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Understanding your own culture
Formulates respect of other people's culture
Are you hearing me
In order to understand other people's culture
You must understand yours first
The peacefulness of your soul
Achieves the impossible
Be ground in your belief
The Understanding of your dreams
Creates a platform of performance
The world is yours to explore
The uniqueness of the mind set
Constructs future achievements
Landmark has been written
In your name
Undermining someone's culture
Is like undermining yours
Where as imperfections are there
That is God's creation
Who are you to judge
Theory of distinguished alpha
Elements of sentences that intertwine
Philosophy of emotion
Antecedent through expressions
Conviction of confess
Formulates a test
Introduction into Poetry
Talking Poet in documentation
Creations of sentry
What the mind thinks comes out in words
Open words with the destination being the reader
What the reader sees is sensation
Inner thoughts and inner dreams
It is what Poetry seems
Impact and embrace of empowerment of what the Poet feels
Writing is always a Poet assignment
Commitment to fulfill
Courage to assemble
Contributes to enable
Professor Poe, a true leader in his own words
He suggests, now express to the world, write and be heard.
Blowing a kiss to you as
dissipation
gently overtakes
the rain, leaving
the inner works
of thunderstorms.
Inhaling and Exhaling
Intimacy from
Mother Earth.
Among the palm of ones
hand, the diminutive,
pulchritudinous,
and intellectual
Sunflower
waltzes dauntlessly
about the daystar.
A sight,
hence enthralling,
stimulates and
formulates a
meticulous remembrance,
as one blows a kiss to you.
Dedicated to Doreen Wright
Lines reign rectangular beyond widely
sombre dour density of inhabitants
Living rendered responsible behind wisely
secure doors definitely insure us
Neighbours harbour unfamiliar stories
Measureless textures hold untapped instruction
Sectioned protected fences forbode inquiry
Composite dismissed in driveway's reflection
Stranger to Earth's purposeful cycle
Continuum of plenty and scarcity
Cup overflows with options available
Convenience success declares to be
Money making matrix of tyranny
directs development's doctrine devours
Cataclysmic quick fix erect a thousand
nature inhibiting pattern of houses
Maze Ministers administer complacency
Tempered treacle assertions anethetise
Placated patients injected with necessity
Propel dominance of capitalism's rise
Studious city sews a hem pressed wide
Insidious greed knows a slow demise
Commodities local harvest would provide
Remote industry manoeuvre bulk supplies
Creek dipped reaching tree to residents listens
Combined myriad of incessant insects minuscule
Comical tousles, tasks of a toiling existence
Trials surmounted gain victories incremental
Environmentally in tune communities
easily trade effort borne resources
Trust, patience, guidance received
Compassion's fountain pours importance
Muscle of masses hinge bones as ligaments
Harvesting knowledge of fecundity's longevity
Endurance and learning with strength intersect
Woven contribution formulates society's liberty
Benevolent Altruistic Intentions
Benefactors of benevolence breaching the veils of kindness
Abstractions of reverence reaching out beyond the spiritual blindness
Retractors of inference screeching shouts about the mindlessness
Transactors of temperance teaching about the silence
Omnipresent supernatural beings beyond comprehension
Fluorescent lighting and scenes that defy logical convention
Incandescent dreams that inspire surrealist intervention
Convalescent screams reaching out for a new medical invention
Altruistic inclinations from the over proceeded few
Alchemistic infiltrations that convert the antiquated to the brand new
Dualistic invocations that double the meaning of a small few
Narcissistic invitations that seclude the virtue from the slew
Algorithmic combinations that segregate and manufacture
Journalistic imitations that propagate too much conjecture
Synergistic configurations that ameliorate scientific fractures
Shamanistic invocations that conjure up dream like enrapture
Abrasive reprehension that formulates a tear in my eye
Persuasive notes of tension that gather around one about to die
Invasive comprehension as complexities begin to rise
Persuasive genuflection that initiates the urge to cry
The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz 2025
My screams are void
Throughout the circulation of this solid room
Distracted by the solemn night
Interrupted by blurred groans
Sincere in its integrity
Drums are beating,
eating away the deserted sanctuary
Echoes of cruel sounds mix together
as the wind formulates around an unavoidable night
Silent wars has awaken from its casket
Rising up to kidnap the faithful and discernment building up in the household
Kidnapping the love
Throwing away sincere awareness
I finally could utter a few questions to you...
Tell me...who wins?
Who has gone astray...missing forever?
I finally will tell you the distinguished truth
Frankly, my dear friend,
No one knows in silent wars
I never wanted to get married
But I always knew that
If ever I where to
It will be him, him only
Not the one to look at
But he owned my heart
How could that be
Is it the smile that he offers to present
Is it the voice that he performs to be
That is the love that is captured
Is it the character that he formulates
Is it the performance that he displays
That is the love that is absorbed
Is it the love that he gives to other people
Is it the love that I have not received from him
That is the reality of love
Future in the making
I have never wanted to be burden
But always knew that I am very independent woman
If ever I were to get married to him
It will be coming together of two different individuals
Not to work together as such
But to form a union of endless possibilities
While keeping their individualism intact
She laughs more than she cries
That does not mean she is not in pain
As integrity blends with elegance
Her flexible movements shows a path
It just her morals
She is determined more than she is weak
That does not mean she is not tired
As honour commits to trust
Her intellectual mind formulates a way forward
It just her values
She loves more than she hates
That does not mean she is naive
As thoughts are aligned with feelings
Her love grows deeper
It just her merciful self
She understands more than she complicates
That does not mean she is a fool
As imperfections are being acknowledged
Her acceptance leads to freedom
It just who she is
End of Days
By Edmund Siejka
Pondering the value of life
He formulates a riddle
What is better than God?
Poor people have it
Rich people don’t have it
And if you eat it you will die?
The answer to his riddle is: Nothing.
Looking up
He notices a pale, glowing light
Clouds reverberating with music
Feeling movement
Chest about to explode
He is lifted above the turbulence
Faster and faster he travels
Across a gray pallid sky.
Reciting a prayer
The old words reassure him
He who never prayed before
Peering through a tiny clearing in the clouds
He is struck by the enormity of what lies below
Of what he is leaving behind
He feels himself giving way
His body changing
In shape and size
Feeling a calmness to the very end
Uncertain of what is to come
He now realizes
That his crowded little life
Is coming to an end
And the only thing he can think of
Are the stories his mother
Told him
Stories of how people always triumphed over evil
And the endings were always good.
Turning off the light
She would lean over him
Gently kissing him
On his forehead
As he lay still
Not moving
Not afraid
Sleeping the long sleep
Of an innocent babe.
Tumblewalker
Banked off the steady mountains, pushed on by memory
Through swollen gorges flushed with raging waters
Gathered by ancient storms without a warning
Pounding past the sandy rocks
Crashed through dams along the flooding path
As he held on to timber logs along the way
Then swept off by winds like prestidigitation
From disappearing south lands with conjured dice in hand
Tumblewalker rolled into Last Chance town to formulate a plan
Quick digits formed their sleight of hand
While Tumblewalker formulates a plan of action
Once he lands on land
He suddenly appeared in front of children pirate like
Seemingly from nowhere in sight
He scared them when he arrived
A black patch covered a missing eye
The other clouded, milky white, piercing, with limited sight
He grants the young ones wishes on the spot to settle them
Magic to be perfected and performed above the storm
He rolls one die. A one comes up. A snake eye
An omen more visible than not
This made the children fear a lot
He carried ancient water in a leather bag
An old wool blanket shrouded in a yellow dust
Covered all his vital parts and things he brought
Dice played a major role for his desires and devices
He kissed them twice for luck then vanished in their cast
Tumblewalker rolled out of Last Chance district
Taking his dice and one bad eye
In a singular milky white last lost glance around
On the same south winds now gone from town
Dematerialized, invisible in that instance
As though he never existed
Never seen before, never seen again, as foe or friend
He disappeared
As for the children; who gambled on the chance of magic
Got exactly what they wanted
And what was granted when they first wished it
Tumblewalker vanished as quickly as he had landed
And no one really missed him or his tricks, his dice
His little slice of life