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Turbulent Sea
Sorrow draws me back to this empty beach.
Where my sons used to frolick in the sand.
Both are lost to me. No longer within my reach.
I'll mourn them forever, my big boy, my little man.
I dwell in limbo, for each day I miss them more.
Sweet freckled noses, and brown puppy dog eyes.
Roar if you must, angry waves upon the shore.
You'll not stifle the wails of their mother's cries.
I curse you, Neptune's thief! You, who stole my sons.
You may as well have drowned me in the depth of the sea.
I'd forgive you without revenge, for taking my little ones,
If only your next tide would bring them safely home to me.
Lin Lane ~ 10/30/15
The theme park was crowded. Elephants on roller coasters, mosquitos bracing the water slide, ferrets enjoying the ferris wheel and leopards shooting crack in the gallery. A myriad of personification and abundance of fairy tailed suggestions. ‘Its a small, small world’ blared from Magic Mountain as Cinderella dressed up as an indentured laborer in a fancy shoe shop. A comedy of terror ensued in the ghost train, conducted by a retired wall street banking giant resuming the corporate identity of a demon slayer. seemingly seeking redemption, but of course, he had another ace in his sleeve.
All animals were equal but of course the apocalypse had struck in 1984 and the Lord of the Flies was buzzing disguised as an orange clock, collected tickets and sold strawberry ice cream.
An English patient from a nearby lunatic asylum, thought he was a beetle, but Kafka had married Mary Antoinette and was sipping champagne from her braw. She, for once was not eating cake and was thus unveiling the myth of leavened bread at her altar. A merry go round of deception in the snake pit in which a contortionist was trapped in limbo and loin cloth from hell. Mary Magdalene teased him with with a vile of anti venomous serum and soothed his wavering agony in anticipation of saving the world.
Hot cross buns offered cold comfort, but the world was on withdrawal after management had banned coke as a sugar substitute. Sweet dreams were made of lactose free roach skin and the party dwellers reveled in aspirations and nightmares, elevated to prime position in the national canon. A truly amazing ode to joy and poignant distraction from the pawn shop of modern living.
But when the bell struck midnight and Dali melted his digital clock, all went back to the nothingness of the human condition. ‘Your shift starts in eight hours, nothing has moved because of a little fun in paradise’s ante chambers.’ Thanks God the crowd were already wearing their flannel night gowns. ‘Gotta live life to the full and heaven can’t wait.
''Although only breath,words which I command are immortal''-Sappho, The Lover of Lesbos
The Lover's Lane Sermon. Uncensored Version
Klevahs jive with hollow echoes,streets glow like fake scenes,
Slaap Jans parade as greatness,hollow hearts clap along,
Pleasure devours the thoughtful,noise replaces silence-
We are caught flat-footed in limbo.
They worship nyaope,ignore the forge of truth,
Truth bending Influencers preach, Vloggers sermonize,
Top shayelas reigns and the meek pretend wisdom-
The Springbok sees the deceit.
Tomorrow will mock them,their children inherit shadows,
Malls,taxi ranks,hearts unsung,flames extinguished,
The music of courage lost,echoes fading in skyscrapers-
Regret will stalk their lives
I lament the death of song,ink drowned in apathy
Lover's letters lost in feeds,silenced,poems scrolled away
Wisdom left unread,memory hollowed by light-
The Secretary Bird mourns alone
Leaders smirk from gilded chairs,blind to justice,
Corruption glitters, where virtue once held sway,
Yet look to the ancients: Suzman,Blackman,Harmse
Mothers of wisdom guide the lost.
Return to fire,not fashion,return to song,not slogan
Seek beauty in duty,love as flame,not fleeting-
Let truth rise,let courage blaze anew,
Flames heal-if we risk the blaze.
Guide to The Uncensored Lover's Lane Sermon:
In your reading of this fragment be guided like this
Stanza 1- The Eternal Blaze
Stanza 2: The Falsehoods
Stanza 3: What moderns will regret
Stanza 4: What Sappho herself regrets
Stanza 5:Flawed leadership/Moral regeneration
Stanza 6: The solution to all of mankind's problems
Beautiful friends of Sappho:
Suzman: Helen Suzman
Blackman: Molly Blackman
Harmse:Hellena Susana Harmse
Click languages terms:
Kaas-The lokasie,the kasie,the location,the township.All places where black South African live
klevahs-the wise guys
Slaap Jan-A know-nothing
top shayelas-the high living
nyaope-drugs
tounship-township
Within these walls I sit alone
Clouds outside my open window
Cloaked in silence a tall church steeple
An unnatural droning silence hovers
As if the world out there is waiting along with me
We haven’t figured out quite why
I’m sensing the pressure that
A decision might need to be made
Or a next step taken unless…
I’m just recharging for the next chapter
In any case the silence is somewhat rather soothing
Time may have stepped aside
And forgotten me in limbo
In the overlap between winter and spring
As we all wait for the return of songbirds
And the rising of an invigorating sun
The world is still asleep and I’m the only one awake
It’s uncanny but I don’t want it to stop
This unfamiliar feeling of suspense
An interlude in this crazy race called life
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Twenty years in the past we looked
Twenty years in the past is today
Creaking and cracking unending for all
Masochist Regimes competing
He reigned with dark goggles twenty years past
The masses blocked off from the rays of governance
Through macabre masses reeled in military style
In penury all dwelled
In beards he stepped out to mock the saints
The people still floating and lost in their hope
Premeditated masochist’s democratic plan unleashed
In limbo all lay
We saw our very own Mandela
Escape from militarization wrongly imagined
Tyrannical imposition of corruption beheld
In shock, appreciation came
The academician turned politician should save
Conflicting confusing actions in relative short time
Corruption runs free wheel, while the master is away
In hopelessness all surrender
Good luck met overwhelming goodwill
A joke willed by the people to truly lead
The goggles have become transparent twenty years after
In idiocy all get joggled
Kissing your lips lightly, parting my mouth
Inviting warm sensual kisses, feeling your embrace
Anticipating your breath on my skin
My heart skips a beat, can you feel my desire
Looking into your beautiful eyes, so full of passion and life
My body yearning for you
My mind playing games
Is this love, is this lust
My heart wants no other
Holding your shoulders, feeling your strength
Feeling safe and secure
Your scent is intoxicating, I am overtaken with it
Can you feel my desire, can you read my thoughts
My mind is in limbo, my body in ecstasy
Fighting with emotions
Happiness envelops, feelings emerge
Hope this is forever
Can you feel my desire
Thirty years ago
I was a boy of fifteen
Shoulder length hair growth
Biker boots and skinny jeans
My Father's best birthday gift
A stunning Levi denim jacket
Everyday since I've worn it
It's gained a few patches
Recently divorced I met a lady
Sweet as a honey pot
Who loves and respects me
But we've hit a bad spot
Jealousy of my denim relations
Is causing a massive strain
Her demands were outrageous
She wants to burn my denim
This denim is my best mate
With lots of fond memories
Even wore it on our first date
Her reply made me worry
It was your charm that I liked
And your good looks obviously
Your clothes are a terrible sight
To be so insulting is a liberty
So now I'm in limbo
Lose my precious denim
Or the girl has to go
What a terrible dilemma I'm in
Anxiety—
it grips my heart.
Tightens
its hold
on my chest.
It squeezes…
and squeezes.
I can’t breathe.
It’s like my lungs
stopped working.
I breathe faster—
and faster—
and get
less
and less
oxygen.
The less oxygen I get
the faster I breathe.
But the faster I breathe—
the less oxygen I get.
It’s an endless circle
that won’t stop.
My mind runs millions of miles an hour.
It never stops—
it keeps going—
speeding up
faster
and faster—
racing toward a finish line
too far
for my eyes
to see.
I cry out for it to stop.
No one hears my cries.
They just walk past—
consumed
by their own
mental battles.
I beg for everything to pause.
It never stops.
It never pauses.
I spiral into a panic attack.
My hands shake so bad
I can’t control them.
My ears ring—
drowning out the world
that has suffocated me.
My legs refuse to work.
I just want to scream…
But when I try—
Nothing comes out.
Tears roll down my face.
I can’t stop them.
My body convulses from the attack.
I lay on the ground, unmoving—
yet still shaking.
Crying
for it
to stop.
It hurts.
Everything
just hurts
so bad.
I can’t control the pain.
I lay there,
stuck in limbo—
trapped
between
the air
and the floor.
Finally…
after the struggle…
I can breathe again.
But it doesn’t make me feel better.
’Cause I know
I’ll go through the same routine again—
tomorrow.
And the day after that.
Because anxiety
never stops.
The cycle
never ends.
I am worried sick
Helpless and a bit thick
Everyday I’m numb to the core
Hoping to not find you on the floor
I care so deeply about this pain
It has completely frazzled my brain
I want to vomit all the time
Scared of the unknown and decline
I am terrified for your life
And this could be the end dear wife
Try and talk through the situation
With logic and little information
Guess the diagnosis causing panic
All getting very dramatic
Logic has no place in a frantic mind
Straight forward thinking is declined
Being the watcher and not the patient
Just a spectator not an assailant
Reasonable talk is out the window
All the time we are in limbo
My voice just makes the snap
Maybe we are becoming a gap
All I do is try to help
And what you want is to scream and yelp
Yours is not the only life to change
I would do anything to exchange
The world still turn time doesn’t stop
Tick tock please don’t drop
I need you now and forever
One day your life maybe better
I dreamed of a night for many years
Wandering far from home;
When I could stand and stare at the stars
Silently, on my own.
Head uplifted, eyes open wide;
Points of light eternal
Racing through darkness
Into my eyes.
Desiring nothing
More than this:
To gaze upon the universe
And know its kiss…
Sweet upon my soul within
Lost in limbo there and then;
‘til pierced by the light
(Photons abound)
Filling my soul
With mystery profound.
By gravity’s grace
On this blue and green sphere
Leaving me to wonder
Why everything’s here.
And how long have you traveled
Harbinger of life
Through light years of space
In the dead of night?
Did you begin in the Big Bang
Or perhaps, before then?
Did you see the face of the Creator
And intrinsically know Him?
Or are you a more recent arrival
In the Milky Way Realm?
Did you come from our own
Next door neighbor, the Sun
Or have you traveled farther still,
Out there on the run?
Have you seen other civilizations of people like us
In the distant reaches of time and space
Swarming with stars and planets,
Made from the megalithic turning pin wheels of gasses and dust?
Did you know Andromeda, Orion, Cancer and Crater?
What of Corona Borealis, Draco and Cassiopeia?
Did you fly by Delphinus and Gemini, the Twins,
Past Pegasus and Perseus on your way to Microscopium?
I could ask these kinds of questions
Until time stands still
But we’ll be long gone by then
And I will have never been quite filled
With all of the wonder
Life in this Universe brings
Me to the end of another good day
Far better than the best of all dreams.