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In the absence of complication,
Trials and tribulations become distant memories.
Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes -
Inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind.
Hope of a brand-new day conquers
Disillusionments of the past
Hosting exuberance on resplendent arc,
Condemning the nights of angst
In triumphant adjudication
By the authority of a bright new dawn;
Leaving behind feelings of torments,
Emotions dispossessed, forsaken, and forlorn.
In the dread of winter, when he left her,
Beguiled by the aspirations of spring
He was her only poet laureate
Crafting her life’s laudable poetry.
She trusted him fully to write her songs.
But the man who charmed her piano keys,
As he was leaving, destroyed all the lyrics.
She is no fool in the world of romance--
Cognizant that a pretty rose has ugly thorns
And gentle winds yield to violent storms,
And marigold designs sprinkled on magenta
Mesmerizing eyes, in sight of sunrise,
Never come inspired to stay very long.
Yet, she’s moving on, enamored in new song,
Euphoric to answer call of her heart
For a new artist’s brush exalts her canvas--
Who sings her praises in verses of love
And paints her dreams in romantic themes.
Neither a blemish in her twilight skies
Nor a hint of clouds in her cosmic view
As the starlit evening wallows in full moon,
And a night of revelry scripted for two
Aspires to new horizons of sapphire hues.
November 20, 2019
Placed 1st: Complete the poem—in the absence of complication poetry contest
Sponsor: Silent One
Placed 3rd: Strand select P contest by Brian Strand
There is another girl I know. She loves to people-watch during the time she has to waste, and when she has no time at all. There is a girl that I know who rests her feet on a bench, with her knees tucked tightly to her chest. There is a girl that I know who is glued to a pen. I watch as she writes as fast as she can to try and keep up with her racing thoughts. There is a girl I know who observes more than you would expect. She keeps her eyes to the ground until the world turns around. There is someone I know who has stronger feelings than everyone else. She has energy for days, but has learned to stay quiet and still. She has manners that were learned from movies and English grammar books piled in her room. Studying every day because she wants to respect others, like the way the world should be. This person I know is beginning to let her guard down. She frowns more often than she used to, and her mouth is closed more than it has ever been. I see how tired she is as she slumps down in her seat, her legs stretched out past her desk. She observes the people who have been hurt like her and writes about how she wants to help. Her words on paper, like letters that have been written but never sent. Once you become invisible, it stays, and she wouldn't dare cross that line. There is a girl who observes a boy she knows. He struggles to manage the hurt and balance pain and work. She observes his idiot friends and watches the way he hides behind jokes and smiles. There is a girl I know who hides behind jokes and smiles. There is a girl I know who loves everyone she knows, despite actions and reputations. She has been stuck in relationships that pressured gossip, and pain. But now, she is told her heart is too forgiving for her own good. Even if this is true, she doesn't care. There is a girl I know who has found a few people who care for her in the way she longs to care for other people she knows. There is a girl I know who has gone to the doctor and found two enlarged masses in her head. She has been diagnosed with six different kinds of migraines. Her body is weak, and each time she moves, she trembles. This girl I know was told the worst sentence she has ever heard. A doctor asking, “Holy , how are you still alive,” proclaiming, “you have really been hurting, havent you,” it almost hurts to hear these words even more.
Every now and then you appear out of the blue
And you think that I still miss you
And at times I think it just might be true
I can still remember our first kiss
But you're no longer the one I miss
What we had was so long ago
A little thing like your ego
Kept us apart for so long
And since then I've found where I belong
Once in a while
I still see your smile
Hear a song or see a place
But to see your face
Doesn’t hurt me anymore
I'm much stronger than I was before
Now when I think of what used to be
It can no longer get the best of me
You don’t get to me like you used to in the past
Cuz now I have something that's gonna last
Something you know nothing about
Cuz when stuff gets rough you get out
A small part of me will always love you
But it will never come close to
What we had once upon a time
And as for me now that's just fine
You played a part in who I am today
But I've learned along the way
You just have to take life day by day
The good and the bad
But when one chapter ends
A new story begins
He found what you lost
He's been the man you couldn't be
This man really loves me
And he's not afraid to let it show
The kinda man that wants the world to know
He knows what he wants and won't let go
He's been there in times of high and of low
But by my side is where he stays
Thru my good and bad days
And that's the kinda man I need
I know nothing is guaranteed
After all you taught me that
But with him is where I'm at
And where I want to stay
Unlike you I don’t fear him walking away
I believe that much he's proved
And with him even I've improved
So proud of what I've overcome
And even more the person I've become
Cuz I no longer let people like you bring me down
I stand tall and wear my crown
Cuz after all that I've been thru
I can finally say I'm over you!!!!
War
Is where
Nobody wins
And everybody sins
At the unbeautiful bar
War is hell on earth
At birth
God created humans
To be better than the lions
And the other nefarious predators
That’s a given
War transforms young men
And young women
Into absurd killers and murderers
War is criminal
War is suicidal
The truth hurts. Oh! Boy. Oh! Boy
Vile foragers oppress, attack, maim and destroy
Common sense is absent in wartime
No countries are at their prime
Where they harvest dead victims, casualties
Pains, sufferings, animosities and calamities
War is immoral
War is awful
War is for crazed gangsters
War is for ireful bouncers
Death comes early for numberless youngsters
Families are worrying, crying and mourning
And don’t care about vanity, flags and flowers
Families only care about the living
Love, peace, harmony and humanity
War is wasteful
War is baneful
War is for dreadful pit-bulls
War is for god-awful fools
Premature death is unacceptable and crazy
And cemeteries are plentiful and not empty
How sad and unnecessary to be so strong
And to die so early and so young
How sad and inhumane to be so wrong
And to fail flat to unite in order to sing a fine song
Life is precious on all sides
Intolerance chokes and arrogance divides
Diplomacy is the key to resolving our current differences
Dialogue is the password to open up countless entrances
To find common ground
Better and friendlier sound
War is never the equitable answer to the question
But love is the quintessentially perfect solution
To the human or mundane equation.
Copyright © February 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
AMBIVALENT
The swallowing of a morsel can't be justified
If the stomach still hurts.
Scorpion– the shining demon,
who doesn't stop until it’s quashed
applauds as it was filled with goosebumps.
A dog with two tails–yet barks,
and they say the future of the unknown
Is seen by Accompaniment of tears with personal growth.
Yet– the flame went down through us.
Come rain or shine,
A new Renaissance needs to be found
To a land proposed with happiness
In a wide dark bush filled with bitter leaf.
Yeh! the old Renaissance
The assumed room temperature was hugged.
some bellied up while a few fell on the wrong side of the grass.
Who knows!
If I will bite the dust before then!
Time flies like an arrow
No money– yet parties flowed like never before
No Food– yet waste bins overflowed with food remnants
Nothing to write home about
But bittersweetness is to be remembered
Peace be unto us that made it,
To that decade we never thought we could overcome
Surely another mountain shall stand against an egg,
Enthralling to see the new resolution.
©Fawass Olalekan Adelabu
Heavy, bloated
bleak and blue
I tread the sands
laid under you
With swollen feet
cumbersome bags
juggling everything
I've ever had
My mouth all splinters
a broken smile
to breathe hurts and
tastes of bile
I've walked for days with
only hope, to go that extra mile.
WAR
FEAR
GENOCIDE
HATE and GREED
YOU took the LIVES of everyone
I'd ever come to love
As if you hadn't done enough
You stole
My Mum and Dad and the
baby brother I never had
my friends and family
one by one
all lined up
to face a gun
The need to survive
caused me to flee
As each were shot dead
for all to see
Blood red soil
on tainted land
oppressed and crushed
under hatreds hand
Whilst visions and dreams
sear through my mind
I scrabbled and scurried
for somewhere to hide
Heavy, bloated
bleak and blue
I tread the sands
laid under you
Blistered tongue
clumsy feet
I pray the Lord
my soul to keep
empty and broken
I dare't look behind at the
Scattered bodies
the stench of flesh
still fresh in my mind
The sun melts me down
my legs, barely hold me
and with weakened hands
I hold out my fee
I give all that I have, all that I own
For a ray of hope across the sea
that beckons and calls
for a chance to be free
Heavy, bloated
bleak and blue
I cross the seas
laid under you
I was one of the few
who made it across
to the ravenous sea
more lives were lost
and as I approached the shore
All I could see
were thousands of others
who were just like me
For sanctuary
we'd lost our lives and
now our identity
for now I'm number
Four thousand and three
My names no longer Amira
but
Refugee
Heavy, bloated
bleak and blue
I pray and wait
laid under you
All under the same sky.....
All under the same sky...........
Form:
Some things in life are guarded from the start and sealed
They are so well secured, protected, and hard to steal.
There's a great sense of safety and a very comfortable feel.
The contents are highly treasured; nothing gets in or out.
The best of thieves change their plans and take another route.
Such may be the case for things material, but not so with us mortals.
Down inside the deepest parts of our hearts, into the far reaching portals,
In the soul, we attempt constructions and engineer great defensive schemes.
Yet, our best efforts do not negate the emotional assaults, massive and mean.
We most assuredly maintain that our maker made no mistakes, and though it seems we are flawed above and beyond repair, He always knew that we had to be redeemed.
Life can be beautiful and cuddly, but we often wish we were made of steel.
Unfortunately, we humans, though highly valued, are born without shields.
Moreover, we are born into a world of invaders, penetrators, and perpetrators.
To compensate, usually after an offense, we build our walls of defense hoping
To be sheltered from the harms and hurts of, not a brave new world, but unfortunately, a depraved old world.
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Cuts and bruises
Stabs and burns
Chained up and tied down
The things I want to do to you
When I see you I know I’m wrong
But I can’t help doing you bad
Still you love this love that hurts
Because you keep coming back
More pain, you want to feel the pain
And I know that you know that
Our feelings are born differently
You want to heal my deep wounds
By loving me so to speak ‘unconditionally’
Your reasons I admit to be noble
But you will still get hurt
Because that is how I know love
Twisted past of bad love and bad blood
My sweet Alice, go back to where you came from
You and I are beings from distant worlds
I’m already too deep in and so beyond saving
Road of thorns and spikes, my wounded path
Doesn’t need to be yours even if at some point they crossed
Love is love, but not all love is worth following the journey
And Alice I refuse to believe my kind of love is your destiny
But I can’t let go and I swear to chase you down if you leave
Even so you should run, run like Alice in Wonderland
Try to leave the maze of my arms
And I hope you find your way out
Give up on me, don’t give up on you
It’s not easy doing the right thing even for love
Torn between my selfishness and good intentions
Alice, my savior, my love and my addiction
I know I’ll drive your heart away but you don’t belong in Neverland
Form:
Anxious Abandonment
I need to be somewhere...
Somewhere else than where I'm at
Anxious, so very anxious
Feeling like I am trapped
and this is my home, but it is...
is not for me, not right now
I gotta get out! I can't breathe
Closing my eyes, clenching my teeth
Please! Please! Someone HELP ME!
I need to be free...free of this constraint
This awful constriction, please somebody listen!
I can not even move, frozen here in my shoes
What to do? What to do?
Only 5 steps to the door, 5 feet of floor
I can't take this feeling anymore
I never learn...it hurts, it hurts!
My chest burns, how can I ever return?
Choking with fear, please get me away from here
Anywhere, somewhere far or near but not here
I finally leap...past the threshold
I'm cold, I'm cold, now lost and alone
Where am I now? Does anyone still care for me?
I can finally breathe...Why did I leave?
The anxiety...of everything...of failing...
By abandoning all that failure I have become...
Without Anyone...
bmdavey@10/08/16
those who have walked the path filled with broken promises and shattered dreams are the ones who arise with the strongest wings
- Dane Thomas
From soaring dreams to fading hopes, he gave them all
Now all that is left are shattered fragments
Fragility
revisited
Punctuated with punctured hopes and dead desires
I tread this path alone, no love for me,
at least not yet, not when I'm down and out
not when my fractured feelings are flustered and frayed
What would I not give to relive
that heady feeling once again?
Dreams fade and die
He killed them all
02.19.2021
Form: Fragmented Verse