's primal needs and feelings,
Right bipolar conflicting Left dipolar co-arising
EarthSoul Health integrity
prefers co-reflecting
4-SpaceTime Revolutionary Boson Models--
opaquely expanding DNA-structured splendor.
"Ave Maria" playing
in the background
distant chatter fading
my emotions asunder
like the dandelion
in autumn's air
soft wishes
blown about
i always curse
this time of year
it's the crossroad
of life and death
where everything beautiful
rises to glory
in its splendor
dancing gleefully
before becoming grounded
lost in the echo of wind's moans
succumbing to an end
the bareness of trees
with nothing left to strip
as they shiver in this frigidness
gathering little warmth
from the raven's roost
as he awaits fatality
a top its soulless branches
i feel the same nakedness
with every kiss
pressed softly against
lips silenced of life
i shiver within pools
of emotionless tears
beneath the numbness of years
as "Ave Maria" plays again and again
September 17, 2019
Written: March 27, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Line of inquiry:
“since thoughts speak in past tenses,
drop mind, rely on senses,
embracing and releasing,
pain pangs and pleasure pleasing”
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Waiting for the sun to create holes in the ground
Waiting for the sun to emit a bright golden sound.
Waiting for the sun as it tracks down the moon.
I wonder whether it'll catch it soon.
I'm curious why the sun doesn't follow me instead.
I question if, without it, I would truly be dead.
I wonder whether crying will assist drain my tears.
I wonder whether lying will support me face my fears.
In the now continuum, threads intertwine with her gift.
Revealing persistent mysteries, as awareness awake,
In this vibrant realm of name, time asserts its stake.
The fighter instinct ignites, propelling us to shift.
Awareness pulsates; the heart responds to the call.
A dazzling light of redemption! To redefine syntax anew,
Echo into the night from a consummate body view.
As a powerful image emerges, irony ebbs and falls.
Emotion blends with lyric; elusive thoughts recast,
Pulse and ear resilience against the overanalysis snare;
Past tense is a mind game where sensations are aware.
Ignoring pain and pleasure fluctuates in contrast.
Bask in the sunlight bareness with the wind in your hair.
Stop thinking; apply senses—accepting what it brings;
Grabbing each moment's warmth and the joy it sings;
Releasing the clinging past for raw experiences to share.
Do only flesh and blood miss someone?
Not like plastic toys
Once played put back in a cubby
Collecting dust till it’s held again
But I’m made of flesh and blood
Not a toy with hands needing play
A toy that needs a reassuring embrace
I’m made of flesh and blood
Not like a tree adorned with children
Careless of the winter wind
Carrying off its leaves
Take the toy from the cubby
Take the tree out of my mind
Give the toy a portion of my heart
Let it know the beat of anxiety
Give the tree a part of my flesh
Let it know winter’s bareness
Missing makes being harder
Do trees miss leaves set free?
Do toys miss the adventure?
Do only flesh and blood know missing?
Does our sun miss her planets
Or is it mindless like Saturn
Eating its own without reason?
Is it because I’m a mammal
That I know nurture?
That I miss my mother’s teat?
Miss my furry child?
My cherished seedling
Stripped from me by a winter wind
I’m left with words as my brood
Only humans play with words
As if verbs could suckle me
Even words will leave me
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When your flesh has left me
Nothing compares to you
If only you were with me
Then I won’t play with words
Hoping trees and toys
Will give me a kiss
On hot summer days I miss the sight of Winter
When snow is a blanket in the height of Winter
I think of sleigh rides and cups of hot chocolate
and skiing slopes covered with the white of Winter
And despite tree branches and their absence of leaves
I don't feel the bareness is a blight of Winter
There's serenity in the world as Christmas nears
Pine garlands are used as the bedight of Winter
Children have dreams of Santa bringing them new toys
Their bright eyes and smiles are the limelight of Winter
Such a joyous season for friends and family
Gathering to feast, is a highlight of Winter
on New Year's Eve, after Auld Lang Syne is sung,
We'll share a kiss on this special night of Winter
So as Autumn nears, gold leaves will tumble aground
It's the harbinger to the birthright of Winter
I yearn for cooler days and Summer's heat to end
and for Fall to make way for the flight of Winter
I, Jenna, say, "Let winds blow. Soon there will be snow
When I'll gladly bask in each delight of Winter"
September 3, 2020
Ghazal Contest
Sponsor: Silent One
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You left a bareness full of questions,
A sea of queries, a ghastly world.
How to keep going without your guidance?
How to keep fighting with half a soul?
Where are the answers to all my queries?
Where are your dreams, where are your plans?
Who will fulfil your hopes and projects?
Who will replace your helping hand?
Who will supplant your loving cuddles?
Who will provide your blind support?
Who will I call when life struggles?
Who will be proud when I stand tall?
Your voice in my memory
stabs like a sword.
Your smile in our portraits
hurts even more.
I am alive, yet not living,
in a house you will not see.
I keep writing tales and stories
that you will never get to read.
If I found any peace in faith,
in feeble pledges, a better place.
If I believed in souls' rebirth,
forever linked in time and space.
If I could overcome this fear,
if you could send a tiny sign.
Just to know that you are still near,
just to know that you are fine.
For I know what Adam went through
From God, to me...Father, thank You
First time he looked at Eve
In Eden
Rubbed his God given, overwhelmed eyes
Saw her feet, legs, walking in bareness, her thighs
Ravishing, her standing there, he couldn't believe
And God gave him exactly and all that he would need
An Impeccable Queen
In the middle of the very first dream
Woken from a deep sleep
Missing a rib now, but she's here,
Behold God's most paralyzing earthly creature!
Ran his fingers through her hair
Belly button & lips
Shoulders & breasts,
What delicious features
The very first team, very first pair
How Yahweh, all along, intended it to be....no fig leaves
No eating from the forbidden tree
Here Eve, kneel down with me
Let's pray together and obey
Blessed to have one another
From the first time Adam held her hand
Is she real Father? He must of asked....
Of course....yes my son...she's all yours.......
Let me see, how she reacts.....
His perfect opposite
Kissed her face, shivering at first
Then calm, natural and relaxed.
Two beings, two rings, one flesh
Here's a rose for you wife Eve
Dinner's ready husband Adam, let's eat.
Two become one, up before the sun
Down with the moon, procreating
Seven times a week, intense
In the beginning.......it did not add up
But now...................it all makes wonderful sense.
God willed us, from above
And so it was