Long Necklace Poems
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Once again, I've spent my day
drifting among the drifting dunes
staring at colorful bits of ocean-tumbled glass
that shimmer, sparkle
and refract the still-warm October light
in my shaking uncertain hand
as though I was looking
into my very own past and future
at the same time
that was made from pieces like these,
pieces of joy, heartache, happiness
and little shards of leftover sorrow
that had repeatedly washed ashore
over a lifetime of trying to recall
everything that ever mattered.
And the gulls know,
for they know everything and see everything
from their airborne perch and they, no doubt,
know everything about this drifting drifter
now settled snug and secure
in the side of an ever-changing dune,
my wind-shifted haven for this wanderer
who comes here every day
scouring the beach and scouring the soul
for blue, green, frosted and amber gems
loosened from Neptune's necklace
hidden amid stranded seaweed and the twisted wood
of abandoned piers and long-sunken boats
that have been worn down in the dark briny depths
into otherworldly sculpted creatures
along this deserted beach of my sun-faded childhood.
What is it about sea glass and sand dunes
I ask myself and any passing stranger
who also believes in salt-laden breezes,
rock jetties, lighthouses,
old fishing nets, tarnished brass lanterns,
rain-soaked Saturdays
and the bellowing of unseen foghorns?
I quietly put my fragmented multicolored amulets
in my pocket and begin the walk home
amid patches of beach grass and goldenrod
to the endless sound of icy-gray waves
and the cries of my friends the gulls
who know I will be back another day
to drift and to ponder and to search
for even more sea glass and sand dunes
once again.
remembrance gentle like babe’s foot
smooth creamy warm
cradle handed down as heritage
here we sit waiting for christening
oblivious to what she will bear
what joys and anguish
hall clock ticktock
he is late with his mantras
to be whispered in her ear
soft purr of cat circles room —
nobody requires to speak
we roll new name on our tongues
over and over like counting
pearls on a necklace or
sweat drops down throat
even westwind is quiet today
a starling lands on sill
does not twitter, waits silent
she passes from one arm to next
wordless chaste enchanting
white crochet shawl alive
with granny’s hands —
teapot smiles rooibos tea
iced biscuits and cherries bedeck
oval oak sturdy, assured, steady
we hear his car in driveway
murmur a prayer of thanksgiving
still we whisper, still starling
has not flown or tweeted
teeny gold identity bangle glisten
white daisies shiver in bowl
petals endorse sound of name
beauty birthed has no time
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[Poet’s Note : Inspired by : Benicia Poet Laureate Emerita, Johanna Ely’s Poem : What Still Matters | Confirm : No AI ]
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My keys are clipped at the end of a short dog leash.
The leash's handle allows my belt to slip through it very easily,
and secure my "key chain" to my body.
I can now fish my keys from my pocket very easily
without having to search for them among all of my pocket debris
I also wear a necklace. It's my only jewelry,
but I don't wear it as a fashion statement accessory.
Around my neck a silver chain dog collar graces me.
With my dog collar necklace and my short dog leash key chain
I'm now ready for any lost dog or stray dog emergency.
I can now control them to a much higher degree
and guide them all back to their homes safely,
or rescue any stray, ferral dog that may be in dire need.
You'd be surprised to know how often this happens to me.
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The above is an example of multi tasking as performed by yours truly.
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No one knows about me here,
Alone with me, myself and I –
I have no urge to cry
No one knows what I feel…
I feel hope and no fear
Making a little effort to belong…
No, I’m not that shy…
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
Echoes of the past reminiscences reach my ears
Please be kind to a forlorn individual
I’m as dry as a raisin and I’m reduced to these useless tears for years
Don’t pick a fight with me – I’m not willing to win the dual…
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
You hurt me in the process
Numb the distress
Ruined by pangs of darkness
Your diamond necklace shines in the sun
But, my work will not be done
The journey of our lives has just begun
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
Staring into space, imagining racing horses,
Trampling down the sorrow of yesterday’s tomorrow
Falling behind without a smear of gladness
In the reflection of my eyes of oceans and spaces…
Leaving it without a trace...forgetting to tie my shoelaces
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
Silence has abandoned me
I’m like an orphan that weeps bitterly
Staring into space…space…space…
Prayin for God’s everlasting grace…
Trying to keep pace on this treacherous race
Her mind thinks he doesn't care.
That he doesn't notice
and he no longer feels but
his fate is a burning effigy.
kindled from his own flames
and the rain shows no mercy,
so how can he save her?
Since butterflies no longer
grace his dahlia,
he's become isolated
from silent selenophiles,
whilst 'rudeneja' sensations
plague his spirit.
Resembling indigo horizons without a moon,
a Siberian sun unable to ascend,
he's sinking - wondering if;
he was born upon the dawn of pain.
He's too afraid to weep,
knowing she cannot capture
that which falls, and she'll
let them float away,
like feathers in a storm,
but in this inner silence,
she's the tempest,
a whirlwind of lyrics -
too volatile to be sung.
When all calms, he wonders,
if the elements will show compassion,
as the breeze keeps whispering her name -
confusing his illusions.
He hopes one day there will be clarity.
To make sense of perpendicular hearts,
beating alone - abandoned upon
shores no longer kissed by the tide.
Are they losing to gain or gaining to lose?
There's a marketplace selling love,
but nothing seems sincere,
so he remains an unpurchased
gift to the world
and until his last breath,
he'll always remain an amulet,
chained upon her necklace.
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Ya'll no the one. A man meets a Woman, they began talking and take steps toward being friends and becoming more and more friendly. This doesn't jive with her life style, as she has selected to be a person who values female friendship over the priorities of being a woman in a one man, one woman relationship, with furthering that foster marriage and supports the union through all the aspects of caring. He has never had a relationship that was noteworthy and could be used to compare, might one would do so to show comparison and compatibility He buy's her a necklace and the woman cites him as trying to manipulate her and cites possible grooming tactics: but he is sincere and gifts her from kindness. They speak of enjoying a concert, she again speaks this to her friends, and they speak ill of such doings as they find the whole event unyielding and not worthy of conversation.
.This then isolates her from potential partnering; with him where quality time could be shared and enjoyed.
Than separating him and her where it is visible seen and frustrating to those involved. Her relationship with her family then becomes strained. Needing money her fiends then speaks of the gentlemen as a support system, still not as someone worthy enough to be loved. oThen the friends began to separate the two from one another as they appear happy again.. Blurring the lines and frustrating there togetherness, they separate her from her support systems from her support systems which is a tactic often used by traffickers and abusers to gain control and increase dependency. Thus she decided to abandon the guy and collaborate in full reversal of what had been established before creating conversations that could began frustrated things in conversation.
-------Written By:--------Publius Ovidius Naso-------------------Al-Hakawati:------------------------------------------------------Respectivly-----------------------
Marilyn wore a pretty pearl of yellowish white
on her golden necklace, which had an alluring shine,
anytime she was in the mood for a kiss and an embrace;
I constantly doubted her honesty from her unconvincing face.
It was a clear midnight and that pearl
resembled a small moon anyone wanted to own;
I touched and felt its charm giving it another frown,
but unknowingly, I seemed to have broken the mystical spell.
No longer she desired those kissess she thought were " Sweet and wild "...
but she suddenly ran in shame as someone who had lost all pride;
oh, the blame was on me for having touched it and fantasized!
Yes, untrue love has its prize: a shattered dream never realized!
Beautiful Marilyn, are you wearing the same pearl to attract
another guy and make him taste Heaven with flames of Hell?
I would cover your bed with roses and rubies, if you threw away the pearl
that enchanted me with your spell and made me lose you on a lovely night!
Luna beckon's a siren's song
To reach the crescent moon,
she awakens before the water serpents arise,
and sea merchants sailing in from shores nearby
At crack of dawn and drawn to flickering lights,
night's natator of the bluest sea
zigzag's through the starfish
Caught in a seaweed beaded necklace,
tangled in nets sailors left adrift,
she reaches the open prismatic sky
A rainbow parrot fish tail flips over
smoothed sea glass rock
A siren goddess appears
Multicolored moments, eyes dilate
as indigo hues glow—it blankets
in silhouettes upon flowing strands of hair
Embracing the early morn with a sigh,
mystified mermaid from deep underwater
her thumping heart beats calm, in sync
with the crashing wave as it trickles down
A phenomenal crescent moon luminescent
As a cool salty wash laps the rocky shore,
it recedes with sizzling sounds leaving
pocket holes in the wet sand
Dawn calls with haunting cries,
she sings a siren's song
Imma toss you an adventure, I stole from the stars
In sparkling glass vials & Mason Jars
Imma make you a witch bottle
So beautifully new to you
Jumpstart our process - rekindle & renew
Extraordinary rock in my life to keep me straight
But sometimes you're there - & sometimes I wait
Inconsistency makes me wonder
Whether or not you can still handle my thunder
My infectious personality that rubs off on you
Random & spontaneous - Loyal, faithful, & true
First chance done -is there a 2nd chance with you?
Open eyes, open wide, closed heart inside
Dangling from your necklace, lies the key & pride
Ambitious & stubborn - you've almost found me
You've gone places in me, nobody will ever see
Tailor-cut memories - cookie-cutter cake
Quickly fading & I don't wanna make that mistake
Hello - I rise - every morning by your side
Waking to your personality every day a surprise
Victory in Valhalla - where I'll chase you to
Gladly going to the end of the cosmos for you
I would re-organize the stars spelling your name
I would positively shoulder the blame & shame
Lying to police - if they never knew your name
I would move the planets all for you
You're hurting? - So medicinal potions I'd brew
Take your side - right, wrong, or indifferent
Everyone else in my life I'd relinquish
We wouldn't be together 'cause of simple history
You're King & I'm Queen - of pixelated mystery
As evanescent as the mist
One morning disappeared in a boat
Without any trace
Leaving a plethora of remembrances
That persisted in the mind as a dulcet sound
A blue sapphire necklace was the symbol of
An invisible bond through the eternity
Doubts grew in the heart
Separating two twin souls
That once swore love forever
Keepsake letters were the symbol of the
Idyllic romance that bloomed under the moon
When sparks ignited, beginning gazes with
Rhapsodic rapture conveying feelings not
Expressed with words
The chrysalis emerged from the cocoon as a
Beautiful butterfly attracted to the fire
A diamond ring will be the talisman
That felicity transcends time
With a radiant smile
1-22-2016