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Written: May 03, 2024
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I witnessed the dawn seraphic sapphire spike,
I marveled at the world's exquisiteness strike.
The colors shimmered in the first light glow,
Cleansed by nature's tears of the night flow.
The cracks and scratches of each passing day,
Rest below the morning mist, silky display.
Tattered torn edge of an aging landscape,
Blessed and healed by the kiss of dawn escape.
These scenes have opened my eyes before,
However, their insight remains in explore.
A truth, now revealed, from within my heart,
After haze, the sun's limber rays impart.
After sorting amid the dust life's sand,
An array of the exceptional grew at hand.
A solitary grain amid circular void space,
Never did I predict leaping ways in a trace.
I cast my heart aside into the ocean,
An indigo scope of a replica of devotion.
Brimming with tremendous vision,
A shimmering journey toward emotion.
I let out a sigh and gave in to its might,
The glowing streams of sacred insight.
Permeate me with an empathic fervor,
Gaze is off rays of a sempiternal usurper.
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Colors Increase Decrease
Green
Shallow blue
Wound up red
There are things purple in nature
A scale fills up orange alarms
Intimations of the sky of yellow
Things fall short in summer’s active pink
Solid items might go in or become indigo
Sometimes worlds go around without the color almond brown
Sometimes worlds go around without the color almond brown
Solid items might go in or become indigo
Things fall short in summer’s active pink
Intimations of the sky of yellow
A scale fills up orange alarms
There are things purple in nature
Wound up red
Shallow blue
Green
Commented on 7/26/2014 7:22:00 PM by Lyric Man
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and in my dream I float in the blue heavenly sea
I am full of calmness, truth and tranquility
oh the blue I see and the blue you see
is a different blue
so many blues all united in harmony
sapphire, azure, cobalt, indigo, midnight
and the soft blue of a robin's egg
oh so cool the blue of melancholy music
a blue moon at night, a blue gem stone
a blue bird flying in a baby blue sky
a blue flower reaching for the beryl
a blue fish swimming peacefully
a blue butterfly sweetly fluttering
all united in harmony and beauty and blue
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February 28, 2016
Poetry/Free Verse/in my blue dream
Copyright Protected, ID 16-762-454-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, The Color Blue
Sponsor, Janis Thompson
Sixth Place
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Submitted to the contest, United Colors: Blue
Sponsor, Silent One
Third Place
The pattern began with one piece of cloth~
a mountain shaped from triangles, each one a sliver of prairie dusk.
Indigo settles at the base like cooled shadow,
while a pale circle of moonlight hovers over the mountain
The geometry is simple, but the feeling is not.
Every angle carries Mother’s love of the Kansas prairie,
wheat bending under nightfall, each remembering
the woman who stitched them with moonlight pooling at her elbows.
When the quilt is finished, the mountains multiply~
a procession of slopes climbing across the cloth,
each crowned with its own soft moon.
The moons shine, remembering the hand
that patiently stitched them into place.
Soon, the quilt becomes a landscape of wonder
a picture stitched with cotton and color .
When the quilt is spread across a bed,
the mountains rise, the moons hover,
and Mother's presence fills the room,
held in the quiet geometry
of cloth that knows the shape of love.
i feared the innocence of indigo silence,
it swept away my inability to voice my verse-
i tried with might so fierce i could not see,
and in this moment of feeling worse
i start to see the free inside me;
always knowing what was meant to be-
a life without the strain of debris
not once have i walked a path of vain,
for i count not kindness, just give away-
so why then does pain not recede
when shadows creep in disarray-
for this woman has but one need,
go to emerald fields and plant love’s seed;
when starvation calls life… i shall feed
feel me in the cool brisk of a dying dawn,
sense my spirit in the dusk of a raven night;
believe i can be more when failure calls,
have faith when i call onto the lord’s light-
as the reverie flows over the waterfalls,
i feel stuck in a room with one hundred walls-
on the brink of solitude, my soul hauls and bawls
when i come to terms
with what i cannot become,
may my flaws transcend
into what cannot succumb
02.08.20
Ephemera
In an island berthed on the sea
Where the sun shines all round seasons
And rain does linger as a plea,
Rainbows arch the sky quite often
And present relish to the eye
In the firmament not so high.
With red, orange and yellow hues
Lined side by side with green and blue,
Indigo fringed with violet
All reflecting in rivulets,
Diffuse matchless joy to the heart,
A beauty that does stand apart.
How I would wish to grab colours
Of the rainbow just with my palm!
But deep in my mind I ponder
That its evasive, flitting charms
Are but delusive chimera
That vanish like ephemera.
"Jesus, Jesus there is just something about that name"*
Jesus
He is my friend and shephard
His great love has unfettered
Chains, I'm free
Now as if "devil never even lived"
Jesus' great love has unfettered chains
My life has been bettered
"Difficulties in life are intended to make us better, not bitter"*
In this wonderful country of USA
"Thanking" God, "understanding" his love, "granting" forgiveness, "enchanting" is his name, Jesus I'm "chanting"
For Jesus is my friend
And there Is "Something About That Name"*
Emmanuel, Christ, Good Shephard, King of Kings
Lamb, Messiah, Redeemer, Savior
Jesus, Redeemer
When I look upon His Face and see those loving eyes, happy my heart will be
For my heart now runs on empty
Sometimes feeling condemned,now let
There be today "something in clouds anew"*
*Quote or indirect quote: First line is a quote or indirect quote from a song
*Quote: Dan Reeves
*Song Title: "Something About That Name"
*Quote: From My Poem "Sees Anew"
Contest: Mish-Mash
Sponsor: Tracie~*~Indigo Dreamweaver
Beneath the velvet shroud of night,
where shadows weep,
I weave a melody of sorrow,
secrets I must keep.
No malice meant, no cruel design,
just longing's sting,
To paint your smile on moonlit clouds,
a song my heart would sing.
In every sigh, a nocturne's grace,
a cosmic ballet spun,
Where pain and beauty waltz as one,
by whispers of the sun.
My canvas bleeds with indigo,
a symphony's command,
To chase away the shadows there,
and hold your laughing hand.
Oh, let the lyre of dawn ignite,
on strings of memory,
A dance of souls,
where past and present weave tapestry.
In echoes born of wind and tide,
where moonbeams softly gleam,
I yearn to see you pirouette,
a radiant, joyful dream.
No merchant's bargain binds this art,
no currency of fame,
Just whispers on the starlight's breath,
a whispered lover's name.
Across the cosmic canvas vast,
where galaxies convene,
My brush seeks only your delight,
your laughter bathed in sheen.
So let the purple rain descend,
a curtain for our stage,
Where every drop, a crystal kiss,
turns grief to gilded page.
For in this symphony of woe,
where hope's last ember glows,
My heart finds solace, finding you,
where laughter overflows.
:: 01.15.2024 ::
Too much pleasure in my pain,
I've been scared for so long.
On top then on the bottom,
Same ol' dance and song.
Was I ever really wrong?
Or have you understood me all along?
I've cried red tears,
On the cold snowy days,
I can't expect much more,
Hearing every word that you say.
I anticipate my betray,
While my bones start to decay.
Too much pleasure in my pain,
Too much gray in my white,
Circling over the mountains,
My fear is skin tight,
Is my conflict even right?
You do me wrong, I'll requite.
In the end I hope I've lived,
My life so full of rainbows,
If I had to pick two colors,
It would be cerulean and indigo,
I've felt the uneasy vertigo,
I hope I don't end up in Jericho.
Even if I never see you again,
Covering myself full of hope,
With my new homemade calico.
Wheels of life dangle from delicate branches
Sway in the wind and embrace in quiet caress
I used to be an acorn
Now I am a tree
Seasons coloured in outside their softened contours
Green yellow orange and red waiting for indigo crowns
Roots' undergrowth found respite in terra firma
Yet loose soil and carbon compose the journey
The forest shadow speaks 'Give me strength'
'I will give you light in return for the favour'
A wild boar rattles the mossy trunk
Starlings weave in its canopy
Little saplings have flown their moderate nest
Replanted my meaning in miraculous flight
Wild winds blew hard rain
Strew reincarnated shelter
Where ferns sought refuge a union takes places
Made in a haven of nature's heavenly abode
And time meanders past back and beyond
For the poet tree in motion I wish to become
24th December 2019