Long Magnet Poems
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I rest my head on his shoulder
Thinking that it was all over
I thought I was there but I was
Still floating in the air, parachuting
Through the galaxy gliding with the stars
And reminiscing the glory of my living years
I could not tell the difference
Between day and night
or the morning from the evening
For the moon was nowhere in sight
And there was no daylight, but a
Colorful bliss wet my appetite
Oh what magnificent sight
The galaxy opens into a tunnel
And I cruise through it absorbing
The essence of life in space
A magnet beauty embroider within
and in seconds our destiny begins
a million light years have passed
since we evolve out of the dark
with the speed of light
until everything was out of sight
It arose my emotion and evoke every sensory
Glands and I drift in space
I mingle with the colors of light and
Behold the beauty of the human race
And everything suddenly came in place
And it was all where it begins
Midnight transformed into daylight
And fill my heart with the mystical peace
I drenched myself in the solitude of the moment
And absorb the sweet romance in my mind
And I was lost in time
I knew the ecstatic bliss was coming to an end
When I felt the blood running through my vein
Something got hold of my feet and I knew that
The mission was complete, we lay it all down
In the middle of ocean bed and gravity had me bound
The crowd descends on shore and they wanted more
Everyone was waiting for me to celebrate the victory.
Just lay it down and wonders will come to your town.
A hollow shell, a vacant space
A candle wick, devoid of flame's warm face
A book with pages blank and white
A life without a heartbeat, lost in night
I'm the anomaly, a puzzle piece astray
A magnet for the broken, the dark of day
I attract the shattered, the flawed and worn
Like a moth to flame, they come, and I am torn
My heart, a supernova, expansive and wide
A cosmic curse, in a world where love won't abide
I'm blind to flaws, seeing only light
A naive fool, in a world that's lost its sight
I'm a seeker of the good, a collector of souls
But like a lighthouse, I guide the lost to my shores
They come for shelter, but bring the storm inside
And I'm left to wonder, why I'm the one who'll bleed and hide
A heart so vast, it swallows me whole
A reservoir of love, in a world that makes me cold
I'm the whisperer of secrets, the keeper of the pain
A collector of broken hearts, a graveyard of love in vain
My heart is a battlefield, a war zone of emotions
A place where love and hurt go to collide
I'm a wanderer, searching for a place to belong
A stranger in a strange land, where love is a foreign tongue
In this heartless world, I'm a relic of the past
A reminder of a time when love was real, and hearts didn't rust
But still I hold on, to the flame that flickers within
A beacon of hope, in a world that's lost its way, and can't find its kin
The title captures the reader’s attention,
It's like bait on a hook that draws the reader in.
Let it be clever and creative; your own invention.
It supports the message expressed within.
A title can be like a magnet; it has pulling power,
and compels the reader to take a look.
Stops one in their tracks no matter the hour,
they feel like they must open the book.
The title can't be some mere afterthought,
something that's made up at the last second.
A carefully picked title gives books a strong shot;
it can be so captivating that it will beckon.
Some books are left abandoned on a shelf
because their title didn't stand out in a crowd.
A write with a stunning title advertises itself,
choose one amazing; so you can be proud.
05/02/2021
Law of attraction, one's mastered their own universe mentally,
Attract positive thought process to manifest,
Worry a magnet for negatively
Optimism produce healthy life, health, and wealth,
Faith, forgiveness, and freedom, law of attraction stimulate,
Ageless, abundance, achievement, ambition, and a well-being, brought on with clear thinking,
Trust the process and self,
Thankfulness bring more blessings,
Risk-taking,
Achieve goals with faith,
Command every desire into existence,
Tap into intuition; mediation,
Inspire to be inspired,
Open-mind brings success,
Nurture self; ours
Florid banshees recoiled, neck and hankering sneer.
A succinctly exuberant suggestion when selective.
Came on, fell flat with laconic ornamentation.
A miniature jaunt, interment; glove comparted.
Pin-striped foxtails attuned tune maddening clairvoyants.
Precisely predisposed, wine-flavored latten tobaccos.
A wooden-tipped juxtaposition, stilling waisted.
Bygone midge nonguarded, slunk olive drabbing on bayou.
Thicken handkerchief lightly dabbing brow.
Darkness entrapment, fiat practice gymnastics.
Money management, coinage magnet, honored in mathematics.
Backflipping,
Backtracking,
Backpacking.
Super-Soaker moisture, quickie; quickly, socks on prickly.
Sloped incline, inside Mount Saint Helens' Slip 'n Slide.
Him
Beautiful - Handsome - Androgynous
Charismatic - Understanding - Unifying
Knows your pain...
Your desire to belong - Yearning
Want for something bigger
Your purpose... Meaning
He will fulfill all the desires of the faithful
The avarice... The political seekers... The powerful
The meek
The poor in spirit --- The elect
He knows God’s laws --- God’s word
Deep familiarity with Jesus
He brings light
Bears light
A new light --- A new way
Appeals to the minds of men
Curiosity
Carrying prophesy
Holiness in his left hand Deviance in the right
A magnet-To-Soul Iron filings
He is
Once disrobed
Much too late to recoil
The ultimate
Numerology master
Twister of wrong for right
The man of perdition
The
Antichrist
(c) 2025 Emily C, Archer
The owls hoot in chorus to each other where I live
Wisdom spreads in the night, tree to tree, through darkness
How true it is, such wise thoughts are not seen but known
By those who choose to learn in the course of life
I heard the flapping of wings one time, as one flew toward me
It landed on a tree nearby, hooting messages in the silence
I listened intently as other owls answered from a distance
Then my thoughts rested, leaving only one thought behind
Gently I sat on a nearby rock, to listen more to the hooting
The air was calm, smelling life within the oak trees
I could feel my heartbeat thumping in my chest
I could feel Gaia’s life force vibrating on my feet
A kind of phenomenal magnet was attracting the birds
They were coming from almost all trees to perch close to me
I wasn’t frightened at all; I was calm as the owls went on hooting
Our souls were somehow connected to the rhythm of the universe
As my soul was lifted with the chorus in the trees
Enlightened from the crescendo of their soothing hooting
They seemed to sense my presence, sitting here alone
As more came along to join the music in the Oaks
They flew, they perched and they found me, their audience here on the hill
But, I was one with them as the silence was broken
A message of unity came over me, hoot by hoot, with each moment
Calling to me, as I listened, while their wise message resonated within
Heidi Sands and Teddy Kimathi
7/14/17
Blue skies
No fluffy clouds
Fond sighs
Mellow not loud
By and by
Such mystic sighs
A sure cry
Leaps high from high
Rhymes brief
Sheer paradox
Old grief
Out-of-the-box
Line by line
Words now encrypt
Feelings brine
Thoughts to decrypt
Sense feel
Unplug the gaps
Work bills
Query mind map
Cry floods cry
Mind magnet stretch
High seeds sigh
Sly words to match
Plant seeds
Let ideas bloom
Feed need
Urge and surge groom
Dark night
Shadows verge here
No light
Insidious spheres
Dance deep daze
Waltz between sneeze
In foul craze
Sour scented squeeze
Haze comes
Ugly taste stalls
Straight sums
Flair flavours gall
Leon Enriquez
16 May 2017
Singapore
“I Hear the Song in Reverse”
You are my song
in reverse;
I real you in
like a fox on the run
with your story
between my teeth,
a cotton reel
spun on an old Singer
sewing machine
stolen and unraveling
dream moments
from your youth
and past the future,
I run I run
I see everything in
the stitches of a
spine on the
book that
is titled,
“Mine”,
but
TRUTH
be told
it is yours.
I live the life
of a Smyth Sewer
threading life stories
through loops
You are always
shimmering
inside the pocket
of my
Heart
Locked,
but running free
in the Magnet
that is my Mind
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
everyone I have ever loved...or touched.
“In Birdsong” / Everything Everything
https://youtu.be/mcWwGBHa24g
...how so very beautiful,
The Lyrics:
https://genius.com/Everything-everything-in-birdsong-lyrics
1. Smyth Sewer
http://www.smyth.it/index.php/smyths-initial-production-of-sewing-machines-for-books/?lang=en
2. Real/Reel
perceptions can be off,,,claiming to see,
that we know that persons character and personality,
why do they do the things that they do?,
do we take the time to understand the struggles they go through?,
caution can breed at an alarming rate,
teach me to step back, Lord, and to watch what i say,
trust comes in various forms,
we're always observing to know our limitations more,
not based on another's assumptions,
that could possibly reek of a ton of bad judgement,
kindness, patience, perserverance draws in,
and brings out the love past the ugliest of sins,
the focus changes it's gravity,
like a magnet, love takes us where he wants us to be.