Long Interlinked Poems
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Glass illusions forestry of butterflies in flight
swiveling and turning wing, aiming for sun
hovering over lulling waters of purple hues
Breathing like flowers, frilling up the air
inside a cornucopia world of rich and bright
Birds are calling from afar symmetrical chirps
of grandeur, across the wide expanse
nocturnal illumination of the heart and soul
Varathane music sonatas, flute escapades
within a dormant brook, nature's usurp
Fairies, trellises, and magic twigs interlinked
inside the Foloi forest, the mighty oak respires
aside centaurs and dryads, of their time
an emerald green, bottled by nature herself
all is transformed here, even the sky is pinked
Altered, Remodeled, Reworked, Transformed,
by my sweet, poetic imagination...
"Follow Me "
Losing its pretence of absolute control,
light it seemed was fumbling for a solace
in the unending pit of coming night.
Shadows trudged into the living room,
sliding through the Persian carpet unobtrusively
to claw their way up onto the black wallpaper and dissolve,
like a river ceases to exist in the sea.
As the journey from day to night
must pass through the interlinked border of twilight,
there also has to be an estuary in a story with a river and a sea,
to bring it a sense of completion
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Date: 07/11/2017
Wanting, to be noticed at a glance!
Needing, to feel like you actually exist
Wanting, to be charmed in romance
Needing, at times a cuddle and a kiss
Wanting, at least one day that’s sunny
Needing, every single night and day
Wanting, someone to call your honey
Needing, at times that I'd better not say
Wanting, what you can't always have
Needing, at times to feel some love
Wanting, everything to be just fab
Needing, perhaps just all of the above
Wanting, is it just part of the excess
Needing, is that not just human instinct
Wanting, oh please oh yes oh yes
Needing, wanting! are they interlinked?
NOTE I DID ORIGINALLY PUT THIS ON HERE BUT IN COMPLETLY DIFFRENT FORM
I HAVE PUT OTHERS ON HERE IN THIS FORM BUT WITH THIS WANTED TO HAVE BOTH INTERTWIN
AS I THINK AT TIMES GO HAND IN HAND?, JUST TRYING TO SEPERATE THE TWO I THINK
THATS THE HEAD DOA.........................................................
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written BY myself David Scott 2014 wants and needs
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Inspierd by own exspearances and of cousre the soup poets 2012 -2014
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note ive not been on here for while as dealing with personal issues at moment
kind of little space in head for much else. will try and get myself back on track hopfuly
Thats why Ive been putting some of my old writes back on here, just updated a little
like broken old habits die hard worlds apart nostalgia she dont know ect...................
Filigree
Celtic Filigree
Graceful filigree unbroken
Weaves a tracery
With strands entwined
Like a whisper from the misty isles
Woven into whorls of melodic unity,
Indivisible spirals of the eternal three,
Thin harp strings of crisscrossed swirls
Weaving lyric filigree
Delicate fine threads elaborate
Earth, water, fire in legends
Of scholar saints and mystics –
Erin’s braided shield
Two hearts intertwined into infinity
As a king’s wisdom brings a benediction
Of enduring life
That reaches back into the dusty kells
Of rosettes in oak roots interlinked
Plaited knotwork - no beginning and no end -
Echoes eons of captured grace
In continuous mystical contours
2-14-23
Contest: Writing Challenge – F Words
Sponsor: Constance La France
There are several well-known Celtic knots including Knotwork, The Trinity Knot, the Dara Knot, Solomon’s Knot and the Love Knot.
One of the meanings of “kells” is cocoon or chrysalis
The stars are your maids and the sun, your veil.
You’re such a mirror of elegant reflection
where beauty peeps and marvels at itself.
Your body all round, always ask to be pet
all tissues sensually interlinked with mesmerizing excitements.
A hundred places resonating when one part is touched.
Boats of lovers, stay stuck in a dense stream of your beauty’s capture
your neck tenderly crafted and hands cutely neonatal
expressing feminine fragility in its finest
and such softness compelling
a rush of constant helping hands and curious minds
to create a zone pack full of dreamers and passionate wishers.
Elegance and sharp attractions
are dyes from extracted colours of Eden’s flowers
your voice is so peaceful and refining
that in your kingdom, there’s no rusty roof
your loose dress, shows off independence with the winds
presenting such limbs to be a masterpiece of affection’s fountains
blending to form a strong intensity so dangerous to men
and with those rolling eyes, powerfully discharging blips of admiration.
The open wings of your heart and your simplicity sum it all
as they fuel an aggressive mass movement
for nature to visit a therapist
to aid its creative power for the birth of more of your kind
to better the status of existence.
Chorus X 2
They await the snow drop to see my spring x 2
their sweet moments, I dehumidify x 2
despite all the wonderful stunts and splurge x 2
my nectar has picked just one principal x 2
1. They’re all lined up from my heart to Jacksie
I’ve one duplex and many piedaterre
all tracing the scent of my lavender
as interlinked goodwill superimpose.
They’ve seen a rich seam of sexuality
with my acceptance sounding so raspy
from the naïve, sincere to amoral
all worship to see nothing of my wrongs.
Chorus
They await the snow drop to see my spring x 2
their sweet moments, I dehumidify x 2
despite all the wonderful stunts and splurge x 2
my nectar has picked just one principal x 2
2. More and more begin to rustle my peace
I’ve eaten all, from candy to trotter
these hearts now gather and loudly babble
making a choice now childish and bumpy
what once started warm is getting frosty
and my long delay seen as treacherous
just one I have to place on the paste-board
to show and be free from this supermax.
Chorus
They await the snow drop to see my spring x 2
their sweet moments, I dehumidify x 2
despite all the wonderful stunts and splurge x 2
my nectar has picked just one principal x 2
act 1
At peak of rhetoric, grim emotions,
tear drops build in blinking eyes with passion,
on his knees stiletto to end it all,
with his own guilty hands he would fall,
a deathly silence greets the hall!!
act 2
“Don’t go! please stay!” she bemoans, pleads with love,
his stony heart yields not, he gives a shove,
on the ground she falls in dust and sorrow,
loses heart- for there is no tomorrow,
grief greets silence in every row!
act 3
the moment when truth is to be revealed,
heart beats faster and every lip is sealed,
she indeed is mother of orphaned child,
life events unfold as by fate compiled!
suppressed, quiet, but tears supplied!
epilogue
human nature to feel when pain bothers,
we shed tears with suffering of others,
interlinked we are in an unseen mesh,
united in thought, divided in flesh,
reason why audience goes hush!
Written 8/05/2021
10,10, 10, 10 8 syllables with aabbb rhyme
Kai Michael Neumann sponsored
When the Audience falls silent poetry contest,
The two intrinsically interlinked aspects
of human subsistence, society and politics,
design the fundamental tenets of world order,
that regulates the dynamics of human coexistence.
The contextual norms and values of society
depict the evolving pattern of political topography
with the transforming architecture of public opinion,
fabricated by the community environment and culture.
The structure of the political system entwined
inseparably with societal fabric of race and gender,
harmoniously connects with the collective hierarchies,
deciding the course the nations will take in the future world.
Can I escape
from my own imbedded think
Rapidly warped perception
is the liquid I drink
What Jesus is saying
I discard with a blink
My mind bent morality
displacing Biblical ink
The collapse of my synapses
interlinked and exhausted
with too many strange thoughts
my mixed mind is accosted
So sinking six feet
a shrivelled seed potted
Mildewed dusty dirty
in the burnt soil rotted
I rise from the ashes
Escape from my dry
Soul, body, mind, reconstitution
on the wind I now fly
Embracing this new freedom
Knowing why my old self had to die
Perspective changes everything
when viewed from on high
For God’s ways are different
He speaks in whispers not a shout
Trusting in His wisdom
removes every doubt
Within this mortal heart
I can feel His Spirit sprout
Who I wished to be before
is no longer what I’m about.
Written May 12, 2020
Richard J. Lamoureux
She walked the labyrinth with her head bowed down
and thought of Christ with His thorny encrusted crown
Each rock was interlinked, attached to a circular maze
and as the sun poured, onto the rocky terrain of Falaise
a silent prayer was uttered, as she set the earth ablaze
She came from the cloistered Abbey on Rue de Calix
having spent so many years kissing her little crucifix
it was a new world here outside, in the soil of France
hundreds of stones polished with natural enhance
its was a time of encapsulated self, in stillborn dance
she awoke after the war, through Normandy's unrest
A mother's diary was tucked inside a wooden chest
filled with flourish scribble from an ancient faded nib
It was meant to help a young woman survive and imbibe
she acquired strength, this little girl named Marie Lepine
Inside a velvet pouch was an old stone from the beach
long before the bombardment, a child was out of reach
Polished with the tears of a mother who cried of fright
for a daughter who was to be left orphaned in the night
She kissed the stone that healed, through love and light.
July 10, 2021
Definition of Lepine in French : Thorn Bush
For Contest : Stones