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There it was gazing up – radiant –
radiating kaleidoscope silver green;
sharp with life, ready and expectant.
Spreading its claim, pressing out the grass,
was a thistle born from last year's seed unseen.
From where had it blown here to outclass
the perennials of the turf? Its time
now come to arise from the meadow supreme,
preparing to host bug life full time.
Come July it will fuzz with purple
flowers as a crown for a victorious queen,
armed with many a prickled sepal.
Visited by suppliant insects
who set and array her seeds; a frothy scene
for finches' feast. Passing air extracts,
disperses the progeny abroad
to wherever to be ready, once more unseen
between the blades never overawed;
a tribute to the Creator Lord.
“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (Spoken by Jesus) -John 8.12, NIV
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Igniting Divine Light
when the grim darkness of night
shrouds our life
and we know not
which path to tread
to reach our goal
when the mind is veiled with clouds
woven inside a spider`s web
and we know not
where lies our goal
when the spirit is at a low tide
driven by the pull of the moon
and we know not
which way to swim
when the soul is soiled
with dust from the filthy pathway
that everybody tramples on
and we know not
how to come out of the fix
When our life is in a horrible mess
concocted by a swirl of fateful events
and we know not
how to to make it turn around
It Is time to ignite
the light of faith in the divine
light of His love and mercy
through sacrifice of His Only Son
crucified for false heresy
flogged and buried in a dark tomb
by some vile men of lore
light glowing from Christ
risen from the tomb of darkness
to illuminate the path of His shepherds
and guide them to reams of brightness
light that dispels
the dullness of dark despair
to infuse trust and aspirations
inspire confidence
illuminate our path
our journey in life
light that cleanses the human heart
from the filth of sour hate and pride
ushers in joy to one and all
and disperses darkish clouds away
light of the hope of redemption
of man from evils and his sin
to the end goal of salvation
trough renewal of human soul
light of a distant dream
of peace and unity
of justice and liberty
of inclusion and fraternity
until eternity.
3/9/17
Many may doubt you
And think they really know about you
Continually trying to clown you
Because they want to drown you
Getting frustrated when they don't know how to
Outdo
What becomes now new
Eventually is considered old, and either scarce or commonly seen around you
Within the presence of what many consider godly, they bow to
As matter accumulates and disperses all around you
Years in the dark, until there is an essential newfound clue
Undisputable, way down to
The root of it all, something so foul but true
Seen across more than a town or few
And in and out of a house or two
Crowds surrounded soon
So many wanted the fame, money and a crown of jewels
Amidst when another drought had loomed
In a stream where rainbow trout grew
There was several hundred sprouts in view
As stormy clouds drew
Had much more than a stout or two
Wound up on the couch and snoozed
Woke up thankful, resumed progress and was proud to
By: Dalton Ogletree
VIDEO/AUDIO now on YouTube
Whatever Weekend
Being humble common pathways ere,
I ought traveled nearby that lea,
Past the margin of my home there,
Where the daffodils fickle sprightly,
As I shared the natural trail lead,
General impressions befall o'er sunlit,
E'er lighthearted to the bird's melodies,
I travailed the character of it,
Simple yet well organized,
Amongst the laughter, ere rumored whisper,
Neath a yellow sky, midst squinting eyes,
Masses traverse and heed a rise to prosper,
Yonder the verdant meadow rest,
Spreads of marigolds and violet folds,
Concerts of pleasantries and greets confess,
A myriad of countless told's,
Ere me, couples digress,
In accompany of solitude,
Tis a time out that be abreast,
A sea of people floats a multitude,
Be it so accordingly,
As time drifts in emptied homes,
Consequently, there is aplenty,
As crowds trends above the loams,
A tad of clouds sparse the sky,
Disperses a legion directly afoot,
The grassland, not shade as far one espy,
Groups forward motion advances e'er square foot,
Gleaming sunrays whips into action,
Clouds impart a rainbow into the landscape,
As they convert into a diminutive and fade into a fraction,
And a colorful fancy fulfills a dreamscape,
The call of an afternoon squanders the present,
As Sun of a constant drops e'er so slightly,
Fingered flip-flops drape backsides, marks a day well-spent,
Chorale of winged birds past a flung open door, gradually,
As dusk crowned heaven undresses the night,
And a sequined of stars sparkle a whirling, whereat,
Slumberous thoughts transpire while well-kept dreams ignite,
Midnight's slide into a twilight that trips into dawn's golden chariot.
2020 February 22
*3rd Place*
STRAND SELECT Y ,any form ,any theme
~~Brian Strand
The sun has the form of a golden dream
the moon has the form of celestial love,
the rain and the wind winter
the solar heat, relieving....
The sun and the summer breeze
in the jovial mornings...
spring flowers and fruits
the wonderful life....
autumn observes everything
and live this party with
delicate cold...and the strong wind
disperses clouds and
paints the immensity in the sky....
sublime natural show
In this immense universe...!
Trailing clouds of glory do we come
Until by the end we are left dull and glum.
How it all came to this
We are responsible
For being so remiss
The magic of our early moments
Emblazoned in our minds
Fades and disperses with every pressure
Our world brings to bear upon our pleasure
Exams, bills, targets, workday worries
blunt our perceptions
And drive them undergound
Occasionally to spark alive in a dream state
Eluding our grasp
once we come to our senses
Wide awake and once more blind
How to recapture
And to resurrect
That rich inner spirit
Which came with our birth
That should be our aim
Too many earthly concerns
Within our clay
Must take the blame
For that loss of courage
To break free from the constricting frame
Forcing us
To forget the beauties of the day
To play the stultifying economic game
The stifling straitjacket of life
Keeps us playing
A small dog (possibly irish)
fights a dandelion seed as it puffs upward
on a gentle breeze.
Pin sharp teeth snap at near misses.
I am unleashed walking around a park pond
the earth trembles with deep thoughts.
Father Thomas in his long black priestly frock
is riding an electric scooter.
He is smiling at me and nodding as if he knows me.
He doesn't, but I know him,
and I am not sure about the guy.
The sun is rolling out of a bed of clouds,
young mothers are showing up pushing strollers.
The infants toddle as they ride with their eyes closed.
They are dream-walking in their ears.
Five yellow ducklings dibble and dabble on a calm surface
They sound like lost kittens as they call.
An adult Mallard has its head underwater
its bottom tail feathers upended.
The yellow line of ducklings dibble and babble faster
as they converge upon the hope of being found.
Joggers are arriving in packs.
Soon this place will buzz and swarm,
kids will shout out 'mummy, mummy, mummy'
for no reason at all
and then it will all go quiet.
Guest lists will be compiled, reservation booked
for more perambulations, but for now
the throng disperses one by one
each in thoughtful solitude.
I wonder why
this perennial topic of death
does not interest me
Even my own
evokes cold detachment
rather than invoking warm
heated attachment to denial
anger
disappointment
body betrayal.
Death cast in dull shadow
by my fascination with my own mortal
double-boundaried life
Which came from lives
not mine
and returns,
fades
disperses? perhaps,
explodes?
implodes?
re-unmembers
this individuated Ego
Born and reborn
from and of
Earth's eco-centered
co-gravitation with Sun and Moon
light and dual-dark
double negatives equating positives,
regenerate Energy's great democracy
ergodically dynamic
experiential math and con-science
rather than entropically stuck
stale death
From win/win beginnings,
Alpha waves
through death's atomic
whole ego-embodied system
leftbrain autonomous identity
back through brain systemic holistic individuation
Easing back into this great Climate Sea
of re-emergent win/win becoming,
sacred right mystery and profane left history,
dual-dark enlightenment,
dark images and bright win/win memory
universal-unitarian
future already past interdependent
yang-yintegrity
Energy CoPresent
So much more curious
courageous
dynamic
regenerative
healthy
and interesting
than lack thereof.
We have to have faith and believe that light will always win...
We make a positive difference in the world just by being ourselves...
Our light shines brightly and disperses the darkness...
Light versus darkness
By Michelle Morris
26/06/2020
I am lost in this world of darkness...
I keep on bringing the light and doing my best to raise the vibration of the environment...
But I find that the darkness is always there...
It cannot exist without the light.
It tries to drag me down into the abyss of human suffering over centuries of evil...
It stares at me... Daring me to rise above it all and save humanity by the dazzling light
of my soul...
For I am made from the brilliance of stars...
I am incandescent and disperse the darkness...
I am found in the world of light...
It has taken everything from me to be a constant warrior and fight against
the dark forces...
I am weary now...
My quest may sometimes feel to have been in vain but I have done my best as a Lightworker and never have cause to feel shame...
I am a light...
I will remain a light in this world...
It is and remains my fight...
I am light.
I have conquered darkness...
But remain vigilant and mindful
that it is a constant battle...
Light versus darkness...
The ancient clash of powerful forces...
© Michelle Morris, 2020
I'm struggling to wake up,
rubbing my sensitive eyelids,
I may need more sleep;
awesome is the resplendent
morning dispersing its light,
I perceive it as a sumptuous woman
wearing a green dress as Nature does!
The first thing I do is to whisper
a prayer different in tone and meaning,
my thankfulness to Him transcends a feeling
that reflects an immense appreciation for the precious life
I am living and not projecting emotions felt as trite...
always rendering them profound and equally fair!
The golden gleams of an awakening sun,
crown the tops of the Longleaf pines with diamonds,
not those that wealthy women wear at a ball to be noticed;
these sunbeams rays embellish their branches and make them sparkle
of a great luminescence that even astonishes the raging, fading moon
unwilling to miss the spectacle unfolding with intense images;
the Chirping sparrows have been warbling since the early dawn
and the Orchard orioles parched on spruces are somewhat sad
not have been able to perform and be admired by birdwatchers,
ah, their whistling melodies must wait for silence as they become hostile!