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The Guides !
A life time ago and far away, in ebony darkness,
hanging on invisible threads, silver orbs, mini spheres
occupy a place, in that great space, of starkness,
that can freeze hearts and the souls of man - his peers.
Yet this silver orb, it’s companion spheres, guide
man’s romantic heart, his spirit on a long ride,
across the land of love, the lands of this planet,
the oceans deep, as he wonders, hoping to get
to that place – to know which is the right way to go,
what life is all about and what it is to show,
all of man kind, how to find, the adventurer in
himself, to forego what has been many a mans sin.
The lethargic, lifeless, languishing, sleeping man,
who sits on his ass, life passing him by
quicker than he can blink an eye,
doing positively nothing he can
to light the fires, lift spirits, sing – the flames to fan
into a blazing inferno, souls delight, lighting the skies
that might fill man’s heart, spirit, soul and his eyes
so that, upon this earth, man kind no longer cries
for all he feels, he has left behind – believes dies.
All Life, is a positive force !
Sometimes taking a negative coarse !
B, J. “A” 2
April 10th 2009
Hailing from
ancient times
Artemis goddess
princess of the moon
in bringing light
into darkness
Arising one giant
among'st men
from the temple
of spirits
who hails
queen over
mother earth
Walking in
the valley
among'st wheat
feelings they embrace
held within emotions
stirring waters
in spring fertility
growing food
of love
flowering with seed
Dancing Amazon warriors
playing golden music
upon silver flutes
singing this song
upon the altar
a blazing inferno
of flaming tongues
consuming fire
From out
of the ashes
one star burning
brightly becomes
a rising sun
light of love shines
Upon a great queen
who has risen
kneeling in honor
your servant
born under
the wolf moon
it was a long journey
but i found you
in one single step
justice served
with warm light
within the heart
Holding within
the hands
Bizarre feelings
In a coil
full of emotions
In the nature
Of it
what would
Shakespeare say
Is it to be
Or not to be
In answer to
A thousand questions
Challenging within
Wandering lonely
In many's
a town
Dreaming in heather
Lying on the hill
Staring into clouds
A host
of silver stars
One cross
to bare
Different shapes
And forms
Finding love
is to be
Into dark clouds
Carrying feelings
With us
A soul speaks
From hidden depths
The black dragon
Monster of
The deep
Fire scorching
Within the chamber walls
Burning deep
not to be
The present
Of passed sins
Bestowed on love
Or not to love
One question asked
I arise
to this almighty challenge
Arise love
Humbling word
The soul
Pulls all strings
Heartbreaks easily
Will love again
When embers light
A blazing inferno
To be found
In heaven
Also hell
New sentences How far and cold the moon and stars but in the ebony darkness they show the wandering man a place or way to go have fun with that one LOL Bear
THE GUIDES
A life time ago and far away in the ebony darkness -
hovering on invisible threads, that silver orb, mini spheres -
all occupying a space in that great place of starkness
that can freeze the hearts and souls of man and his peers.
Yet this silver orb and it's companion spheres guide
mans romantic heart and his spirit on a long ride
across the land of love, the lands of this planet,
the oceans deep as he wanders hoping to get
to the place - to know which is the right way to go
and what life is all about and how it is to show
all of man kind how to find the adventurer in
himself and to fore go what has been many a mans sin.
The lethargic, lifeless, languishing, sleeping man
who sits on his ass, life passing him by doing nothing he can
to light the fires, lift the spirits, sing - the flames to fan
into a blazing inferno of soul delight lighting the skies
that might fill men's hearts, spirit, soul and his eyes
so that this earth, man kind no longer cries
for all they feel - believes dies.
All Life is a force !
It will take it's coarse !
B.J."A" 2
April 10th 2009
though you would have a tough time with the sentence i wrote to you but you came through like a champion your," the guides" is extremly well done It seems thats the words you write just roll from your mind to the paper, good one WJA2
The universe rests inside the palm of a giant hand
and a god like breath blows across the top and through
a trillion stars planets and exploding suns.
A celestial storm rages to the magnitude of which not
a pair of blinking eyes ever witnessed until this moment in time.
Electricity surges through hidden fibre optic
nerves in a multicoloured galaxy leading to magnificent
displays of sparkling tones of green and rivers of deep purple.
Deeper within the most eccentric chaotic fusion of elements
possibly imaginable is a life form
an entity that exists outside the constraints of time and physical
spacial matter. All of which that is resticted by the laws of time
cannot be the centre in that which creation spontaneously erupted
but more a multi dimensional interactive cinematic experience.
Ancient knowledge teleports through an infinite wave of conciousness
waiting for a master locksmith to enter the void of indisputable
truth. Billions of tonnes of matter free fall in to black holes , some
of it being just space trash the other being a living organism with
its very own consciousness creating the separation in principles
of quantum mechanics and the theory of relativity.
From the outsiders perspective everthing disintergrates
into ash in a blazing inferno while from the eye of the
falling a moment of no gravity seems to last forever.
Living according to such principles which can be easily
altered once certain mathematical and scientific boundaries
are surpassed really has you believing anything is possible.
And believe me from what im about to tell you it is.
"Only from the heart can you touch the sky."
Quote by _Rumi
I went for a walk at twilight, that magic hour on the edge of night. When the sky is melting
into a sea of color. A blazing inferno descending. Vibrant red, orange, gold, purple hues,
and darkening blue, streaking and mingling. Clouds filmy grey drift waiting to welcome the
moon. But not yet, please, let me linger in the beauty . . .
the trees are shadows
swaying in tranquility-
serene sounds peaceful
Inspired with reflection and contemplation. I am full of solace and peace filling me with
euphoria. Oh, to become part of the painting in the sky that is melting into the earth bathing
the trees in golden hues. And then, the sun falls into the horizon and the sky is a dark blue
tint, till a explosion of stars surround the moon . . .
the edge of night drops
so beautifully quiet-
diamonds that twinkle
watching her play guitar
listening to her sing
first, urge for going
next, river
i smile, knowing that these may be her last
holding her and warming her
listening to julian lennon's valotte
recognizing the pattern and the theme of rivers,
we decide to drive there
as i go to get her ocean blue blanket, she smiles at me and laughs
once upon a time we could not stand the sight of each other
the arguments were such that could make a blazing inferno cower
the time that we spent in the auspices of our individual growth matured the loathing into pure love
i laugh with her at the absurdity of our past and history
my sweet pecan praline beauty was diagnosed with terminal cancer five months ago today
the story of this day is joy and jovial benevolence
God Blessed Us with a Good Day for her today
after the complete and total opposite yesterday,
i will take the savings in my tear account and let it draw interest until
i pull up bobby goldsboro's honey on my phone
after making sure she is safe, secure, warm, and okay,
off we go to our favorite riverfront spot
it is where my life so beautifully and wonderfully changed,
and i will cherish that Precious Moment Forever.....
Oh, he that kisses my pale cheek,
And my scarlet lips;
And my raven hair he does caress,
Our love is fierce and strong;
Oh, come to me in dreams, in dreams.
Hearts and souls, mirror images of desire,
Entwined in never-ending flames;
A forever blazing inferno of love,
No two more linked, connected, alike;
Such great passion and sweetness.
And although he has long gone above,
A name engraved in cold stone;
Beneath the earth bones decayed,
We remain twin flames, burning;
For the soul, the soul never ever dies.
Oh, he that kisses my pale cheek,
And my scarlet lips;
And my raven hair he does caress,
Our love is fierce and strong;
Oh, come to me in dreams, in dreams.
And when my life is done, love,
We shall be again a matching pair;
And dwell as two flaming stars above.
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March 2, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Never-Ending Flames
Copyright Protected, ID 16-763-537-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym
For the contest, Twin Flames
sponsor, Nayda, Ivette Negron
First Place
From a dying Ember
To a live Flame
Fame – ous, Autumn Green Eyes, Beauty her name –
came into the light – a clearing – that shone so bright,
same as shining stars in the dead of night.
Fight for ardor, once more – cut down by a knife –
sight awash into blindness – no room in her life.
Strife, the journey this ember to flame takes –
Fife plays the marching song – the road that makes
flakes out of the heart – odyssey on broken wings.
Stakes to high, to sharp – killing - the voice that sings,
brings a melancholy, endings to – an ancient man
strings life, desires, loving, memories as best he can.
Fan those embers, light that flame, love this man !
An ember into a blazing inferno.
You, the igniter ?, I have come to know.
From a spark or recognition – ignition
into a world of burning desire for life – contradiction
for all – in this world – I have done wrong,
all who have departed – leaving a very sad song,
singing to the winds of passing time
as I reach deep within – try to rhyme
away all that clings – wants to stay
outside of memories hoard – live
to become cathartic elixirs
healing the soul,
freeing spirits,
seeing them fly.
I, with my inner eye – might just see - the real me
for others to know – maybe to enjoy the show
as my days wane – lessen – the pain
to become clear- see it afar, no longer near.
Some days are gray – a way we have to pay
for life in this world – on this plane –
that flight from - to come back again -
the right sum – death with rain,
tears we shed at the throes of change.
B. J. “A” 2
March 16th 2008