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In realms of dreams, where magic is born in the late evening hour,
A hidden paradise in whispers and in the descending moonlight's power.
Beautiful settings, love like an old perfume, beyond description,
Amber eyes burning with vows in the fire of a dream's depiction.
On this earth, seductive and full of love, we lose our senses completely,
Shadows of the past dance with longing, reminding us of love sweetly.
The summer night binds us in sweet kisses and uninterrupted whispers,
How many memories hide in words, how many unseen longings it whispers.
We lose ourselves in time, carried by the wind singing eternity's song,
The enchanted soul flies like a bird seeking freedom all along.
Sweet smiles on corners of dreams, painted in rainbow hues that last,
The sweet torment remains forever, like an echo of unending longing from the past.
Night of dreams, lost paradise, sweet love that envelops us with ease,
We, lost and dreaming, with hearts full of immortal longing to seize.
"See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing
has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land."
Song of Songs 2:11-12
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All of nature is coming back to life,
baby birds squeak and flowers are blooming;
we have no more worries of winters knife,
the tulips and violets are bloomin'.
With gentle breezes the Lord sends his breath,
he smiles and his bright sun reaches our earth;
trees in hues where once they were bare as death,
a mother rabbit has just given birth.
Bees buzzing, robins, hummers' and blue skies,
the Lords has painted this earth with his brush;
slowly, dripping paint on the butterflies,
next he paints the flowers vibrant and lush.
Open the windows and go for a walk;
wander a path and find a pretty rock !
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February 24, 2021 - Reprint, April 20, 2021
Poetry/Sonnet/The Lord's Breath
Copyright Protected, ID 04-1348-301-20 Reprint
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Submitted into the contest,
Your Best Sonnet This Year so Far
sponsor, John Hamilton, Judged 04/23/2021
Third Place
while luxuriating in the boughs aching
to imbibe solar raiment golden this summer like
february twenty first two thousand and eighteen
when old man took a mandatory brake
from mister sun spilling forth
unseasonably balmy temperatures
equated from this human drake
swallow wing hard taking
respite delighting, holistically
lolling (nar gagging) obliviously par
taking paradise magical optical pulsations,
a desperate need to succor dehydration
that found me relinquishing
a coveted reading nook and cranny,
this explanation not "FAKE"
excuse withholding appeasing,
an unrelenting paroxysm
watering parched palette
suck ceded to abend
imagination immersion
linkedin radiant nirvana basking (like a robin)
while feeling spell bound by this warm weather
unseasonably tropic teaser came to an end
drew the analogy how indomitable
joie de vivre kneading love intend
ding, sans partaking draught found wealth
between bounded pages doth mend
moe so than any medication
(akin to placing a wager sparring rivals)
desire for on par,
when body needs replenishment of fluids
thus...deferring self
for healthy pleasant liquid to slake
in an effort to curtail parched mouth
felt as if being scraped
by a lab bot tummy sized rake
thence entire corporeal being
didst shimmy and shake
analogous within mine
so many dozen square feet parameters
thee earth didst quake.
thence upon gulping sweet pineapple juice
(to evade dole drums)
a poem yours truly decided to make.
Fire in the heart of my soul
My third eye opens
As my chakras unfold
My hair takes root in mother earth
Wrapped in a hearse.
6 feet in the dirt.
My spirit goes with the ebb and flow
The fairies lead me to worlds unknown
Where the tides roar.
Letting itself be known.
Where life blossoms,
And foxes run in the snow.
Where only flowers litter the floor
And there's no doors.
Horses run wild and free.
Suddenly I don't care anymore.
I can feel the magic in my pores.
I want to stay in this world.
Look for seashells and pearls.
Dive deep in the sea.
Take me for a whirl.
I want to stay.
Imagine
universal win/win integrity
confluent energy
perfection
Like global peace,
a left brain expression
right mind felt
ideal value
Challenging to not hear now
not win/win feel here;
not smell
or tell,
universally empowering
and unitarian enlightening
To swell across Earth's surface
integral win/win cooperative
healthy democracy imperative
nonviolent communion superlative
Restoring EarthJustice values
that most natural/spiritual species
nondualistically perfect
indigenous-to-living Earth
shaping cooperative shares.
Synergetic integrity
of universal win/win relationships,
like EarthPeace ideals
may be impossible
to competitive left brain either/or
reductively achieve
without inductively felt
memory,
But,
regenerative Earth can healthily
and wealthily
and wisely cultivate
a woke rewoven
peaceful
integral
bilateral identity
wonderful win
As inside images seek
to promote right mind heard
and then left brain seen,
right mind felt
and then left brain touched,
right mind smelled
and then left brain tasted,
devoured,
absorbed,
integrally savored
swollen peace
on Earth
Justice within each reformed
AnthroSupremacist
re-educated
empowered
and enlightened
win/win revolutionary
So vastly more
than merely
barely win/lose
tentatively non-degenerative
lose/lose.
Yahweh selects the weak; wasn't he, yet, strong like iron?
Like a daylily, he exposed himself before the Lord.
His flesh was weak; didn't he, yet, fight wars like a lion?
He, as a poet, proved his word was sharper than his sword.
Which poem on earth could be greater than the smallest psalm?
We try to add notations to his great composition.
His failures, to his very self and others, did bring harm.
Didn't God Yahweh allow him to face competition?
His mind changed, like his vague vegetable and fruit salads.
His ethics, like the Indian Qutub Minar, stood firm.
His greatness lies in obeying God's will amidst all hazards.
He did, in each of his thoughts, words, and actions, Yaheh's term
Did he fulfil all that was said about him? I don't know.
David went, I see, doing well as far as he could go.
Through the ups and downs, the ins and outs
As life encompasses me
I face trials and hurts, betrayals and doubts
But my heart rejoices in Thee
Though some problems can seem so triumphant
There are times when there's nowhere to flee
But I know that Your Light will always shine through
And my heart does rejoice in Thee
Through tears and pain; through heartaches and fear
Though darkness may be all we see
If Hell itself were to rise up to fight
Still - my heart would rejoice in Thee
For You suffered and bled; You took away our sins
And You did this so we could be free
It was the vision of joy that was set before You
Now my heart rejoices with Thee
For I know in my heart - You will always be there
Whatever the matter may be
Your Love does abound - and It never fails
So my heart will rejoice in Thee
Out of all the sounds in Nature heard
And the kingdoms on Earth that be -
I have heard no sound that is near as sweet
As my heart rejoicing with Thee!
I want to be your cool friend
And the same time your best friend
I want to be your homeboy
Your teddy bear and your play toy
I want to be the only one you will share you bed with
The one you never want to fight with
I want you to be the magnet while am the steel
The only one that will make your heart reel
I want to be the reason why your face smile
The one that will make you laugh from a thousand mile
I want to be the light in your dark
The one that gets to watch your back
I want to be your rainfall and your sunshine
the one to makes sure you are fine
I want to be the liniment for all your pains
The detergent to wipe away your past stains
I want to be the answers to all your prayers
That comfort that will run deep your skin layers
I want to be your sunrise and your sunset
The one to keep you dry and make you wet
I want to be the strength to your weakness
the only source of your earthly happiness
I want to be the reason you want to see tomorrow
The unimaginable joy to all your sorrows
I want to be the medicine for your sickness
The one to manage your romantic business
I want to be the face you want to see in the morning
The one to make your lips move when you are
frowning
I want to be your heaven on earth
One to show you so much love you've never felt
I want you to be my QUEEN while am your KING
The goddess to wear my wedding ring
I want to be your GOOD, BETTER and your BEST
Your end your beginning last and your first
I want to be the tears in your eyes
The one to show you all the truth not the lies
I want to be the peace you will find
That which will give you a rest assured mind
I want to be your darling and sweetheart
The one to mend your broken heart
I want to be your bed and your pillow
Your boy your man and your super hero
Just let me be everything to you
For love is truly built for me and you
Sitting and watching the clouds roll by
scattered across a bright blue sky
picturing how much fun it would be
to walk on a cloud, flying free
Standing atop that white fluffy mist
drifting through heaven, by the sun kissed
or glowing at night by light of the moon
‘neath a million stars unseen at noon
Running and jumping through billows and folds
discovering all of the secrets it holds
floating along like a visible dream
or a giant lofty mountain of cream
And gold and silver have far less worth
than being so high above the Earth
carelessly cruising along the breeze
higher than even the tallest trees
I see where I live as I look down
within my palm I could fit my town
so big down there, but small from up here
my view from the sky so crystal clear
And there’s my mom outside our house
much smaller than a tiny mouse
she calls for me, and I know why
so I jump from the cloud and down through the sky
And in my yard I gently land
when my mother takes me by the hand
into the dining room where waits
the dinner table and the plates
What do I see to my delight?
My mom’s roast beef, that wonderful sight
and mashed potatoes piled high
that bring my mind back to the sky
Atop those clouds where I did play
so magical and so far away
and if I simply close my eyes
I’m on my cloud above the skies
7 April 2024 10:36 PM
The stars are bright high in the sky they watch over the earth through the night.
What they have seen and for how long? No one could adequately write that song.
The history from the begining of time, from the mediocre to the sublime.
The watchers have seen it all, the largest of large, the smallest of small.
I do wonder now and then, what they think of me, if they know my end.
Is my life of interest at all or just a blip not worthy of recall.
I must be worth something good. Father made me and has kept me as a good Father should.
I don't want reward or fortune or fame. I just want someone to remember my name.
To know that I mattered and tried to do well. I tried to tell others of God and of hell.
Folks and angels may not know me at all but my Father... our Father He knows us all.