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there's a construction site close by, detour flag-man calling 'keep moving'...
so iris and i day dream on the back deck....
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when breakfast, it's...
butter-flies, and cheer-ups...
sights, sounds and open windows...
iris, my cat loves...
to lay, across a warm...
shoulder, sitting or standing...
while, we sit on the deck...
in, the early morn's air she...
whiffs, stares and snuggles as...
signs of what's out, there in...
tree shadows, moving as they are...
shadows of, dimensional reflections as...
a fractal, a wave of movement that signifies…
environmental change is due, and the numb-it pills...
people take won't do much good so, eat proper and drink only...
vegetable smoothies, and coffee to keep you awake while a cat like...
iris keeps snuggling, friendship is beautiful but the blossom that is actually...
my wife attracted an automaton bug, just social in nature but seeking flowers..
counted in hours in which seeing an infinity might be, hell as held-in-a-spell...
it rests on my logic this is no more than a shadow of, dimensions available...
an existent time-flow function called change is, an eternity available to...
see into space-time matters, other than as being a sediment of...
a flow called time, we are as creatures on 'flat-worlds' sea bed of logic...
that matters because it is synonymously universally existent with fractal...
logic...……………………………………………that well, iris what's say we go in for treats.
stan sand
With the help of my heart I breathe..
With the help of my brain I see..
With the help of my conscience I speak..
With the help of my blood I sense..
With the help of my skin I smell..
I grow shy and blush instantly
If at all a flower stares at me.
Though I decide eschewing him
I day dream cascading with his love..
Deliberately forget crucial tasks to be done.
Infatuated or rather I say obsessed
On him who swells & dwells within me
Numbing my nerves to the pain..
Even if I step on glowing embers.
As I am diving myself
into the fire of relationship,
Romance seems to be dancing
same as peacock in the rain.
I blink and think,
sink and wink,
kick and click,
Feel like newborn chick
Dressed in pink..
Finally fall sick,
Finding the gimmick of Love!!
20-5-2020
~DEEPA~
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This story goes as follows back when I was 19 a hot boy
my vision it was hollow she was 17 the sweetest girl that I
ever met, we wrote each other poetry but she never knew
the real me or rather the me who I was when I wasn't
with her how I was drowning in sin slowly trying to clean
up my mess like a swiffer but despite the street life I was
never the type to mistreat any woman so I choose to
break it off....a few months later I got knocked off and the
whole time I was down I was trying to get back what I
had lost...the sweetest girl I ever knew I dropped her off
because the street life came before her so emotionally I
was singing the blues, trying to find her, I went to places
where we met and hung out @ hoping to find the one
that was so right for me but I was the one who went left
now I'm a wreck...so I let it go. I always told myself if we
met up again I would told her what happened to me and
its 8yrs later she's single so am I and her feelings haven't
changed for me, feels like a movie right it has to end in an
happily ever after we spent some time together and I
know now no other woman could make me feel how she
does new chapter and no other woman matters...long
story short we're taking it one day @ a time and I no
longer have to wonder or day dream what if she was
mine true story.
Astronaut Cat John is crazy he heard through the pipe.
He had no idea who was dissing him, but it sounded like a gripe.
He’s kind of handsome, another feline purred, she said it sweetly.
He would like to know who that was, he hoped it was Miss Sheetly.
Miss Sheetly became a member of the crew before they blasted off.
He was eager to know her better, she had no disease or cough.
Some idiots were hiding their ailments so they could take the ride.
They obviously cared nothing for the rest of the crew, clearly no pride.
Miss Sheetly is gorgeous, Cat John thought, and had a day dream.
He made her smile, laugh, and finally flat out love scream.
Could barely look at her when he saw her swish around the next day.
He found out the speaker had been Mrs. Rutherford, decrepit and gray.
(10/15/12)
I know that I’m a dreamer - I don’t think
The world will ever change
But if we don’t try something
It will forever remain the same.
In six days the LORD made every thing that you see
On the seventh day he rested- but left it for you and me.
This was the day that he called “ choice”
And with that - he gave us a voice.
We now had a right to choose what he had given
Or make the change to what we call living.
He had given it all to us, but self greed overcame
EVE ate the apple, and it’s never been the same.
I know that I am dreaming and it may never come true
But I’ll continue dreaming until my days on earth are through.
This dream of peace , love , and harmony will always
Be in my mind, so join in my dream and it will turn out fine.
© L . RAMS
Dawn speaks
Hymn of light streams;
Wonder awakes
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Listen now
Window ledge songbird;
Sings in prayer
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Joy and cheer come
Mingle with zest;
Awakening love
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Pulse of new day
Mystic magic plays;
Dewy grass
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Salute in frolic:
Tiger and panther;
Two stray cats
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Early awakening
Touch of light streams;
Fragrant dreams
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Dawn unleashing
New day dream spills;
Awake into dream
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My lover calls
Voice perfumery;
Vibrant echoes
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Morning psalm
Earth and sky attest;
Gratitude abides
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So many thoughts
Vivid permutations;
Poetic impulse
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Words swing
Poetic arches;
Touching heart
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Uneasy melody
Writes to cite;
Feelings surge
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Touch of crazy
Simply profound;
Muse amused
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In one scoop
Ice cream moments;
Tasty dessert
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Leon Enriquez
06 January 2015
Singapore
THE BREAKFAST OF SCANDAL
Once upon a lofty testament
The blue print of a rhapsodic love furls
Among the two betrothed by a mutual affection.
Their love echoes and here to stay and born.
Their twin love merges to one
By the highly acclaimed folk,
A great éclat from dawn to dusk;
The world transfixed with joy;
Those who could not attain such,
Wish themselves the devil's blow,
And a few carapace of such great virtue;
Their footprint on earth the words of all.
Their matrimonial altar lay upon trust,
They stay in quietude and harmony,
None will one-day dream to dispute them
Or to harmonize their grievances;
They stay like the two eyes that never share a duel;
If all could by a means be like them,
The world forever shall glamour and clamour peace,
They love so much, both at the table
And in the "washing room" helpmeet they are.
Sometimes cited by the arbitrators to their client,
Sometimes a pacesetter to the religiously inclined;
A perfect example to the world around and beyond,
Both the dramatist and the poet their critics they always be.
And the kings sit and take no decision without them.
While the works of men decay,
At the credo of indecision,
The ploughing of scandal overtakes the bedrock of trust.
Her faux-pas display a maximum foolery,
In the eyes of the fire on the cloud,
She burnt their property,
And sent her lover to hell,
And swallowed a knife.
A mystery to the world unraveled,
Each hand on the chin awaiting solace.
The world is borne and grieved;
Ours is to bear and stoically shaved.
The climax occurs in shape of alarm
Transition takes place from the little sleep
To the resumption of the big one
And in this moment of change… a fight ensues
It's a battle royale between the
Dark recesses of the mind
And the recess of the conscience
Returning to the class room of reality
The body reluctantly follows
On this forced march into daylight
Where the engagement is commencing
And the forces struggle to align
The line of sight looms near
But the outcome isn't clear
Because this contratemps
Is both internal… and eternal
The aftermath leaves one to wonder
Before the forces gath'ring plunder
How could the circumstances gather
Leading to what wakefullness
Can put together in sequence
What led up to a moment… that could not be foreseen
Lying in an open meadow beneath a blanket of stars,
I feel the awesome vastness of the universe.
The celestial lights that twinkle and shimmer seem far,
but become close and touchable when written in verse.
Would it be wrong to wrap my arms around a rainbow,
or to lasso a far away day dream from a child?
Perhaps it would be better to just let those colors go,
along with those sweet visions to run free and wild.
Capturing moments of time in a bottle seems fine,
but remember a prison of love can be a restrictive cage.
The captured will soon die without the freedom to breathe and shine,
or will resent their life reduced to a single page.
10/29/18
Have pondered..
Moments of introspection..
Along..
Figments of imaginations..
Scenic views of beauty and grandeur..
Breathtaking landscapes ..
Luscious greenery and massive trees..
Up and away ..
High above the deep blue sky...
Time had simply vanished..
Everything is in the moment
Of the present..
Only the precise moment exits..
Calm winds and rays of sunshine..
High above the deep blue sky..
Feeling a natural high ..
Soaring so high..
A free bird with spectacular wings..
Feeling gigantic..
Standing tall..
Towering so high..
On a hot air balloon ride..
Fluorescent colored balloons surrounds..
Quiet and serene..
Paradise on earth
Fascination of this wondrous wonderland..
It began with a day dream..
A day dream of which
Had become surreal
Through..
An exit outside of body..
Had reached the highest heights..
High above the deep blue sky
On a hot air balloon ride
With fluorescent colored balloons..
A place where time no longer exits..
Timeless paradise on earth..
A temporary
Departure of physical body..
All experienced and captured with a light body..