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Chatter
Lost in this familiar void, between reality and thought
There are constant voices, you hear that never speak out
Many thoughts, many questions, both true and oh so wrong
Many emotions misunderstood, perhaps lost in a familiar song
Ramblings of some past deception, justification in your mind
Confusion of what is true, what terrible lies you may find
Reliving a scenario, that you thought were so true
Unaware that this uncertainty, is this truly all in you
This is the dialog we have, so deep inside all our own minds
This is chatter that we all have, many thoughts of many kinds
A constant chatter, so hard to control, so hard to shut down
In our nightmares and dreams they sometimes may be found
Your chatter is your minds song, it sings its song for only you
This chatter is your reverberating thoughts, old and so new
An internal conversation, for one and only you are the guest
Seeking answers to many questions, though lost in many quests
May you find ways to still this constant battle within your mind
Try to be in a state of calmness and contentment that redefine
And still your mind with meditation and calming deep breaths
Guardian angels may appear, within your subconscious depths
February 4th, 1999 - two hundred
and fifty two months ago
Shana Aubrey Harris officially completed,
now ranks among status quo
lawfully, legally, legitimately in toto
twenty one orbitz around the sun - whoa!
Chronological benchmark ye did attain
plus major purchase of second automobile
(2002 Subaru Impreza) skill ye did gain
curious if family/friends helped ye maintain
being calm, cool, and collected -
quite a taxing acquisition, one need be sane.
Said significant decision
perhaps makes heart skip a beat,
but analogously, and literally
puts ye in driver seat
tending to maintenance
of vehicle sweet
figurative taste of liberation,
while familiarizing feet
to become acclimated
accelerating at velocity
with precious fleet,
obeying Sir Isaac Newton's
first law of motion.
More important gently
and timely to apply brake
lest police siren wails
finding ye to quake
thus requiring thee
to summon nerves of steel,
cuz friendly police thirst
he/she doth slake
issuing moving violation
scenario haint no nightmare
unless fatal accident occurs,
whereby family and friends attend wake
mourning beloved daughter
forever ruing grievous
loss for Pete's sake.
Even after time tested practice
acquiring consummate skill
experiencing diverse situations
manning steering wheel will
unexpectedly introduce during
different seasons frightful scenarios
analogous to getting
spooked by ghostly chill
ye must Carrie on as
the shining defensive driver
setting sterling pride to self
giving ego uber lyft till
ye get over the hill
much quicker than Jack and Jill.
PANDORAS BOX
To have the power of the gods doesn’t mean you should play God
Some things are better left the way they are; don’t wake the sleeping dog
He wanted a body evidence and dug into a murder case that murdered him
The Judge said that the case should have been left to be since the chances are slim.
The day incessantly keeps creeping into the night
The creatures of the night are tired of having surprise daylight
This is halting their business; they sought on a planned surprise attack
The day ignorantly creeped in as usual; darkness swallowed its light like a shark.
Blood is thicker than water
The ingrate bastard thought knowing his biological father could make life better
He persistently sought to know that he disregarded his ever known father
Could life be so horror? The man whose daughter he raped is his biological father.
Some things are better left undone than ever done
Man feels that concerning himself with what concerns him is never enough
He got too busy with another man’s matter; enough got more than enough
He opened the Pandora’s Box; it was far too late to blame himself for attempting.
Lordvip
October, 2013.
Bountiful starlight reverbs with echoes
that fade but hold a bit of that drumfire.
Raising that whimsical smile even higher,
electric shadows cast a glow on your toes.
A sound you can’t place in the real world,
music that was bestowed from the Fey.
You wake and long to be whisked away
on a comet’s tail both pearled and curled.
High dollar melody delicately bouncing
like a wrist wrapped in celestial jewelry.
With a gaze at the sky’s rippling gallery,
three coin tossed wishes and counting.
Diamonds are on a roll hard as a rock,
playing your high hopes with sure strokes.
As if you really need any kind of a coax,
forever a girl in love with sidewalk chalk.
CAST A LONG SHADOW
Moonbeam to cast a long shadow of us,
as we hugged and turned to single figure.
To make love, two lovers were too eager.
On ebon night stars sparkling on sky canvas.
A long shadow of us, Moonbeam to cast
Maroon Moon winks peeping through drifting cloud.
Neither storm nor thunder bolt was allowed.
Emotion to exult, dream to run fast.
We are loitering on quiet seashore
Two charmed hearts bubbled in amorous flow.
Dark shadow to follow: Bright Moon to glow.
Vibrant waves thrashing on beach in galore.
Faced Moon, shadow at back, oblivious.
Hand in hand, eyes to eyes, lovers are thrilled.
Quivering lips pressed with deep kiss: Love was sealed.
Moonbeam to cast a long shadow of us.
09/24/19
Fourth Place
Title Chosen 'A. Cast A Long Shadow'
'To Pick A Title Vol 9 Enclosed Rhyme.' Contest by Edward Ibeh
Third Place
'STRAND CHOICE J' Contest by Brian Strand
Do you like my
heavenly thighs?
Wrapped around you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly cries?
Falling apon you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly whys?
Asking about you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly eyes?
Looking into you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly highs?
Elated above you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly skies?
Parting under you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly supplies?
Gifted through you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly lullabies?
Singing about you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly lies?
Whispers beyond you
giving me truth
Do you like my
heavenly goodbyes?
Waving behind you
giving me truth
YOU
You are the rising sun that begins my day
You are the setting sun that ends my day
And between the two
I have you
For this makes a happy heart
And you the biggest part
I have done right and I have done wrong on this journey long
You have always been there and always strong
Many a time I have had a doubt
And did not know what it was all about
I searched deep within me
You came by my side and made me see
I carry a burden of fear
Some far and some near
You hold your head up high
And don’t ask why
I am a fallen leaf
Without any belief
You are the sturdy tree
To which I return to be
I awaken to you – the rising sun
To begin my day
To be with you
There with you – the setting sun
the struggle within
seems never ending
ego urges spiralling
addictive hypnotic spin
encased in mind body
we identify with its desires
gluey attachments mire
attention in thoughts shoddy
there are two contestants
left hand corner lust brothel
right hand stands love temple
referee free will innocent
no excuse as we choose
resonation with any vibration
perilous is ego association
for both gander and goose
when we get to this knowing
domain external ephemeral
internal joy of heart eternal
we feel love within blossoming
there is no shame in indulgence
earth life is a hard school
teething children tend to drool
in time we align with conscience
over time the false falls away
we rest in the void of silence
divine entwined in bliss parlance
our attention ceasing to sway
15-February-2021
Where lilacs bloomed, I spied a brown-haired child.
She, riveted by what was in her book,
did not see me! She wore a wistful look.
I guessed her to be somewhat shy and mild.
The girl at last looked up and showed surprise
to see me standing there to study her.
What happened after that is now a blur,
but I recall she had my same light eyes.
Where lilacs bloomed, I’d sat against that tree
while reading. Was I then inside a dream?
A woman startled me. Why does it seem
the woman who appeared that day was me?
Sept. 15, 2018
for Dear Heart's Enclosed Rhyme - September, 2018 Poetry Contest
The Wise Man
Ever seeking the answers of the universe
To a myriad of baffling, unsolved theories
Delving deeper, within thoughts so diverse
Exploring all the mystifying profound queries
He sits alone immersed in his inner tranquility
Within an aura of peace surrounding him whole
Understanding many wonderful things a possibility
In this realm, peaceful serenity his ultimate goal
In his humble abode, a life of solitude
No need for possessions of any kind
Simplistic of things he shows gratitude
Within a peaceful clarity of mind
Many seek out this humble wise man
To ask many puzzling queries of time
And from whence all life once began
Seeking answers in his wisdom sublime
The answers you seek, seemingly strange
To believe can be found in the simplest word
Perhaps a life changing event will rearrange
With an understanding of what is being inferred
He quietly exclaims “Behold your answers lie within,
deepest inward you must look into your mortal soul,
cast off your burdens that endow such chagrin,
allow none other than peace, willingly take control “