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You cannot articulate in words
To the one that is glancing from the outside
The total chaos on the inside
Because on the outside you wear a smile
Of order and calm
In silence you mull over
The I “wishes”
And the I “could haves”
Even though deep down you know
That is burnt ash
That it will never come to live again
But it is the only thing that keeps you going
For now
At times the in between moments
Are the ones that take your breath away
Because they happen unplanned
Those tender moments of joy
You know you can have again
So this is not you throwing in the towel
This is you at rest
Preparing yourself for the next step
Because when you eventually get through
All the chaos
You will smile with your soul
In the depths of silence, where shadows whisper their unknown secrets,
I want to be the one who breaks the walls of your silence with the voice of love,
The one who lets the rivers of your words flow, free and unrestrained.
And if some words refuse to flow through the cracked walls,
I want to be the one who waits, patiently, for as long as it takes,
For in your presence, time dissolves, becoming just a meaningless shadow.
I want to be the one who learns the secret language of your heart,
To hear every hesitation in your voice, to feel the hidden pain,
To catch every sentence you swallow, fearing that maybe,
No one would stay long enough to listen to these unspoken words.
I want to be the one who stays, who passes your tests again and again,
Not out of doubt, but because deep down you know I will cross any boundary,
I will walk through any storm, I will overcome every test placed before me.
When the world becomes too heavy, when the noise of life grows too loud,
I want to be the place you run to, the one where you can always fall,
For in my arms, you find safety, for in that moment of peace,
I am your comfort, I am your silence, I am your refuge.
I want to be the first thought in your happiness, the one you rush to,
When your heart is full, the one who amplifies the joys you experience,
Making them bigger, sharper, brighter, more alive,
Because you shared them with me, because we lived them together.
I want to be the one whose hands you hold with pride, with strength,
Both in front of the world and when it's just the two of us, in silence,
Holding them with such force, as if warning the whole world...
I am his. And he is mine. Together we are unyielding.
I want to be that person, not just the one who desires you, but who wants you wholly,
Your pain, your fire, your wounds, your deep and sincere silences,
Even those parts of you that you've never shown to anyone.
And even if it takes me a lifetime to get to where you are,
Even if my last breath fades away on this path of love,
I will keep reaching for you, until the day you truly know,
Without a shadow of a doubt, without any question, that I am that man.
"The fire has crossed containment lines,
Dunns Road has just been breached,
Emergency vehicles have withdrawn,
You cannot be reached",
Local radio announces every minute,
Evacuation roads are shut,
Power and phones are all now down,
You're alone with the smoke and dust.
Then through the haze of black and red,
Fire cowlicks up your house,
Adrenaline shakes your trembling hand,
Your legs, your chest, your mouth,
It's just you and your hose in the fight,
No mercy- do or die,
Fire licks at everything you have,
Everything left dry.
Then, in a moment, it's gone again,
Wild wind waltzed it up the hill,
And you stand alone in complete silence,
To witness what's been killed,
When, from nowhere, the acrid stench,
From animals now burnt black,
Battle with the pungency,
Life under attack.
Tears now drop, you try to feel,
Deep down you know you're broke,
As you see the stoic volunteer brigade,
Floating through the smoke,
You fall, they catch in arms of love,
Take you away from here,
To a place of peace and mates and hope,
With a smile, a joke and beer.
You can be the voice for the voiceless
You can be the beating of a soundless drum
You can be the comfort for those in need
But deep down you know
You are you
In the quietness of a hurried day
In the moments of being on your own
Whose heart do you hear?
That echo
The contrite pulling in your chest
You can't breathe for your neighbour
You can't walk in your friend's shoes
You can walk a mile with them
You can even help them carry their load
But be conscious of your worth
Don't become a stranger to yourself
In your aim to assist
Don't lose your core
In your quest to do good
You have to go home at times
You have to look in the mirror at times
Be in love with you
You will add more value to life
In that way
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The beauty of life is hard to see
Radiating light like a shimmering sea
You may not see but you can feel
And deep down you know it's real
To wake up to the kiss of the sun is a blessing
Even if everything seems so very stressing
I've been looking for the roadmap to hope
Writing songs to feel like I can cope
But every once and awhile
I have to remind myself to smile
Darkness will try to keep you under
And pain may even rip you asunder
As long as you get back up you're strong
And prove it's not correct you don't belong
And as you march be sure to provide a lifting hand
To help the weak find their strength to stand
And maybe the beauty of life isn't so hard to see
Hand in hand we can radiate light like the shimmering sea
So while you can see it's truly what you feel
Surrounded by beaming faces we know it's real
Do you sometimes wonder
how to introduce what is out there to your soul and mind?
how to understand that which exists, in that period of time?
and in that present moment is real, and do you feel guilty if you leave it all behind?
Have you heard that your ego will prevent you
from being who you were meant to be?
And you get absorbed in society’s creations
but you find yourself confused, and unable to see.
And you might search the news
looking for those reads that will reaffirm what’s on your mind.
And you “stumble upon” absurd conspiracy theories
which you “miraculously” find.
Can you somehow see a reflection of who you are?
Or is the mirror broken, left far behind?
Can you ask yourself, honestly, sincerely, what the solution is for human kind?
Or do you get lost within the scope of your very own personal mind?
And as you sit there
do you blame others while looking for a system that creates the hurt?
Deep down you know the answer
it’s selfishness, hatred, power, and greed, which continue to subvert.
What is real and what is fake?
I often wonder what is true.
Yes I listen and I analyze
I use up a portion of my time to see it from a particular point of view.
For now I want to spend my time
searching within my soul for something that I’m unable in this world to find
which baffles me some of the time
because occasionally it’s born and exists deep within my very own mind.
I’m just a being, living and trying to be that which I foresee
searching for the spiritual in that which is before me
at times attempting to find meaning in mortality
with a burning desire to understand and see.
It is contentment which I pursue
Even look inside the cracks
But at times like these contentment hides
and the road ahead confuses me, so I retrace, as I retract.
Maybe I got it all wrong
Maybe some of it is right
Maybe my vision is blurry and foggy
Maybe at times I have trouble seeing the light.
I can take what is happening out there
interpret using knowledge, a view, and perhaps a belief
but often the truth is just not there, and the news really stinks as it permeates
and the nature of the many, rarely offer one relief.
And I’m left with the choice to accept, dissolve, or set it all aside
using my soul and my very own mind.
And after attempting to understand
I ultimately, usually, leave it all behind.
Form:
What is it
You expect to see
When you string along
Verbs and gerunds to be?
Do you fancy yourself
A poet in history divine?
Do you really believe
Your verse is in time?
What is it, do you want to
Get from
All these poems
You call them
When really
There's none.
On a level that
Really no one else sees
You post another verse
And sit back and wait
While others dont feel.
No one gets me
Or heard me
I'm so above this
But deep down you know
You're not worth a kiss.
It's a sad, rainy day
As you write for yourself
They're really isn't
Anyone else.
But in your head
You can pat yourself on the back
And think i hope no one
sees I'm a hack.
But the truth is more hard
Like a mass on a tumor
Your poetry, alas,
Is solipsistic rumor.
If the reasoning is not sound,
Then the sound of the outcome,
Will give few a reason to sound,
Happy with the outcome.
If you only want one,
Only need one,
And buy two for the price of one,
You should not be surprised at the outcome,
If you plan to share with no one.
When everything is on special,
To make you feel special,
And nothing can be manufactured for that price,
Who will pay the price?
If you look for quantity over quality,
Can you really expect a life of quality?
When deep down you know,
That quality is what helps you grow,
To understand the reasoning behind,
What will leave you the one left behind.
Do you know I see you in my dreams?
By Michelle Morris
24/10/2024
Do you know I see you in my dreams?
Every time you're just out of reach
I wake up and I'm so confused
When will I be meeting you?
Round and round the earth keeps turning
And every day remains a constant yearning
I keep feeling that I'm missing something
Because you're the piece of the puzzle that's lost
It's been years and I'm trying to move on
I guess there are moments when I feel my hope is gone
How could we be meant to be together
And not find our way through the dark?
There are times when I think I see you
But then I realise that it's an illusion
Sometimes we want something so badly our mind plays tricks
But no matter what I'll keep you as my secret wish
Do you know I see you in my dreams?
Every time you're just out of reach
I wake up and I'm so confused
When will I be meeting you?
Round and round the earth keeps turning
And every day remains a constant yearning
I keep feeling that I'm missing something
Because you're the piece of the puzzle that's lost
I'll keep you as my secret wish
Because deep down I know that you exist
My soul and yours are always connected
Maybe I'll wait until our next life together
Do you know I see you in my dreams?
Every time you're just out of reach
I wake up and I'm so confused
When will I be meeting you?
Round and round the earth keeps turning
And every day remains a constant yearning
I keep feeling that I'm missing something
Because you're the piece of the puzzle that's lost
In my dreams, my secret wish
In my dreams, our souls connect
Deep down I know you're there
Deep down you know I care
In my dreams, you exist
In my dreams, we just fit
Deep down I know you're there
Deep down you know I care
Do you know I see you in my dreams?
Every time you're just out of reach
I wake up and I'm so confused
When will I be meeting you?
Round and round the earth keeps turning
And every day remains a constant yearning
I keep feeling that I'm missing something
Because you're the piece of the puzzle that's lost
© Michelle Morris, 2024
4/1/17
Flowers blooming
Spaced out or in a tight-knit grouping
All around things looming
In space objects still or moving and zooming
Birds pluming
And other animals grooming
Downloads queueing
Electronics in need of a rebooting
Or powering off, to enable cooling
Below, on and above the roofing
Toxins spewing
And other particulates polluting
Some of which are made for fueling
All weeds were removed by uprooting
Trees and bushes getting a pruning
Especially any areas that are drooping
There's just no excusing
You'd better stop snooping
And assuming
As well as tooting your horn
Or ridiculing the poor
What the hell are you fooling for
When deep down, you know you could be doing more
Ocean life caught by fishing poles, harpooning
Or cage using
Die hard fans rooting
Or booing
Times of booming
And continual losing
Certain insects and people cocooning
Humans continually feuding
Suing
And fuming
As if there is something they want to be proving
Major scale jobs, including
A lot of or very specific tooling
Drugs and alcohol others may be using
And possibly abusing
In the right conditions, water pooling
Near and far from any rocks protruding
Live a life of your choosing
Continue pursuing
Knowledge, and ways of improving
With or without musing
By: Dalton Ogletree