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Like parallel dimensions set apart,
how varied they exist on this great earth.
We are at ease within the plane where we
can share as human beings from our birth.
But, what about the microscopic world-
unseen, but dwells within our very midst,
knows not of us, but we know it; how hard
to reconcile we share and coexist.
With insects too...does that lone crawling ant
have knowledge of our giant presence here?
In its own world of blades of grass and dirt,
its universe exists but ends right there.
Unknown dimensions may be in our midst,
invisible, immense, or have a sense
not shared with that in us that see or feel-
yet mingle in our presence- so intense.
Our senses, see and hear, smell, taste, and touch,
may not assist within dimensions that
do not give signals to interpret them-
and so, like ants or microbes, we react.
These grand dimensions magnify beyond
this tiny sphere where well-known facts disclose
we're dwarfed within our milky galaxy-
a speck of dust afloat in the cosmos.
Like parallel dimensions set apart,
how varied they exist in this great world.
More mystic still, in our grand universe,
what we don't know is yet to be unfurled.
August 28, 2016
~Honorable Mention~
Contest: Your Choice 4
Sponsor: Brain Strand
Judged: 06/09/2019
~9th Place~
Contest: Poetry Unhinged
Sponsor: John Lawless
Judged: 08/31/2016
The universe rests inside the palm of a giant hand
and a god like breath blows across the top and through
a trillion stars planets and exploding suns.
A celestial storm rages to the magnitude of which not
a pair of blinking eyes ever witnessed until this moment in time.
Electricity surges through hidden fibre optic
nerves in a multicoloured galaxy leading to magnificent
displays of sparkling tones of green and rivers of deep purple.
Deeper within the most eccentric chaotic fusion of elements
possibly imaginable is a life form
an entity that exists outside the constraints of time and physical
spacial matter. All of which that is resticted by the laws of time
cannot be the centre in that which creation spontaneously erupted
but more a multi dimensional interactive cinematic experience.
Ancient knowledge teleports through an infinite wave of conciousness
waiting for a master locksmith to enter the void of indisputable
truth. Billions of tonnes of matter free fall in to black holes , some
of it being just space trash the other being a living organism with
its very own consciousness creating the separation in principles
of quantum mechanics and the theory of relativity.
From the outsiders perspective everthing disintergrates
into ash in a blazing inferno while from the eye of the
falling a moment of no gravity seems to last forever.
Living according to such principles which can be easily
altered once certain mathematical and scientific boundaries
are surpassed really has you believing anything is possible.
And believe me from what im about to tell you it is.
Dawn is the best time for watching frolicsome birds in my garden
Listening to their chirping, cooing, tweeting to each other,
My life seems fulfilled…although I know,
Everything is transient, we all are proceeding to the inevitable,
Only the path is different - for some of us, more difficult than others.
Birds don’t care if I am listening to their sweet melody,
They hop cheerfully from one branch to the other,
Squirrels, such adorable creatures, with grey coats on,
Scurry around in such an active pace
Pretending to be the busiest creature on earth!
The world seems content, the world is gorgeous,
Blue sky, white clouds, red roses, green grass - everything impeccable!
Do we need anything else to feel blessed!
Nature has a way of calming our souls,
Butterflies and bees - fluttering from plants to plants!
Pollinating, renewing, rejuvenating the universe!
Sun, brightening the whole world, majestic and sublime,
Stars twinkling and blinking in the dark canopy above us,
Shimmering moon shining amid millions of them,
Gazing at the unfathomable galaxy,
My eyes and my heart are mesmerized!
Love like you haven't loved before,
Live like every day is a true blessing -
Even if we know tomorrow may never come,
Seize the moment - beautiful, and baffling,
Mysterious yet magical, perplexing and fleeting,
Unkind time doesn’t wait for anyone!
Who am I! What’s in my future…
I leave those puzzling questions aside….
Staying peaceful, remaining content,
This incredible life is mine!
My night time travels
take me to other worlds,
places I can only dream of here.
Satisfying my thirst for adventure,
my psyche-me and soul-me fly away
with happy winged feet as the body
surrenders to REM sleep.
Leaving the body in the bed, snoring
happily, oblivious and unperturbed
that soul-me is gone, traveling lightly.
Free at night to sail away, to
exotic places, to meet people not often
present on this planet.
We do not limit ourselves, psyche-me
and soul-me. Until the body starts to rouse,
we are soaring from galaxy to galaxy, uninhibited
by anything cumbersome or heavy.
The silver cord zaps us back often way too
suddenly, without warning. The body gives
a loud quick gasp as we re-enter the chest
too hard, and too quickly. The fingers start
shaking; the body 's face shakes, as it wakes
up with a start.
We come back more and more often in this
way, as we are so happy to make our escape
and play. The older we get, the more playing
we do, practicing for the big release.
"I am a dance of light and darkness,
a galaxy . . . of shadows and stars. "
Quote by _R. Queen
In the shadow of sunlight I walk the forest thinking about the path of my
life. A lot was spent in the dark of gloom and some in the sunshine of joy.
I have some sadness and also great happiness and I am loved very much.
My father taught me about nature, we would go for walks and hikes, all I
know about nature is because of him. I can still see us hiking unknown paths.
stopping to rest by a flowing stream and eating the food mom had prepared
for us. The fish enjoyed our leftover crumbs. As the day ticked off the trees
would cast shadows, making our way dim. Until, we came to a meadow and
the light of day was bright. And I enjoyed picking wildflowers, dad, seemed
to know each name. I miss you dad, so much.
a thousand birds sang
hidden in the boughs of trees ...
wind whistles loudly
My journey is full of pits and sorrow, but also great love and I am quite happy.
I am either in the shadows or I am in the daylight. Maybe everyone has a
journey like this. I often fall into pits of despair but find my way out of them.
Seems, I have a strength and determination unfathomable. So, I have learnt
to live with the shadows and sunlight of life. never forgetting the lessons life
teaches us along the way. One thing I always knew that when darkness came
to me, my mother would welcome me home, would shelter me until the sun
shone on me again. I miss you so much mom.
her garden sublime
the colors bright in the sun ...
hued lush in the rain
She placed her dreams in starshine's bright design
where she believed the galaxy would guard them
from incidents and accidents that might shard them.
She trusted stars to lifelong harmonize love's song.
Wearing confident styles, she traversed fickle miles
before finding a grand love that would surely thrive.
Now, she barely manages life or pajamas without strife.
Gone is her strong and else she wished meant to belong.
Her frantic emotions fast crashed in gray-bashed static
and just her sofa holds her in tear splotchy folds.
Wishing to be free of depressions dark torture spree,
she lives with heart bruises and painful mind debris.
Numbness blurs her pathetic in swirls of decrepit
that pick at her feel-fabric already shredded traumatic.
She cannot define when their end started its doomed sway
but recalls when he left with her 'besty' on a final, total away.
Romance Isn’t Dead
Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away,
There lived a young boy, smiling his way through all the pain.
He knew one day that love would shine upon him,
The people saw him suffer, but always with a grin.
Just one boy and just one girl,
An intimate, forgiving, unquestionable religion.
Love, life, death.
Romantic ‘til the end.
Happy being sad,
Confusing to his friends.
Faithless romantic, infamously sad,
Faithless romantic, infinitely sad.
Faithless romantic, the only thing I’ve ever had,
Infamously, infinitely, romantic ‘til the death.
She broke my heart, you wont see me smile,
The tears you see me crying, were her tears for a while.
Complete devotion, will let you down,
Because love steals your senses
And you crash to the ground.
Faithless romantic, infamously sad,
Faithless romantic, infinitely sad.
Faithless romantic, the only thing I’ve ever had,
Infamously, infinitely, romantic ‘til the death.
Some day soon, she’ll walk back through that door,
But my heart will still beat for her
And someone else will have her love.
Just one day, is all I had,
To show her all I could be, we could be,
We could last right through our deaths.
Faithless romantic, infamously sad,
Faithless romantic, infinitely sad.
Faithless romantic, the only thing I’ve ever had,
Infamously, infinitely, romantic ‘til the death.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
I lift up my soul to the sky, to have a dialogue with the galaxy before the stars die. I am more than a trillion light years away and some of the empty spaces are filled with moon dirt; you must have a dialogue with me before the moon change and before the heaven starts to rain.
I sit in the garden of hope and erase all the negatives doubts; there is a situation brewing on earth spilling an uneasiness in the street causing some people to fall on their knees and weep. I do not know from whence it came but it was injected into the game and brought the town to shame.
Open your heart and let me in, and give me the permission to sing, it is a song that you have never heard that will fill you with hope and open the iron door that has been closed; the doors that blocks everything and prevents you from singing. I will sing the winning song for you, with fine rhythm, good musical arrangement that will give you the passport to heaven and give you a long-awaited break-through.
The trees are standing still, and heaven has finally surrendered to its will, but the rivers are running high and the waters have no place to go.so it will flood the shores. I just have one more thing to say before you go away, hope has risen in the sea, and the birds are resting in the trees.
Come with me to the big tree and review the document that has waiting for thee, some adjustments were made but the objectives remain the same. The cactus bloom between tenth to the thirtieth year and it has a lot to share, they live in very dry places, and they are sensitive to the human races.
The village was fast asleep when the earth starts blazing with heat but the cactus in the middle of the heat pours out water into the street. Hope has risen and the people are smiling again for heaven has made earth its friend.
Written: December 10, 2023
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A lengthwise lexicon for fulfilling any fantasy.
Trapped in a landslide and given up by reality,
In this vagrancy, the rocket derives no delight.
Aigrette that unlocks the cosmos for sight.
Admire splendor; the cosmos surely does.
Each display case contains a galaxy in space.
And using the observatory gives me a buzz.
To ponder one light-year with a warm embrace.
Consider the nebula and its wonderful dust.
Melody of oceans and luster of cluster stars.
A struggle amid density and gravity is a must.
Consider the moon many craters and scars.
Meteor motion astonished the asteroid belt.
I do associate this motion with defect finding.
An elegance is retained by a butterfly effect.
Best weighed by sight, not by tech minding.
But the cosmos is still a God-forsaken place.
Since our path is elliptical, it will occur in pace.
Aligned with our current era, perceived as clear.
Saturn rings are still visible to us and appear.
Thinking around inertia drags me toward earth.
With our hands, we can retain our stance worth.
The character is inversely correlated to the tide.
Select a depth beyond which no volition can hide.
Alone as a thin shadow in the universe,
I am alive without hearing any heartbeat;
this was the same spot we happily lay down
in a huge meadow of daises and whispered sweet words,
no, they weren't for the stealthy wind to keep!
Now, it refuses to bring them back..oh, what a letdown!
Still thinking of Irene when a star falls,
I follow it breathlessly, wishing it had fallen into my lap
and had touched it as I touched her with gentle hands
saying, " You are the most beautiful star in this galaxy,
and I own you until destiny raptures me to another planet...
where tears become smiles and pain becomes joy!"
Sad as a nightingale without a mate,
I struggle to stay awake, trying to catch a glance of her...
why is she too afraid to come out and hear my despair,
I would kiss her fervently and be passionate....
by changing the discordant sky that lacks the happy notes of nightingales,
I would sing an aria and make it come alive to even make the stars dance!
Still thinking of Irene when a star falls,
but not knowing where it'll land, it'll leave hope in fragments,
increasing sorrow and loneliness for a soul in penance;
giving all for self-gratification is absurd silliness
that leaves this generous giver with empty hands...
having failed to recognize how lucky he was!