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In twilight's glow, where words softly weave,
Two hearts entwined beneath the silver moon,
With every glance, the world begins to leave,
As time stands still, and love’s sweet song is strewn.
The gentle brush of hands, a spark ignites,
In laughter shared, the universe aligns,
With every breath, the heart takes flight,
In tender moments, destiny entwines.
Through storms and trials, love's light will endure,
A flame that warms the coldest, darkest night,
In every challenge, we shall find a cure,
For love, my dear, makes everything feel right.
So let us dance beneath the stars above,
In every heartbeat, know this truth: we love.
Little upstart, young showboat
Lots of bluster full of gloat,
Been there minutes, thinks he knows,
Blind ambition and it shows.
They say he's bright and tough to boot,
Compared to me, now that's a hoot,
What's Yale and Harvard, simply names,
The constant ones he repeatedly proclaims.
As to the Navy, are we to be impressed,
He only served so he'd be thought best dressed;
The lawyer bit, now that brings on a shiver,
The very thought entwines my liver.
Now as to his wife,
I will admit she's rather nice,
But then let's pause to look at mine,
And tell me if she doesn't her outshine.
So there's no doubt whichever way you cut it,
I Trump this kid with character and wit,
He may be smart, but I'm the stable Genius,
Him all hot air, with me my smarts are intravenous.
As I ponder how I should react,
Knowing I’m the very best at tact,
I thought I'd stick to what I do so well,
While he drones on, I'll just my winning vision sell.
America needs me, not some kid wet behind the ears,
Whose monotone delivery brings us all to sleepy tears,
With me you get that vibrant lively spark
The choice quite clear, a Guppy or a Shark?
When single pointed is our attention
Observing flow of divine magnetism
In timeless time, bliss currents gain traction
As soma flows within mind-body prism
Childlike pure heart and receptive spirit
Celebrates dance of dynamic stillness
Our heart’s burning yearning, resolve and grit
Entwines consciousness with the That oneness
When head and heart meld, inner conflict ends
Erst ego spawned fears and desires are shorn
Vaporised presence, to will of God bends
The false falls away, we become twice born
This beauteous journey without movement
Reveals soul, blissful and luminescent
27-March-2022
The - Rubaiyat of “ Lenore “ LOVE
In a distant time of memories, swimming in a deep blue sea
Floating with the clouds above , disguised as azure tapestry
Forest eyes, gleaming in the evergreens, soothes the leaf of oak
Gone; not Forgotten, my heart Forever yearning : entwines with she
To live the life of Heaven, You hug the Trinity : Forever You Live
Waiting for the eons of Eternity when I gather all the Love you have to give
Forest eyes, gleaming in the evergreens, whispered words unspoken
Seeing the Light, Feeling the Glory : yet Love’s blood; drips through a sieve
One drop at a time , Cleansing the Soul ; reunite the true Hearts of LOVE
Together again for a moment in the serenity of time which flies as a pure white Dove
The Sunset smell of YOUR Auburn hair, the Chinese silk of YOUR skin
Embedded in the bands of a Watch called : ‘ Eternity “ Never ending LOVE
Embracing YOU Lenore, is like touching the hem of the Universe
To gaze upon such “Elegant Beauty” ; Love creates an unquenchable Thirst
As I watch YOU : Waltzing across the Horizon : Climbing the Stars to Heaven
The Comet , Blushes : Red as Roses ; Nova dims : Cries : “ Why were You First “
Remembrance of our Youth ; “ Exuberant LOVE “ Prevails upon my Mind
Your long Auburn Hair, tickles my Soul; In my HEART : Your Forever I Find
And I Dream of the Forest : as YOU Illuminate it with YOUR “Emerald green Eyes”
The Fern breathes Life; the leaves ENTWINE with Love Always : to which I am Blind
Gaze upon Lenore and Your Heart does not skip a beat : You are not in Love, as I
A kiss upon Her “ rose Lips “ a kiss of Eternity” a Kiss I may never know until I Die
The encore that the Heart beats for, is the Overture of a Life Budding in GOD’S Grace
Lenore : with all of Heaven’s Love Surrounding YOU each Day "an Image in my EYE"
Inspired by the Contest “ Hey, Mr. Editor “ Sponsored by “John Heck”
First 3 Stanzas Written on Feb. 27, 2011 ; Second 3 stanzas Written Mar. 2 2011 ~ More to come ~ Dedicated in Loving Memory of My Wife " LENORE "
Honorable Mention
He was quiet, and so very shy
His Lovely Poetry caught my eye
I felt his Tender Heart flutter for me
I saw his Loving Heart ; Pen POETRY
Beautiful POETRY, and I “The wonder of his words”
My Heart entwines, with his Everlasting LOVE : Endures
Throughout the Eons of Forever I have watched his sadness
My Beloved, Your Eternal Love Always brings my Heart Gladness
You sit beside me, at the Never ending banqueting tables of Heaven
Alas : do not waste Your Love, waiting to be with me in Eden’s Garden
I see in the window of Your Heart, the mirror of Your Soul
The image in Your eyes, You and Barbara Jean, Picnic on a California Knoll
The fond memories of Your breath, caressing my breast, are now Hers
My Spirit smiles at Your happiness Love Her as You do me
My Heart elated to see You Love again , long lost Emotions stir
Barbara Jean , Take care of and Love this “Gentle Man” for all Eternity
Bring Joy to his Life again , and to me satisfaction that He is LOVED again
Inspired by Nathan Dilts’ Contest “ The Opposite Sex”
A majic wand is this pen in my hand
I recreate Your Beauty, Your life: You
Forever, always by my side You stand
My Heartbeat, My Existence, my Love; You
My Poetry draws a picture of You
My Dearest only most beloved, Lenore
My Heart entwines With Yours for Evermore
Lenore - 1971 the wine
I obsess for, the wine I drink and dream
Of You, my moonlitnight; morning sunshine
I wake to You : the warmth of a sunbeam
I hear Your whispers down the mountain stream
I see Your face in the clouds ; silken white
Your green eyes, twinkle and wink, each twilight
LENORE, I Love You witheach breath I take
I carry You in my Heart everyday
The Love we knew (know)eases the Heartache
You are my artistry at work or play
To be with You ALWAYS is all I pray
I live for the day, I shall see Your face
As One with GOD; We Forever Embrace
Inspired By Trudy Diane Rider"s Contest Hopelessly Devoted
A young man , longing for “FOREVER LOVE”
Saw a Dream, walk through the halls of High School
His Heart came to Life, beating for her ,from that day on
His vision ; day or night was only the vision of “LENORE”
Adolescent LOVE, living the Eons of Eternity “Evermore”
Always asking the Brilliant Stars, Stars I Always wish upon
Her Face , the Radiance of LOVE, Entwines me in the Joy of Yule
A Young man , longing for “FOREVER LOVE”
To Be Continued : With LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER
YOUR Liege , Harry ( HG )
Dedicated To “ My Heart, My Life, My LOVE, My WIFE
L E N O R E
A poet lord can't stand a poet lord
My belle can't always feed on muse
In the chase of wanting many an award
Allowing her snub kitchen for writing excuse
Going most days feeding on junk
A poet lord can't stand communication
My mouth is shut down to set up my mind
Though no time for pleasing fornication
Cos artistic altar's oath entwines lines signed
That all day long, each heartily lives a good drunk
Poets at a turn in time, each would become a nanny
Taking up the children's care with pity
Except those times, visitation parades granny
Everyone would love doing great going witty
How on earth can we watch our futures' stillness!
Poets are crazy, emotional switch dribbles wit
Hosting love making to seconds notes taking
Build up frame to make none foreseen omit
Really love doing the titles to get table shaking
In its own outstanding research illness
I can't marry a poet, but can have her as a daughter
To make heiress survived from my bleeding pen
And roast on my behalf wrongs I slaughtered
In her own fare having been nurtured in zen
Young lord knows what boost speedily
I can't marry a poet, may be have one a son
Whose morales been a heir would grow wings
And soar to make moon face the sun
On an emotional transparent's keyboard swings
Young bard's twilight inking classical keys greedily
Shadow Waters
The water-bearer leans his urn silently,
pours starlight over forsaken streets
where neon lights flash their final confessions
and shattered promises accumulate like rain.
Here in the reverse trickle of time,
where advancement is lost in its own reflection,
the era turns in, searching for explanations
in dregs of what we believed we'd gained.
Electric prophets air hollow gospels
while the crowds scroll through ghost lives,
each contact another strand that entwines us
to this tapestry of lovely despair.
The constellation turns above, unchanging
those very stars that once held out liberty
now witness us tumble into the labyrinth
we built from our own radiant ideals.
In tower suites and lower-level clubs,
the children of the future sell their souls
to algorithms who recognize their secret names
and dole them out in morsels, afterwards.
Yet, still, the water flows, unceasing,
carrying seeds of something not yet born
perhaps redemption sleeps in darkness
of this shattered, brilliant age.
The carrier's face away from us,
sloshing the future drop by drop
while we stand dry in the flood,
suffocating in our own lighted shadows.
At the edge of the world, where time entwines with our wandering thoughts,
Man, with a soul full of desires, tries to tame eternity,
Yet every step toward immortality is a step away from the light of flowing moments,
For life and death are two sides of the same coin, woven from the same thread of destiny.
We are born from one mystery and return to another, like a river unaware of its source,
And yet, in our desire to stop the flow, we defy the currents that guide us,
Embracing the illusion of eternity without truly understanding the present moment,
Thus denying the fleeting beauty of each sunrise bearing within it the seed of sunset.
Our souls, struggling between desires and fears, beginnings and endings,
Lose themselves in the search for a meaning to soothe their turmoil, but we forget that the meaning is the journey itself,
For every heartbeat is a song echoing in the silence of the universe,
And every breath is a testament to a dance between light and shadow, between love and forgetfulness.
In our attempt to conquer death, we have distanced ourselves from life, from the moments given to us,
But perhaps in accepting the ephemeral, in embracing the end, we paradoxically find immortality,
For only when we let the waves carry us without breaking them,
Can we dance with silence and truly understand the secret music of existence.