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among green foliage and slender twigs, perched a graceful mellifluous Nightingale.
Chickadees, Robins, Orioles stopped their synchronised cadence of rhythmic tweets, in anticipation..
a tranquil silence fell in the forest, a quiet trance around...
tall majestic trees stopped swaying their aspiring branches,
plants and shrubs and bushes softly emanated saffron scent,
rustling fragrant breeze whispered lilac mystery,
chartreuse clouds stooped and gently touched the treetops,
tangerine twilight moon flickered ribbons of love,
ravishing flowers opened their petite petals blazing red blush in awe!
Nightingale sang the most melodious song, sprinkling amber passion,
It sang a symphony pouring its heart, weaving
the story of eternal love and loss,
mesmerizing the audience with lavender dreams and hopes
a dazed forest stood still ...
All hushed !
Written May 6, 2021
POTW May 9, 2021
All Yours - June 22, 2021 -Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
So, as we say in Greece
That’s where I’ll End my story
For the things that happen next
Weren’t made for song of glory
So many Tails, throughout the ages
Have spoke of love and loss
Of passions and betrayals
The triumphs and the cost
But never was one told
That meant as much to me
To launch a thousand ships
And survived through history
And with every great Greek story
There’s a lesson to be learn
So, I’ll leave you with this message
Now the last page, has been turned
The moral still stands true
Throughout all time, which passes
Don’t steal a person’s love away
And beware Greeks bare-ing asses
THEE END Authored By Jerry T Curtis
08/10/2014
The Year of The Horse
A poem is a conduit,
Like a cable or a wire.
It just provides a pathway
To communicate, inspire.
A way to share our inner self
Our psyche or our soul
Those feelings that we can’t express
Given life upon a scroll
We solder our spirit to paper
Words, like rivets, secure
Sadness, loss, joy and fear,
Grief and so much more
Words, like many balls of wool
We weave to form a shawl
Life’s tapestry of love and loss
That’s common to us all.
Touching something deep within
It moves us and creates
The space to see another’s view,
Their triumphs and their fates.
So do not judge those that aspire,
Through poetry and verse,
To reach the canyons of our souls
For better or for worse.
Not for judgement do we share
Our human need and pain,
But seek only to communicate
And no other form of gain.
There is much that makes us different
But the poet as he writes,
Captures all that makes us human
Not what divides, but what unites.
It’s a lifebuoy to the drowning.
A flare launched in seas unknown.
A hope, a cry, a reaching out
To know that we are not alone.
When they fell in love he felt blessed to find a person he adored.
He couldn’t control his happiness…he’d never felt such love before.
He thought he loved her more than anyone could love her…
He thought he loved her like no-one ever had…
until the day she took him home and introduced him to her dad.
Immediately they understood how similar they were…
how the two of them shared, in their own way, a profound love for her.
How, although in her life each of their loves played a different part…
the two of them both loved her with all the love within their hearts.
But as beautiful and as everlasting as love is…life itself is brief…
and one byproduct of loving…one consequence…is grief.
When her father died she was filled with sorrow
knowing her world would never be as it was before…….
knowing he would not be here to love her anymore.
He didn’t know how to help her fix something she couldn’t repair…restore…rebuild…
didn’t know how to help her fill a void that can’t be filled.
He knew moving forward would be difficult…that times ahead would be rough…
but he also knew how much he loved her her…
and he hoped that love would be enough.
As she lay sobbing into her pillow…
she felt his gentle touch…
“I guess now,” he said kissing her hand,
“I’ll have to love you twice as much.”
Easier now to get through the day
you know, when it's quiet and..
you hear a voice in dream..
a bright star in the morning.
The way we were taught to
share in life's embarrassing bond-
waiting so long to finally know
what it meant to grow up.
Wish I never asked, and that you never
scolded me. Told me to let you go,
and put you out in the cold.
'Specially hard now in remembering
how much I counted on you.., to be
even giving your last dime, with
nothing to prove.
Just wish I'd known,
how little left you had
to lose.
Everyone deserves to be loved..,
loved and forgiven for the mess they left.
Granted a takeback now and then
s'what I wish for time and again.
Just to hear a familiar voice, the talks
we had,
of life and love and loss.
Wish you could've told me about your hardest days.
Been so many years, maybe y'know
how much I've missed you, your kind advice.
Funny things you'd say to make me laugh
carry all my troubles, though oh so simple now.
Seems they'll never come again, those sweet
naive tears of youth no longer need to hide.
This twenty-fifth note to you,
to the stars that failed to align,
more than any deserve, forgiveness
I love you always brother..
return and be still.
(Verse 1) In the quiet of the night, I hear your laughter, Echoes of a love that came and went so fast. Looking at the stars, I wonder what you’re after, While I sift through memories, shadows from the past. (Pre-Chorus) Every smile that we shared, now feels like a ghost, A flicker in the dark, of what we wanted most. (Chorus) Something in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself, In a world where love still dances, In your arms, I can tell. But there's a truth in silence, That we both tried to ignore, Hope this feeling lasts forever, But it’s knocking at my door. (Verse 2) If you knew how lonely my life has been, Every hour drags like an old, worn-out sin. In the spaces between, I can still hear your song, But it’s a melody of sorrow, where I no longer belong. (Pre-Chorus) You were my sunbeam, now just a fading light, Searching for a reason to let go of the fight. (Chorus) Something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast, Yet every word feels heavy, as it echoes from the past. I wish you could see me, standing here alone, Trying to find the pieces of a heart that’s turned to stone. (Bridge) And I see you moving on, painting your own skies, While I’m left with shadows, and unspoken goodbyes. But deep inside my soul, there’s a flicker of hope, That one day I’ll find the strength to learn how to cope. (Chorus) Something in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself, In the dreams we painted, put away on a shelf. If you knew how I’m holding on to what we used to be, Wishing for a moment, where you’d still come back to me. (Outro) But I’ll keep on walking, through the remnants of our days, Trying to find my way, in this endless maze. Though it feels like I’m losing, in this game of love and loss, I’ll cherish all the laughter, and accept the heavy cost.
And under the deep sorrow of my heart
There is a deeper happiness beneath
Though neither can be measured on a chart
The sorrow in my breast cannot be taught
But human beings each discover grief
Underneath the centre of our hearts
Sorrow is no fish that can be caught
Acceptance,toleration may relieve
Though neither can be measured on a chart
The happiness below the dark unsought
This feeling is surprising but believe
It’s underneath the sorrows of the heart
From our love and loss a self is wrought
As if our self must first be reconceived
Nothing can be measured on a chart
Trust the darkness, for Love is no thief
And neither does it ever want deceit
Feeling joy and sorrow in my heart
No life or love is measured on a chart
The old man sits, weary, by the broken cross,
Where God once whispered secrets to the wind.
A serpent slithers, born of shadowed loss,
While heaven weeps for what it could not mend.
Satan's laughter echoes in the void,
As light and darkness wrestle for the soul.
A son, with weary eyes, is heaven's choice,
To cleanse the world, to make the broken whole.
In bitter silence, angels turn away,
For blood must spill before the dawn can rise.
God's hand, unsteady, strikes the final blow,
While Satan smiles, for even gods must cry.
The world turns on, though truth is buried deep,
Where love and loss in quiet graves must sleep.
Life’s journey starts with morning light,
With cries and whispers, small and bright.
Each step we take, a breath we give,
In patterns woven, learn to live.
The spring of youth, so full of bloom,
With laughter echoing in each room.
The world’s a stage, a grand display,
With dreams and hopes in bright array.
Through summer’s heat, we forge our path,
With love and loss, with joy and wrath.
We chase the sun, we scale the heights,
We bask in days and cherish nights.
But autumn calls with hues of gold,
With stories shared and hands to hold.
Our pace slows down, our vision clear,
The end draws near, yet we don’t fear.
Winter whispers in the cold,
With tales of time and growing old.
The snowflakes fall, a gentle breath,
A solemn dance, the path to death.
And so we walk from birth to end,
A circle closed, a life to spend.
The path of life, a fleeting breath,
And at its end, the peace of death.
For in the stillness, silence deep,
A promise kept, a final sleep.
The path of life, with joy and strife,
And death, the end of precious life.
Beneath the setting sun, I search gently
In shadows cast by dreams of yesterday
where whispers of the wind sound heavenly
I dance beneath the stars that softly sway
Shizumanu taiyo, where is your light
With every note I play, I sense you near
Guide me through the darkness of the night
so, I can feel your warmth, forever here
Through echoes of the past, I search for meaning
In melodies that vibrate through my heart
Strings of time, leave a child dreaming
of love and loss that never truly part
Shizumanu taiyo, where is your light
With every note I play, I sense you near
Guide me through the darkness of the night
so, I can feel your warmth, forever here
In soft silence I recall your glory
Knowing through storms your embrace keeps me warm
With each chord I strike, I relive your story
Beneath the setting sun, our bond will form
Shizumanu taiyo, where is your light
With every note I play, I sense you near
Guide me through the darkness of the night
so, I can feel your warmth, forever here
As twilight calls and stars sparkle so clear
I'll play one last time with abiding grace
I know your eternal glow will appear
and one day I'll be blessed with your face