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What whispering, wandering worries
Wash through your mind at night,
When sleep stays slippery and distant,
And stars strain softly for sight?
Do your thoughts surge and scatter,
Like restless, roaming seas,
A mind in tidal free-fall,
Pulled deep by unseen degrees?
Maybe the moments you managed that day,
Maybe the sentences said,
Like shells and soft shattered memories,
Still shifting inside of your head.
For me, it’s simple and certain,
No secrets, no stormy disguise,
My mind moves moon drawn and drifting
To the girl gently gracing my side.
She is my shore and still water,
My harbour from heavy waves,
Her legs, her laughter, her lips
Are the calm my current craves.
So I turn like a tide toward home,
Let the world wane and withdraw,
Held fast in her warm, waiting arms,
I sink into sleep’s soft shore.
Its too Quiet
the cold has seeped deep
I feel Anxious
has my blood vein freeze,
There are no thoughts that
I could think of,
I visit the same dream
I had left from, and
there is nothing to come back
In this free fall of exquisite.
I don’t know if
it will stop me from ,
reaching a place I look for,
I don’t want the Noise
but I think I am one thing short,
In all the silence
there can be one beat high.
Its too Quiet
Although its not
like I cant hear the Rain Fall,
but strangely it fails to
make my heart drop,
Maybe I have called for resistance.
I Enjoy time
Moments of free smiles
kindling with ones own norms
staying silent when Eyes play
the familiar thoughts,
Did I let it happen
I dwell on persistence
what's with the precipitous change?
The cooking pot
who's aware what's being made,
The guessing game
has been shut for all Scrounging brains.
What shall come
will happen to be a Surprise;
even with all our Eyes laid on
It will keep Fooling
until it Arrives.
The habit of Absence ;
don’t held it tight,
there is an Infinity building;
Once its this Quiet.
I struggle with not forgetting your touch
I struggle with still wanting you so much.
My mind is like a scratched CD
Making it to the point of forgetting
Then skipping back to you and me.
I struggle with not forgetting it felt so right
I struggle with wanting to hold you tight.
My life is like an active whirlpool
Circling, churning, going no where
The hole empty waiting for you to make it full.
I struggle with my thoughts always ending at you
I struggle with a fantasy of hearing you say “I love you too”.
My day is like a roller coaster ride
Hearing your voice making my spirits rise
Then, free fall back to the reality that you’re not by my side.
I struggle
I miss you.
You tossed me about,
You smiled in motion as I broke in pierces,
Did you see what you had?
As you swayed me powerlessly unto the prisons of your heart,
You poisoned my heart with your trickery,
Something that looked like love,
Did you hear my words, did you hear me fumble?
You killed me with your kindness,
Changed your eyes and changed my heart,
Did you see yourself, did you see all of you?
You watched me slowly,
Because you knew when I was to fall,
Could you catch me?
Could I free fall with nobody to catch me?
But you stood before me as close as my skin could breathe your soul,
You smiled in deceit before my downfall,
Could your teeth hide behind your precious lips,
Could your sinewses hold their edges from smiling at my weakness,
You rejoiced from within over my tears,
Once your thumb wiped them in a rainbow shape,
You frowned with sentimental disguise at the drop of my tears,
Why, you embraced me as toddler,
And I never felt the beating of your heart,
Unusual for a sentimental embrace,
But you knew the bridle of my heart was at the rest of your control,
Did you see yourself, did you see yourself when I was an Ireland to your heart,
Your hands are more skillful than the one who deceived you, Oh woman,
At last of my cry, you took out your best sword from within,
Did you see yourself, did you see yourself when it came off through your mouth,
You stabbed me three(3) times at the labyrinth of my heart,
Because you knew that the one(1) chamber of my heart where you planted yourself,
could never die.
MY JOY
I enjoy free fall of frolic fountain
from chasms of rigid mountain.
My joy jumps on little brittle ripples
of river catching showers in dribbles.
My joy soars high with lone eagle in sky.
or spins around fluttering butterfly.
My joy runs with carefree cheerful shepherd
on fluent play of flute with sheep on herd.
My joy chirps with sweet tweet of birds at dawn break.
My joy swims with flock of swift swans at Lake.
My joy sparkles with charismatic charm
in warm glow of glow warms scattered on swarm.
My joy twinkles with blinking stars at night.
My joy swings from No Moon to Fill Moon bright.
My joy speaks with mellifluous voice
of kid giggling funny words on choice.
My joy glistens with dewdrops on glass blades,
hops with grass hopper in sunlight and shade.
My joy feels grateful for this life as gift.
My joy to cross death waiting for next shift.
07/30/22
Joy
Contest by Regina McIntosh
I’m out to reel in the limelight
as I rhyme tight with sublime might,
filling each line each time without decline
as I climb to a blinding height,
a magical skill of a mastermind shining bright
with dynamite scaling up til miniscule and out of sight,
this is a mystical tale of frightless fight to feisty flight.
Before this I lived in the shadows,
born to be worn hopeless like a saddo,
wearing a beard in bed buried in a burrow,
each today, each yesterday and each tomorrow.
I was stuck in a bubble
contaminated by sorrow,
self destructive in trouble
encapsulated and narrow,
under impact I stumbled
collapsed and fell low,
fractured and crumbled
to be an isolated fellow.
I was falling at speeds that feed friction,
ingredients fire needs in ignition,
sparked into a fireball in free fall,
and out darted a need for survival,
these incidents the mind's designed for,
in a spiral my instincts went primal.
I went from deprived of a drive that life should provide,
to the arrival of survive with no thought to thrive.
Admittedly a little bit of me
could see I had an ability
that was missing ambition to mission
so it lived submissively
in submission.
I started to mine my mind and be mindful,
dug up strength deemed unfindable.
As I exposed my core a force sped forth,
a desire to war poured forward to dwarf
what rivals and install a sure feel of reward,
after I stop this soaring fall to the floor.
Apply my whole mind to try
and stop this nose dive
of a fireball in the sky,
if I couldn’t fly I’d glide
until control was verified
and my wings opened wide.
Dashing out the ashes the Phoenix Rise,
detached from what crashes into land from the skies,
I’m out of this world, The Phoenix Lights,
a marvellous presence with presents for eyes.
I’m Nick Trim they called me a thicky,
I seemed dim they took the mickey,
they made me look silly, it wasn’t tricky,
but I learnt tricks at risk conflict me.
Now I’m the trickster that’s off the Rictar,
flicking the switch to be the victor.
I'm Nicholas Trim and I'm stupendous,
the way I rhyme is just Trimendous.
What a fabulous way to end this,
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I don’t mind your hurt in my heart
I don’t mind you, tearing all of me apart
Wipe my tears away for your sake alone
I don’t need your help; I can do it on my own
I don’t mind your hurt during these tough tribulations
I don’t mind at all...oh, I don’t mind at all...
I don’t mind your comfort to seek out my destinations
Fixating on my free-fall while you stand tall
I don’t mind anymore
I’m sore from soaring too far
You’re the one I adore
I accept who you are...
Will you do the same for me?
Will you see me through this pain?
I don’t mind the pain you put me through
I don’t mind your disdain of bittersweet rue
I don’t mind anymore
I don’t mind your hurt in my brain
I don’t mind you, flaring up inside me
I don’t mind, being driven insane
I don’t need your doubt - I have hope while I tread this route gaily
I don’t mind your hurt during these tough tribulations
I don’t mind at all...oh, I don’t mind at all...
I don’t mind your comfort to seek out my destinations
Fixating on my free-fall while you stand tall
I don’t mind anymore
I’m sore from soaring too far
You’re the one I adore
I accept who you are...
Will you do the same for me?
Will you see me through this pain?
I don’t mind the pain you put me through
I don’t mind your disdain of bittersweet rue
I don’t mind anymore
I’ve been through so much despair
That I no longer care...I don’t care...
You share with me something significant that I can no longer truly hold on to
You scare me with your words of hopelessness; is all you say true?
I’ve been through so much once more
I want to let it all go to the deepest core
I don’t mind your hurt during these tough tribulations
I don’t mind at all...oh, I don’t mind at all...
I don’t mind your comfort to seek out my destinations
Fixating on my free-fall while you stand tall
I don’t mind anymore
I’m sore from soaring too far
You’re the one I adore
I accept who you are...
Will you do the same for me?
Will you see me through this pain?
I don’t mind the pain you put me through
I don’t mind your disdain of bittersweet rue
I don’t mind anymore
I don’t mind the pain you put me through
As long as you love me too...like you do...
I won't live here anymore
after we free fall apart
My heart drifts outside
your slammed shut door
Time to end this ripe false start.
Let me rest in space
for life to grow more kind.
Let me fall with time for love
to sing and sway sublime.
I loved our rich soft inside times,
moments stolen from starched out yesterdays,
living warm wet scent-divines
past future's stark-dark slickening crime.
Let me rest in space
for life to grow more kind.
Let me fall with time for love
to sing and sway sublime.
I can't die here to your time
marching righteous over me.
You learned to curse my best rhyme
to cure my mediocrity.
I still might be some lover's grace
if I take this risk to die
enough to dawn slow time's new face,
replace this crying midnight sigh.
Let me rest in space
for life to grow more,
and not less, kind.
Let me fall in time for love
to sing and sway
away from hate,
silent severing debate,
to not deep peak pleasure appreciate
Earth's passionate sublime.
The Price of Friendship
The air around me flows freely,
Yet its breath brings no relief.
I stand beneath the rain,
My heart thumping loudly—
Each strike resounding with worry,
Like a heart about to fail.
But still, I feel no pain.
The rain caresses my skin...
Yet I feel no warmth.
My gaze is absent,
My eyes unfocused,
And yet—I continue to stare.
The thought of friendship stirs within me.
I wonder... what is a friend, truly?
I weigh the price of it,
And my heart quakes.
Where does friendship end—
And where does love begin?
I mumble incoherently,
Like a man in distress.
“Friendship... friendship...”
Am I worthy of it?
Are they worthy of me?
My energy drains,
Weariness sets in,
My vision blurs...
And I wonder—
Is this the price?
A chuckle escapes me,
Yet no smile follows.
Must I carry both their fears and mine?
Can I bear such weight?
Must I follow them to hell and back,
Their worries bound to me like a sack?
All this—just because of the word friend.
Does it mean I must stay until the end?
If this is the price of friendship,
What, then, is the price of love?
Could I even bear it?
Would I not crumble?
Or am I simply afraid to commit?
Was friendship always such a summit?
Still, I have no choice
But to walk this path—
For another.
And if I were to break apart,
Would they piece me back together?
Or walk away?
I do not know.
I cannot tell.
Yet, I pray never to see such a day.
Drenched in rain,
At last—I feel it:
The pain.
My will falters.
I begin to crumble.
Yet no hand reaches for me.
Still, a smile forms—
As I ponder my fate.
Do I drop it all?
Stop my own free fall?
The thought crosses my mind...
But I refuse.
I shove away the off-switch, the fuse,
And dive into other nightmares,
While still embracing mine.
All this... just for another.
Black clouds are forming there is thunder in the sky's
All the people are full of pain you can see it in their eyes
Protesters Marching thousands of people in disarray
Screaming at the government to take the hate away
Food prices getting higher can't afford to eat
Utility bills keep rising to a price we cannot beat.
this is the world we live in where we cannot have our say.
I don't think that Marching in a Protester
Will take the problem away
The world is in free fall and I think the government have Gone to far
We will have to except that it doesn't matter what we do that is the way things are.