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In the dance of love, man and woman unite,
Harmony sought, yet shadows invite.
The devil despises when two hearts align,
For wonders emerge when love intertwines.
Fierce battles waged, arguments endure,
Yet within the struggle, a love so pure.
Listen, and the ship sails smoother,
Faster towards dreams, goals to uncover.
Divorce rates soar, a disheartening trend,
Lost in the maze, souls fail to mend.
Reflection abandoned, a crucial quest,
To find oneself, love's ultimate test.
Love, meant to be gentle, an effortless flow,
Boundaries, labels, complicating the show.
In the simplicity, where love should reside,
Embrace the truth, let the heart be your guide.
As the rain hit aganist my window pane
Decided to write one of my pure thought of myself
What passed into and across across my mind !
Where to find oneself one love inside oneself to one.
one flesh to speak the whispered voice of Godly Love.
My soul and what would be written about me so Speak.
A whisper of joy and wonder in the shift of jubilee and happy times thoughts Spirt Speak Remember
God is Love atmosphere Alpha Energies from all angles Alpha he be Omega he be the beginning but also the End the frequencies of a heart beating like a drum
The frequencies of all the love would be God Is Love. Nothing is lost
A feeling of sort on my mind my spirt soul
equations of God Almighty. Son and Holy Ghost windy day time breeze
the flow pedal to the floor of inside soul the inner hurts the sadness
but now none of that exist
Love one joy at least other souls arrives what is soul and one with some one
let this be my comment eveyone or what soulsoul to
thinking fully understanding. When understanding whispers in the still of the night shine day time bright you be you you is you There is just one of you any where now in the space called Planet Earth Hope of the Soul!
God Bless the loves of mind of soul ideas gives birth..
.every nano-second. God Bless Amen Amen Amen.
Now that I have gotten that over with,
Being straightforward as a piss-ant on fire,
Telling you it just is what it is,
That behind all the frizz,
Is a beardless fake whose heraldic bearings
Are the arms of a sickly snake,
And that all this derogatory self-derision is decisively the result
Of a disease smitten assault by a prodigal bug
Whose virility is known to create sterility of poetic taste-
Oh what a waste to find oneself in such a caste,
Outcast in a landless mire of sea,
Where there is no Sea king to lead back to land,
Where seeking leads not to seeing
But only to being the miserly plot written by this poetasters hand-
Now, to repeat, that I have gotten that over with,
I can really try,
Once and for all,
To really get it over with.
Like really really real.
So here it is,
In medias res,
The big ordeal:
Merde! Merde!
J’ai oublié on this very day,
To have taken my ressurectine,
The nectar which this fool requires with some dismay
To not forget his pointless points.
Where is my medicine Edison?
Where is my pill?
How shall I cart this over the hill?
O’sir,
Dear sir,
For in the middle of this rabid petri dish of sheer excitement,
Close to moiety’s shribble,
With voice shrill,
Ready to take aim and avoid all shame,
I was, I was, I was, I swear
Almost there,
But alas,
I am,
Now out of gas,
With nothing more to gain,
A timid loveless swain,
A witless poet with no further words to amass,
A neutered puppy in a jungle,
Without a rumble,
To stumble upon just the right word,
To close off looking less like a turd,
Then this early morning bird,
Preferably one day,
Could theoretically mumble.
Did I mention that between finding Absolute Knowledge,
And miming Absolute Knowledge,
I would like to find myself snuggly ensconced in the arms,
Of not only Winnie the Pooh,
But surely Yogi Berra too?
To find oneself in such yearned for embrace,
no words required, all spoken with one's eyes,
with loved ones, once long lost, now face to face,
joyous eternity where no-one dies.
I know them yet I don't because I see
them with my heart where memories are kept
in times before- age and illness would be
cruel companions of theirs until they slept.
But now they glow in loving warmth and joy
the barriers time made all stripped away
before them stands the man, the youth, the boy
they lead into the light of God's new day.
On top of all this I am grateful that
by His good grace he's let me keep my cat.
Viv Wigley
26th November 2015
For contest 'I went to heaven', sponsor Laura Urbaniak
In my old room,
thinking my old thoughts
that were young once.
When I drowned in the flood
of future possibilities,
and knew I couldn't drink of them all,
but by God I'd throw back all that I could.
And I had more time,
and confidence,
and energy;
fewer failures to dampen my ambitious pride.
And to be sure, there was a pearl of goodness there,
a seed of iron-willed endurance
stoked by the fires of a starving ego.
I knew I was probably intrinsically less intelligent than many -
but I was a dog biting down on a bone.
They'd have to prove it!
What do I regret? Not much ... though I worry.
For I always wished to be cautious with my promises.
But oh how it stings, making easy pledges at the zenith of one's strength,
only to find oneself too weak to keep them.
29 June 2023
In the dance of love, man and woman unite,
Harmony sought, yet shadows invite.
The devil despises when two hearts align,
For wonders emerge when love intertwines.
Fierce battles waged, arguments endure,
Yet within the struggle, a love so pure.
Listen, and the ship sails smoother,
Faster towards dreams, goals to uncover.
Divorce rates soar, a disheartening trend,
Lost in the maze, souls fail to mend.
Reflection abandoned, a crucial quest,
To find oneself, love's ultimate test.
Love, meant to be gentle, an effortless flow,
Boundaries, labels, complicating the show.
In the simplicity, where love should reside,
Embrace the truth, let the heart be your guide.
Window Dressers
Running
different
than reigning
Politicians
shortly
find
Chasing the vote
versus
crossing the moat
Very few
able
— fewer to thrive
**********
Narrative Rewarded
Like weight training
for an athlete
poetry makes you strong
Each word a rep
till failure
to bring your lines along
A verses strength
increases
when flexed the story bold
With narrative
enrichened
— the poetry like gold
************
Venture Forth
My treasure hidden
beyond the waves
the horizon
beckons on
Through pounding surf
and giant seas
a voice
is calling strong
I set my sail
the closest reach
with tiller
in both hands
On faith alone
round jagged reefs
I trust
in who I am
Through longish days
and longer nights
my course
uncharted stays
The mainsail up
the jib reset
one albatross
relays
That fortune comes
but once in life
to those who hear
its call
And venture forth
through unknown winds
into
— the raging squall
***********
Spiritual Chrysalis
Losing oneself
to find oneself
Emptiness cowers
— catharsis begins
********
Devil At The Gate
Loyal
when it suits you
Faithful
when it’s safe
Committed
to the mirrored self
Devil
at the gate
Back turned
to the prophet
Fealty
starts to burn
Treason
left on high display
Shame
— at every turn
********
Poet & Prophet
Today
is all that matters
Memory
your biggest foe
Mining the pathway
to future promise
Excuse and weakness
grow
Time an illusion
a crutch for the weak
To hobble and stumble
in constant retreat
This moment recurring
endemic when willed
the poet and prophet
— forever instilled
*********
Never To Return
If the past is empty inside you
— the future will be lost
*********
Resistance Ignored
The world
quickly bored
at the recital
of misfortune
And most
willingly avoids
the sight
of distress
The path
of resistance
ignored
at its peril
All character
only tempered
when put
— to the test
(The New Room: June, 2026)
In the dance of love, man and woman unite,
Harmony sought, yet shadows invite.
The devil despises when two hearts align,
For wonders emerge when love intertwines.
Fierce battles waged, arguments endure,
Yet within the struggle, a love so pure.
Listen, and the ship sails smoother,
Faster towards dreams, goals to uncover.
Divorce rates soar, a disheartening trend,
Lost in the maze, souls fail to mend.
Reflection abandoned, a crucial quest,
To find oneself, love's ultimate test.
Love, meant to be gentle, an effortless flow,
Boundaries, labels, complicating the show.
In the simplicity, where love should reside,
Embrace the truth, let the heart be your guide.
A single love will touch you with wings of light,
an eternal flame that dances in the depths of your soul,
it comes like a gentle storm, without signs or warnings,
and rewrites your destiny, bringing a longing that knows no bounds.
This love, like a deep and honest river,
melts our heart like wax under the full moon's rays,
humbles us before destiny with humility,
even if we believe ourselves to be titans on this ephemeral earth.
Without this love, life becomes an endless wasteland,
no matter how far we run, everything seems devoid of color,
and even if this love hides in the past,
its memory remains eternal, a wound that does not close.
O, supreme love, that has illuminated our soul with stars,
shown us what it means to lose and to find oneself,
and even if we wish to forget you, to erase you from our soul,
you are there, in every dream, in every echo of our heart.
For you, immortal love, are the dream that guided us,
you are the ray of sunshine that embraced us at dawn,
and even if time will shroud memories in mist,
you will remain eternal, love, in the heart that has lived you.
A struggle getting up today,
often now those days be,
and as I spluttered into life
a thought occurred to me,
it would be nice if human life
ran like desktop computers,
and certainly my better half
has said that it would quite suit her.
On days when one may find oneself
in various sorts of pain
just switch your life off, count to ten
then switch it on again.
Backup all your memories,
download them from your brain
and when you're in your later years
upload them all again.
My systems are compatible
with ones I had before
but I've upgraded my arthritis
it's now version two-point-four.