Long Harmonising Poems
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Reaction to the poem "My Beautiful Letter Multiply with Others You Make Verse" by James Edward Lee Sr
You are a message
and up Uplifting, you are
You come neatly noted, honey coated
with freedom and truth
Seeding weaving
Alluring words
Inspiring power
Heightening and enlightening
Enveloping everlasting existence
You're a message of love, you You are
The endless fire you capture here
Influencing
Warmth, heat, fire
Fire creators'
Physically floating
You're wondrous doting
Marvellous message you are
Happy Happy happiness brought
Tantalising thought
You're the mighty miraculous message everybody desires
You are the melodious Maestro
Harmonising, Inviting Enlightening
Sweet solace
Ravishing reception
The message of peace and love
Ahh acceptance ahh
All for another message
For the better and better
An up Uplifting message you are.
I wake from a bad dream
Hey there new man
That’s what they said to me
Hey there how’s it been lately?
I stand, look and see
Elvis, Martin Luther King and John Lennon walk on by so casually.
Roy Orbison and Freddie Mercury harmonising with Liberace as the queen mother watches whilst sipping tea
As I walk what looks like on nothing
I see Winston Churchill talking with Audie Murphy as Lewis Collins stares at me
I say hello to Marylyn Monroe or Norma Jean as Tony Curtis politely corrects me
Burgess Meredith tells me to do push ups, James Mason steadies me. Richard Burton drinking with Roger Moore on one round table and on the table next to them John Thaw doing a crossword - difficultly!
I walk on aimlessly as I see Bruce Lee training ferociously. Clark Gable playing cards with Humphrey Bogart and General Custer sipping whiskey with Einstein, Herriot, Tolkien and Agatha Christie - something too mind bending to me!
I walk through some glass doors and a whole world of familiar faces turns to see.
I wake up suddenly.
I sit up and can’t believe how real that felt to me.
Do not know colossal words and
Grammar not my strength,
To be a pro with much gusto-
The odds for me against.
Though I know we have a story
Each of us can share,
Hence I take part with all my heart
As yes I really care.
To seed good things for life it brings
Responsibility for all,
To co-exist and uplift
Others great or small.
Is what we do, What people do and
Have done all along,
Give to live and live to give
To better any wrong.
Special people round the world
Uniting with their talents,
Harmonising optimising
Love and peace and balance.
We all can learn from someone else
From a testimony and
If we shared the way we took
None would be so lonely.
Dice in Outer Space
A dice occupied a part of space o'er three weeks ago,
I saw it reside without rockiness, roll or drift to weigh,
Only debris floating in the hollowed terrific atmosphere,
Could steal that cubic regality of it’s dignity in cruel slay.
But it did not! Or when present, it did not in blissful glee,
For in that sharp moment a splendid skiff fell from above -
I saw the dice in all its semiotics of multifaceted identity,
Embellish yet echo the presumed emptiness of the glove.
Beside me greeted stars, moon, whetted Mars, quasars,
But the giant in sweet surprise moved and claimed a grin;
Its semantics hit in semiotic spread binomially distributed,
All in me found a meaning amid that societal shriek din.
Random but creating the rational: humans, animals, plants,
One roll of the silent, saline dice rained waterfalls in power;
A slight of hand tilted destiny’s child peeking and glimpsing,
For the swift air to cuddle its sheerly innocent bent tower.
Somatic development bloomed a phenotype in rich display,
Social evolution scooped that prize secured before a trace,
Vocalising tribal calls cut the beholder’s hope to denounce,
Their drive for the female dressed in ovum for sperm case.
But this family - me, you, cherish still moments of freedom,
When ecstasy rolls the waterfalls of two bodies harmonising,
Into one synchronous whole pounding with the life-pulse bold,
Transforming individuality to join with the mesh globalising.
The die, cradling the social with quickening consistent tie,
Files economic highs for tomorrow’s feed, pleading to know,
The happiness of the CEO reigning down joyous bonuses,
Enabling restaurants to serve sumptuous cuisine aglow.
And to medicine wherein the random nests, hiding its kin,
Academia and pharmaceuticals search spare but by step:
Postured algorithms fibre the genetic code, the cell division,
Discovering blazing makeup to aperture the random footstep.
Handsomest man under the Milky Way
Caught me drifting to display
Fashion with a line unique
Blues, Funk and Soul musique
Mannequins with big torsos
Ranges of clean custom clothes
Breathing colours-natural, bright
Resonating rhythm tight
Harmonising lulls repeat
Round a twin of ‘quin petite
Where you smirked and kissed my lips
Touching tenderly my hips
Alluring love becoming image
Destiny tomorrows vintage
Seizing such a fantasy
Artists work of mastery
Somewhere lost in silk and lace
My lover fell within the space
Transforming time to alter more
For my love I adore
Where silence beats the heart within
Louder in transitioning
Passion to evolve again
Dreaming in my art domain.
“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Enchanted heart light pulse no rein can quell
Moonbeam frenzy rippling through souls entwined
Dark midnight hour gasp a charmed sleigh bell
Golden whispers permeate our hub aligned
Pearl-eyed lustrous jinx free oath undersigned
We bare toe dash at wishful madcap pace
As eros leaves its comet far behind
Early red dawn passion etched in sheer lace
Spring day mystic zenith, her glow tone face
Closer to nirvana, deep first blush team
Eternal heaven, haunt, or secret space.
Breath of sky rapt tender link’s heady stream
Otherworld amidst engagement ring theme
Doves that skim and coo silver froth afloat
Bright souvenirs en route unveil a gleam
Sensual laughter spurs hypnotic note
blithely fosters harmonising fond quote
Erotic fervour cast your lucky shroud
O'er honeymooner’s trance on dream boat
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I think my way as rhythm
over cloud peaked tops
mountain points like metered dots
and on them stand and pluck, oh see
my breath transcends eternity
introspect
I aim my gewgaw outwardly
to a passing world
and yet it seems I’m not as bold
it searches inward with effect
I am my own play’s architect
meditate
a friend who soothes
who heals at home
I play for me and my ear alone
a remedy of beats I incorporate
in my therapeutic style of late
sanctuary
my sound is that
of a honeyed waterfall
hear breath, it’s grace over boulders call
a harmonising of beauty’s key
be vibrant yet my soliloquy
Alone with a thought, in a void of space,
Alone with colours at night,
Hearing galactic waves of stars,
Hearing a galactical fight,
With soft booming rolls and a quick happy dance,
Harmonising like a fairy of fun,
Becoming a groove of bright star happy hot thoughts,
Bouncing along like a drum,
And then with you gripped she walks to the edge,
Peers to the cavern below,
And allows the music to embrace all your mind,
As you’re engulfed with the “now” of Tonto,
And you think you know whatever you thought,
You feel new but can’t figure out why,
You’re heeled with colours of absolute love,
From those galactic waves in the sky.
When you hear the gentle notes that seduce
or the crashing chords that vibrate
leaving your hairs standing on end
and goose bumps adorn your skin.
The sweet melody of a mouth organ
mingling with sharp piano notes.
The screeching notes of violins
harmonising with the wind pipes.
The tenderness that entices
and enhances as a fiddlers
fingers and bow fly entrancingly
all coming together as a whole.
The husky croon of a singer
melding with spine thrilling chords.
This and oh so very much more
is the sheer enchanting perfection.
Surely music is indeed soul food
the bass guitar throbbing
deep inside, whilst heaven wards
the rumbling rhythm soars.
In a black and white world,
feathered fingertips caress
ebony and ivory keys -
melodically forming a myriad
of vibrant and vivid hues,
diversifying dulcet emotive reflections.
In a world of spoken falsehood,
expressions that cannot be spoken,
aid each truthful touch to narrate
speechless secret serenades.
For soulmates who choose to listen,
minds allure to the grace of
mellifluous sentimental symphonies,
harmonising hollow hearts through
tantric vibrations, gently echoing to
soothe sorrowful soundless souls.
Rhapsodic pianist strokes satin white skin,
tunefully kissing black lustrous lips.
Hearts play music secretly
establishing spiritual connections.
Ivory and ebony rectangles dance
in eternal kindred devotion,
igniting spirits to whirl to the
rhythm of sensual sensations.
Last note leads to another healed composition
as departing flames of passion illuminate lovers paths.
A blank page appears at the end of the song sheet.
Tired pianist fingers rest as the mind is absent of lyrics,
paralysed to play a melody for its own suppressed heart.
Lost, pondering mute tears which fail to cleanse its soul.,
The Silent One
9 January 2018