Long Innocence Poems
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Infants fill in speaking muse
in motion slacks
Children fill in leaking emotional cracks
in home and family's nurturing support
with deaf and blind lies
of eternal ever after
nursing happiness
Democratic healthiness,
free and freeing
first amending communications
grasped quickly
before autocratic adolescence
turns down our brighter sight.
As with one little light,
so with the great transitioning many
too old
to innocently fight
Wounded future children
filling in leaking communion cracks
in synergetic EarthHome
and EarthFamily's nurturing support
with monoculturally deaf
and monotheistically blind lies
of eternal ever after
nursing AnthroAutocratic happiness.
With Schumann’s resonance on the upswing
We get to subtler vibrations quicker
Imbibing divine upsurges bliss brings
If light of awareness does not flicker
Ah! Love in love with love, for love alone
Head-heart meld, time stands still, we vaporise
Rapture ineffable, voiced as koan
Consciousness expands, we see with hearts eyes
Thought rested stillness, rippleless silence
We see God within every vibration
Such is beauteous dance of innocence
Transcending simply by resonation
Exiting stagnating, keep on walking
Instant Nirvana, ours for the asking
21-June-2021
Contemporary Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
I lay my body on this heap,
My eyes are weary and longing for sleep.
As the world gets darker and begins to swirl,
For this poet has found comfort in a suicide pill.
My body will be found stiff and chilled
With a note that says “Kiss my ass you cruel world”
I... just..wanted to be loved you see
And the one I love does not belong to me
I... saw her today at the train station
I felt that emotional possessive fixation
She... was...astonishingly radiant, too beautiful to mention
My curse, Gods... perfect invention
Just to think one year ago
I was smelling her, touching her kissing and making love to her you know
Now... I’m tired... life is not the same
How I crave for the innocence of my youth again
To restore my chance to have life in heaven
To rid this curse and make me unleavened
But the chances of that happening are slim to none
So kiss my ass world and the rest of you, have fun
As I lay my head on this bed
I hope to get it right and they will find me dead.
OLD AND NEW
I do like looking back to how it was
If challenged I will answer, Just because
Many memories keep that sort of glow
And there is nothing wrong with old, you know
I sense that things were different back then
The appeal of staying out after ten
Perhaps it was the innocence of youth
But everything seemed safer, it’s the truth
Now, the world we knew has gone forever
A link that we always had to sever
These days, it is complex and much faster
With this digital stuff one must master
But still, this day and age is exciting
And the prospect of new things, inviting
There is a sense of shame in feeling slow
But there is nothing wrong with new, you know
Old and new, not easy to reconcile
But I keep an open mind, all the while
What is Love?
A four letter word comes from heart
Where faithfulness established from the start
I never imagine how it feels
When I found the person whom I can shared the reels
Then I wondered why and what really is?
The memories or language of love from this
I surrender to the genuine thoughtfulness
I divide my heart and open for forgiveness
Now it was still confusing the real meaning
Of love and how it can be dealt, too confusing
I just know that love is boundless and true
No one can ever give its exact value
Just love, feel it, share it and endure
This is the meaning of love when pure
Intentions, attentions, perfect combination
You and I can love, no buts, ifs or question
A heartfelt tribute to Ukraine and its people,
and all other nations and their citizens, for patriotically defending
their motherland against tyranny and cruelty.
A Wish For Peace To Appease
It will be light soon, yet an upheaval devastates to extremes
Time sadly blanket bleakness on landscapes and of the living
Finding serenity missing, tears upon cheeks flow into ravines
A pledge corroded without a word, no whisper, nor a warning
Rippling wave of human despair triggered by war heightened
Fear inundated with rage the gleam of the sun cannot soothe
Battered fragments of hope palpable in the eye of the pained
In essence, dejection needing real salvation, remain resolute
Casualties in armed conflicts derails even the most tenacious
The innocence of youth deprived of innate maternal embrace
Ambiguity is a lingering reality to those in the midst of chaos
While peace seems elusive, a unifying force unveils the maze
To patriots needing to depose autocrat invading their country
Crafting silver bullets aimed at vile men flaunting supremacy
My heartened spirit stands alongside and honor their bravery
They will undeniably reclaim freedom with dignity, in victory!
10/10/2022
1:24 P.M.
Aboard cruise liner:
"Rhapsody of the Seas"
Athens, Greece
That song you heard in a leaf when you were a child, still sings today
When I was young every leaf had a name every wind had a purpose
then I grew old and I forgot how to listen with my heart ;
I walked away from innocence and ran towards the scheme of things
trading in my purity for impaired thoughts and acts;
But then my hair turned gray and my hands began to slow
even my legs were not as quick as they once used to be;
So I walked through the garden searching out
the same leaf and found out she still sang the hymn
of morning, yes she still sang with youthful grace;
Cool caressed by aging years I suddenly realized,
it wasn't the leaf that changed its tune, it was me.
While starlight peeps through frames of my window
Adorning blossoms with graced loveliness;
I swagger in the yard to watch a glow
Luminescent as eventide’s caress,
That my eyes wander like a rosy dream
Captive by the dance of tranquility;
Where jays skitter on blazed feathers, upstream
Mirroring twirls from heart’s gaiety,
While Summer’s reflects fiery skyline
To touch this mystic heart of providence,
As Orlons of wishful trail entwine
This glint imbues a Magi's innocence ;
For lustrous pleasures lift my cheeks, to rise
To fall asleep, draped in starlight’s warm bliss;
And trace moments of heavenly surprise
Humming bird songs from night's lullaby kiss!
For White Wolf's Starlight Contest
Revised 4/17/2017
A pool of red ink with a bitter scent.
Youthful laughter through a pert lilac field.
Those lowdown branches of soulful lament
snatch at his boyhood, rent his beaming clothes.
“O red rain! Reduce us to embryos!”
There two mothers gives birth - a Summer’s yield.
Not now, where Johnny bleeds and lilacs ferment.
Ink blots of crimson red — foreplay for bones.
Her smile indelible...her veil of wine.
A photo crushed — her innocence he owns.
As she drinks the chalice, dear Johnny falls.
A lilac bouquet with black ribbon squalls.
Tortured by pelting rain — her touch divine.
Red ink releases her erotic zones.
8/9/2018
2nd place/multiple placements
Rhyme Time 6 - Verses of Metaphors Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Laura Loo
*Red ink referencing the infamous “Dear John” letter.
For too long we have been twirled about by mind
and we see now that we're still at the start line,
since thoughts orbit fears that grip us in their bind,
mirroring desire that let's us not align
with the pulse of innocence, joyful and kind,
being whispers of love that for love does pine.
In bondage to form and conditioned belief,
we're stirred by cry of soul, begging for relief.
Our body is merely dust, yet we are proud
of our ethnic group or method of worship;
religious intolerance, ignorance shroud,
employing rigid views, shooting from the hip,
doing more harm than good, cacophony loud,
denying all souls are forged from the same chip,
labelling God and fighting wars in His name;
dwelling in lower mind, which is a big shame.
Liking not what we see, yearning to be free,
as a rebel, a nerd, we renounce the herd,
simply choosing with throb of love to agree,
whereupon bliss within our pure heart is stirred,
and we’re then no longer tied to a mind tree,
for with whispers of conscience, soul has concurred.
Recognising the same sun shines upon all,
vaporised self is engulfed by a bliss squall.
Beyond belief, that's merely rooted in thought,
we imbibe God's love and light, which we cognise,
transcending fears and desires ego begot,
living in the now, ceasing to weigh and size,
reducing thereby feral cravings to naught,
beholding in wonder, bliss pulsations rise.
In time dissolved stillness, choosing to be still,
by God's bountiful grace, we heal and voids fill.
09-December-2022
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What I believe Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Angela Tune