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(The words in quotes are Ed Sheeran song titles.)
"Remember the name" you loved to repeat?
"Kiss me" again on Piccadilly Street.
Smell the "supermarket flowers---" lilies, roses, and such.
"Take me back to London," where our "shirtsleeves" would touch.
Two "hands of gold" framed with silk sunshine,
clinking together our glasses of wine...
"The hills of Aberfeldy" were never so green
with "a perfect duet" of "the joker and the queen."
Now, from our "castle on the hill," you aim each dart.
Could you find a kinder "way to break my heart?"
"I see fire" raging in every half-truth.
Is "this" the end of us, or just "the end of youth?"
"All of the stars" and "1000 nights"
were witness to some incredible sights...
"One" "perfect" "photograph" beside Big Ben...
Now a picture torn, in need of a mend.
Our still life moments have seen "happier" days.
I can't "stop the rain" of "salt water" haze.
"Shivers" surround me like the windy, grey sky.
"Sycamore" leaves flap fast but never fly.
Your coat, your lips, the blame---"put it all on me"
in public view like "overpass graffiti."
"Bad habits" lead to a thousand "first time(s),"
"a beautiful game," and a thousand new rhymes.
I see the "shape of you" in each "dusty" leaf.
My eyes search the ground, drowning with grief.
"Life goes on" without a yawn or a dream.
The "spark" of my heart is in your "bloodstream."
"Don't" "cross me" out of snapshots, in hopes to forget.
The "best part of me" will change all regret.
8-23-2023
We’re blessed with a wonderful opportunity each morning as we head out our front door
blessed with a chance to be a better person than we were the day before.
It begins the exact moment when our feet first hit the floor
and we realize we’re not exactly the same person we were the day before.
Yes, we’re another day older…be we know there’s something more….
That it’s not just our age that makes us a little different than we were the day before.
There were things that happened yesterday..things our heart and mind could not ignore
that can’t help but make us a little different than we were the day before.
Every day brings a new adventure…which means every moment we’re awake
we have a chance to learn as much from our successes…as we do from our mistakes.
So…with each new adventure…as out into the world we soar…
we hope today we will be a little better than we were the day before.
A little kinder, more compassionate, more accepting…and what’s more
perhaps a little wiser than we were the day before.
If we fail, however, at being a better person than we were the day before…
there is one consolation…life provides us an encore….
Because tomorrow we will be blessed with another opportunity as we walk out our front door
another chance to be a better person than we were the day before.
I lay down my thoughts like an endless river, as the sun sifts light at dawn,
I wish for you to smile, untouched by memories, without my heavy shadow, without the burden.
I see you walking down the old street in the sun, with ice cream melting on your fingers,
Among those who never doubted you, with eyes lit by untouched dreams.
I gave up the dream where I held you, in the crowd that whispered about us.
Perhaps it wasn't them, perhaps I was the executioner, my prayers, empty recitations.
I wonder if you would have met me, before life's masquerade ball,
What chance did a tall rose have, with a lotus blooming in murky waters?
Could your grace have transformed the swamp into a garden of shining stars?
Would your winds have carried the scent into my silent and deep ruin?
Or would my world carved from you have stained your soul's brilliance,
With the rust of unprotected things? How would your pure light shine in shattered mirrors?
Perhaps in a kinder life, you will find someone unafraid of your light,
Whose ruins know how to bloom, not bruise under my weight.
And if I am reborn in that hour, I will remain a shadow, watching you smile, from afar.
So many live life as a masquerade
With guarded heart and masking face
It’s not until we lose or gain in faith
That we are pruned to grow by grace
As the year ends we regret deaths
Thinking of those passed on as left
In the old year we had the same frets
Of love, fear of war, poverty and debt
President Jimmy Carter passed today
He built homes for families his way
With community service he was great
Habitat for humanity homes built safe
New year old wishes for peace on earth
Homes for the unhoused hope is birthed
For humanity to grow kinder with gentle word
For people to be united feel loved and heard
We each sacrifice chronic lives and critical moments,
plotting against those we must become engaged with,
like moths enlightened by burning bushes
rooted in hypnotic holy compost,
watered by fears and laughing tears,
inviting redemption's mutual sacrifice of ego
to balance eco-lateral economic life.
Earth's meaningful
radically inclusive
vocation.
Take off our shoes!
Shields of harsh and hard immunity,
blocking intuitive holonic light-eternal
icons of time's spreading revolution.
Free ourselves from bondage
to competitive economics,
irrationally unbalanced
rush-away ego-competitions.
Slow down this inhumane trauma
to catch up with healing ourselves,
with where we all came from,
with how we all optimally
and ultimately share global polyculturing
smooth-souled orthopraxis,
redeeming our future win/win investments
inherited from diverse Elder progenitors'
eyes and hearts and lungs
inhaling this slower
kinder
cooperative economy,
mindful,
compassionately interdependent
networking trees
of well-shaded life.
Sankofa!
Go back through spacetime to retrieve
nourishing power-enculturing riches
through shaman's natural systemic lens
of wise peace and cooperative justice,
healthy love and wealthy faith,
hope through positive being,
becoming fully incarnate,
fully alive,
Eden's Climax Community,
unfolding within each coincidental moment,
each economic subsidiary life,
each evolving Earth element,
each resonantly reverberating
eco-logical paradigm.
Owl wisely reverses her bilateral receptors,
reminding
rewinding nature's spirited tao systems
of fine-feathered diametric regeneration.
My Life Is Good
Kevin Davis 2025
My life is good—it makes me smile,
As evening comes, I wake a while,
I trace the day, both calm and true,
And thank the life that brought me through.
My life is good; it carries joy
In humble gifts I still enjoy—
The chance to give, to lend a hand,
To love, to listen, to understand.
I have enough to make my way,
To care for mine from day to day,
With love beside me, close and kind,
And steady peace within my mind.
I ask for little—time and grace,
A softer world, a kinder place,
The strength to serve with open heart,
And leave things whole where once I start.
She was interested in learning a new word each day
So she opened the dictionary and began cruising through the pages
On every page she found less than two words she knew
There were millions of words she had never heard in her life.
How did I miss all of them? She asked herself.
She began to list them but they meant nothing without the meaning.
She has a new appreciation now for people who do know the language
It has made her kinder, and more empathetic to her E.L.L. students.
Never in her life has she felt so ignorant and hopeless.
It was the best way possible to develop a new perspective.
She slammed the dictionary shut, determined to not be overwhelmed.
But it did not work. She was intimidated, feeling small and uneducated.
You have two master degrees, her boss argued.
You must know some words.
She knew she did, however, at this second,
On this day, in this study, she could barely
Put a sentence together.
Ouch
Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden
In summertime were very jolly
But what did they do when winter came
And there weren’t any leaves but holly… Ouch!
The dynamic pair needed something to wear
To hide both of their naked bodies
Was no fig leaves left on boughs of trees
And both abhorred being in their noddies.
They searched high and low and found some mistletoe
It’s much kinder on skin than holly
But soon found it was kisses all round
Afore there was season to be jolly.
‘Twas only with creatures of all sorts, of course
No other humans as yet existed
That’d change when apples appeared again
And temptation could not be resisted.
23rd September 2021
''O'' Contest, NEW POEMS Poetry Contest
Sponsoredo by: Constance La France
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"That Dark Place"
that place
where hope waits torturously in vain
and strength is found cloaked in the kinder darkness
it waits patiently in that remote singular quiet
a neat corner of solitude back-of-house
where sonnets call to mind jangling contemplation
of under promises and over zealous outcomes
romancing poésies pressed between
the seconds and the hours, the days and years missed
the metronome tick-ticks luring forth integrity
from phantoms outside of imagination
such a rare well-hidden jewel dangling
on the end of a long chain of events
to find courage sorely missing front-of-house
on its card table of tricks that dark place its truth well lit
and the light once switched, changes the shade
of everything
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Today…
Today my sister died…or maybe it was yesterday
I’m not really sure …how… why… or when… it doesn’t matter now
If only I could talk to her again
I would let her know…
That If I knew that our brief encounter would be our last
I could have been kinder
The words flew thru out of my mouth
I wish I could take them back
Yes, maybe I could have been a better sister
You pushed me away so much
That I had no reason the stay
You were wicked… spiteful… and …mean…
But you were my sister
You never moved on with your life
You suffered from the day Daddy died
Never to love again…
Your high expectations were written in stone…
In your cold …broken… sad… heart
You never knew the love you so needed
You never got what you deserved
You asked so little of life
Yet should have gotten the world
Your life was not sprinkled with true happiness
You were loved...but only felt pain
Why I will never know…
You had so much love to give
But you never found peace..
In life and
Now death
I now wish you peace
I wish you love
I wish you were here with me again
(roll your eyes at me…I know you want to)
Love is for giving
Love is Forgiving
I wish that from you…
8/23/18