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No parents, no brothers, no sister, no thing,
He’s alone with no place and no home,
Walking along the path to nowhere,
Abandoned to wander and roam,
Longing for the things the other folks say,
To the words of love they each share,
To the sounds of belonging that eludes his whole life,
Leaving him full of despair,
So, he picks himself up, focuses his mind,
Straightens the shoes on his feet,
Then keeps on his walk from one town to the next,
Walking the line on the street,
And he survives on ideas from his heart every day,
He survives with a strike off the flint,
He survives with the poems he recites in his mind,
Leaving a magic footprint.
What if I could create another holiday,
One where it’s full of fun and play?
A magical day, so simple and rewarding,
No grandiose ideas, just enjoying.
Embracing a cup of tea or cocoa,
Prepping the ingredients for adobo.
A day to indulge in quiet ways,
Where we take it slow and simply gaze.
A walk through the park, without a plan,
Feeling the sun or the rain on our hands.
Just Be Day, where time moves at its own pace,
Filling the moments with serenity and grace.
An afternoon nap or sitting outside,
Watching the clouds as they drift and glide.
A leisurely stroll on a sunlit street,
Finding joy in the rhythm of our heartbeat.
Play the piano or strum the fife,
Sharing stories and laughter, savouring life.
Embracing those we hold dear,
And enjoying the beauty of being here.
A chance to savour the quiet of home,
Where your reveries let your mind roam.
Your imagination takes gentle flight,
As you sway on a swing in soft daylight.
Just Be Day, where everything flows as planned,
You are the master of this peaceful band.
Where you cherish the no-clock rule,
No minutes or hours to be a fool.
A day unlike any other in every way,
Where joy comes from the simple, divine play.
Enjoying the caress of the gentle breeze,
For a moment, letting life’s picture freeze.
A day where beginnings and endings blur,
Just Be Day, created for you and yours.
Your heart sings as you walk to the door,
Welcome! Greetings, and so much more.
Your day starts in disheveled chaos:
you shower, skip breakfast, and eat on the run.
Chasing down a crowded bus:
you gulp down a cold coffee,
and follow the herd to work.
You gripe and curse city life:
while, all the while, you love it.
Like a rhythmic heartbeat:
the pulse of the city;
lets you feel you're alive.
And through veiled anonymity
in the shadows, you enjoy peace of mind.
And modern amenities;
make city strife all worthwhile.
Here, one can dine on chef-inspired cuisine
or choose to eat at a fast-food joint.
Each rung higher up success's ladder,
brings your dreams one step closer to fulfillment.
Opportunity seldom
ventures far from the city:
that's why you choose to stay
despite fighting the traffic every day.
Your love is always embracing me
With a gentle whisper of acceptance
With you, I know that grace is real
I can always feel your kindness reflected
In the way the sun rises over the mountains
Restoring my joy with its lemony kisses
Your light is forever welcoming me
Into a hope filled conversation, a talk
With laughter echoing like a dream
Raining wonder through the hereafter
Silencing all the worry, doubt and dread
With sunny smiles and quiet compassion
Your love is eternally holding my spirit
In a miracle of intimacy, a willingness to give
Encouragement and promises of blessings
Starry skies and seas of tenderness, soft
And easy sighs that remind me why I delight
In the glow of your endless affections
Your light is ceaselessly charming me
With warmth, enthusiasm and eagerness
Securing my dreams inside where I know
Your wonderful streams of joy will flow
Never ending, always giving the sweetness
Fragrant as the blushing rose we so enjoy
Your love is endlessly alive like the fires
Stirring up miracles on the inside of my soul
Where I am sure I know the grace and mercy
The limitless peace that comes from your breath
Soothing my anxiety, healing all my hurt
Reassuring my heart that with you, I know hope
Your light survives the night, radiating the wonder
So alive, thriving, deciding to give each heart
A part of your joy, your grace, your amazing love
Dancing like the praise that comes from the one
Who knows that You are the solution to every doubt
You make a way where no way can be found
Your love caresses my spirit with a soft answer
To the prayers I pray – requesting your acceptance
Yearning for your reply, response, satisfaction
Brought to the soul who knows that You are
The way to fulfillment, sincerity and serenity
The way to a life full of hope, faith and love!
With this morning prayer… I hope you know I care
More than words will ever describe…
With a heart where You will forever reside!
Unrolling aroma around,
blooms the marvel of peru;
Yellow and dark peach are their hues
and the red hearts inside never fail to
amuse.
Kopsias the pink beauties,
Ixoras the colourful cuties,
Pin wheels the white queens
Every one happily waves and grins
When the summer sun is about to set
when blowing breeze wipes out sweats,
swinging on the contorted branches, koels sing
melodious harmony to the garden they bring
Rising crescent moon,
roosting birds' tunes,
redolent night flowers,
are tuneful treat to eyes, nose and ears
These are my evening bliss,
which I never want to miss
I first saw him -the blonde Adonis - at church camp when I was but 14.
In the group ahead of mine, he turned around and our eyes magically locked.
I felt so sure he liked me. That’s how I recall it anyway, but it was not meant to be,
for shortly thereafter, another boy approached me, cute and sweet,
and he and I fast became an “item.” However, I kept searching every day
for just one sight of the blonde Adonis, whose image still lingered in my mind.
Later, I saw my new boyfriend from church camp at monthly regional youth activities,
where I’d also see the blonde Adonis, who sometimes eyed me, but spoke not a word.
After a time, my long-distance boyfriend and I called it quits,
but I never stopped yearning to know the boy who I’d seen first that summer day -
the blonde Adonis who I was later to learn was one of ten charming siblings,
all beautiful children of a couple highly respected in our church community.
Tall, blue eyed, confident, popular, talented, smart and athletic,
the blonde Adonis was a young man destined for greatness!
Ever hopeful, I kept going to the regional activities, thinking “this will be the day!”
Always I’d watch him, wishing I was the girl slow dancing in his arms.
He was the most fascinating person I would never get to know,
and his thoughts about me (if he ever had any) I could never even guess.
I felt so sure he liked me when our eyes locked like magic that first time. . . .
At least that’s the way I recall it.
For The Most Fascinating Person I Never Knew Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish
*For the Cutie's Identity, See "About this Poem"
Sing to me that song again
That builds a castle in the sky
Where everything is shining
There are no tears to cry
Glistening waterfalls,
Golden rocks in the walls
Soft colorful carpets
Match stained glass windows
With balconies outside
To see the landscape below
Sing to me that song again
That builds a castle in the sky
With beautiful spiral staircases
A white baby grand piano
Playing this soft lullaby
Where there is no pain at all
Nothing but love fills every room
Fresh fruit shines on the counter
Tiled floor looks like the sea
The sweet scent of roses in the air
Please sing this lullaby to me
So I can close my eyes to calmly rest
On top of floating cushions in a dream
Of this magnificent castle in the sky
Heidi Sands
*Placed 8th in Contest: Building Castles in the sky
your eyes, black diamonds as dark and potent as your soul
your skin, the color of your sandstone mesas
your hair, a sacred silky, shiny, black mane
stranded with blue lapis, white shell, and red corral
Navajo princess with your big burning heart
full of Native sorrow
generation after generation
of poverty, degradation and shame,
opportunity stolen before your ancestors were born
your reservation a waste of stray dogs, alcoholism and dirty water
you
are the most beautiful woman I know
beauty far deeper than your warm terracotta skin
I fall into the abysmal depth of your eyes
into such strong medicine
that in conquering you, I am conquered like Custer's last stand
and lowered a realm or two
...a holy healing realm
or two
where I see
all that lies before and after
you
you are your beautiful people, you are your wasted land and all its shame
you are
your eyes
when I gaze into the glittering dark realm above
your eyes are all I see
"the brain is wider than the sky" said Emily *
but the windows of your soul
contain the whole multitude of universes
inhabited by every bit of joy and sorrow
dark-souled
Navajo
princess
you are more, more than all of them
so much more than this world
the drums are drumming a sacred beat
and Dancing Bear moves the spirit world
the bells your feet ring
and the feathers your limbs flutter
tell the greatest of the great spirits
about this hell on earth
make the sky listen, make the wind obey
make the way even
there is no time (and never was)
for anyone to escape these words
It falls and rises again
again and again and again
dark-souled
Navajo
princess
knows
The silken sheet of falling darkness spreads silently
from the down-turned cauldron of deep emptiness,
shaping the seamless sky in the descending dusk,
shrinking to condense into film of gossamer night.
The woven tapestry of black blanket stretches slowly
from the edge of the horizon flushed by twilight gleam,
fading away with the flotilla of cloud to the far skyline,
from where fluid silver flows in the diaphanous night.
The sound of silence echoes sonorously in the night sky,
the sleeping stars wake up one by one to shine bright
on the bejeweled crown, the sparkling dome adorns,
moonshine makes dream of you for me in amorous night.
In every stardust sprinkled night I wait awake fervently
for you to emerge out of my dream like a beautiful angel,
and walk through the craving corridor of my yearning,
as I am mesmerized by the allure of the beautiful night.
______________
January 31, 2023
Theme chosen : Beautiful
Contest : Writing Challenge- B Word
Sponsored by : Constance La France
Waiting for you
Been a long long time since I saw you
and it's been so hard for me
but in the cold dark night
I can dream of you,
and it's like you're here with me.
Bridge
Oh the nights can be so lonely
a painful misery
won't you come back to me?
I try so hard not to think of you
and the distance in between
and in the cold dark night
I imagine you
are with me once again.
Bridge
Oh the nights can be so lonely
a painful misery
won't you come back to me?
Chorus
Waiting, waiting for you
to come home and breathe life into me
I'm alone here trapped in a memory
only your love can set me free
When will my dreams become reality?
I'm still here waiting...
Every day feels like a year
I need you now, I need you here
won't you come rescue me?
Chorus
Waiting, waiting for you
to come home and breathe life into me
I'm alone here trapped in a memory
only your love can set me free
The wait seems like an eternity
at least it does to me
but in the cold dark night
I can dream of you
it's like you're here with me
Bridge
Oh the nights can be so lonely
a painful misery
won't you come back to me?
Chorus
Waiting, waiting for you
to come home and breathe life into me
I'm alone here trapped in a memory
only your love can set me free
John Derek Hamilton
April 11,2017