Long Neptune Poems
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Lending eyesight past the retinal lens.
Seeking the sight through
the light of a looking glass.
Our home star shines through the parted clouds lay above.
Dauntless gamut, the drum is destructive by force.
Seeing the colors of healing in perfect tune.
Harbinger night terrified in horrifying hums.
Sat the same way across, open mouth absorbing what she can't.
Long time coming to triumphant horned brass.
Blearing these praises cross simple landscape paintings.
The trill of the ringing without the slightest bit of hearing.
Loathing no other in this decorative world.
Hurling the self down through a whirlwind turmoil.
Cascading down the eye of Neptune.
A resemblance jauntily bouncing, striking true ranging trident as if javelin.
I have never seen a flower blush when I took it's hue
and held it there a prisoner captive to my view.
I have always heard the song that's in the autumn breeze
playing taps in harmony with the forest leaves.
I love the smell of rain that brings the springtime into bud
and swells my love of nature into a teeming flood.
I celebrate the cycle of the daytime into night
and find an equal blessing in the shadow and the light.
I've always felt affinity for all created things
and surrender to the pleasure that their beauty brings.
And though I could spent a lifetime sailing drops of dew
I've never seen a universe as beautiful as you.
I've often sat myself by gentle mountain streams
and overflowed the dams that were holding back my dreams.
I've breathed the scented forest on the mountainside
and washed away my sorrows in an evening ocean tide.
I've laid down in a meadow and debated with the moon
and spent some quiet moments on the surface of Neptune.
I got married to a zodiac with one of Saturn's rings
then spied a super nova and went on a cosmic fling.
I've run away to nebulae in galaxy brochures
and bathed in scenes of wonders on distant planet shores.
Every cosmos in creation could parade before my view
but I've never seen a universe as beautiful as you.
I've never seen a tree once withdraw it's shade
and deny a creature the comfort of its aid.
I've never seen any anger in the sun at noon
when it burns relentlessly on the desert dune.
At sunrise I take an oath to live with all my might
and reinforce my gratitude each and every night.
I could spend some hours riding on a crystal flake
drifting wildly in a gale mindless of my fate.
Many times I've been through trials of wind and rain and snow
then sentenced to the splendors that the seasons show.
And though I've searched throughout creation, I must say this is true
I've never seen a universe as beautiful as you.
To the moon and back
If you ever doubt the words that fall from my lips,
The ones that sting, the ones that bruise, the ones that slip.
Know I’ll write your worth across the stars,
Carve your name on Neptune, let Jupiter linger in your scars.
I’ll tell you I love you, even when it’s wrong,
I’ll make it real, make it first,
some call me Neil Armstrong, he may be the first to touch the moon,
but I will be first to tell you I love you, morning, night, and noon.
I’ll paint your beauty on Mercury, the closest to the sun,
Let its light blaze bright as I whisper, “You’re still the one.”
I’ll make the stars burn brighter than they’ve ever shone,
Mark your name across the galaxy, so you’ll never be alone.
The one in my dreams, the galaxy’s farthest reach,
The brightest, wildest star, the lesson love will teach.
I’ll paint you on Earth, in space, in the heart I guard where your fingers continue to trace.
So if you doubt the words I tremble to say,
Just know I’ve painted you across the Milky Way.
A beach or beaches, so many to explore,
Ocean or sea or bay are viewed, some never seen before
Familiar rocks, lighthouses erected to save lives
Seagulls activity, their sounds and out of control flight.
The sea seems to call like sirens from sea adventure tales
Stories of Mermaids, Neptune and Davey Jones locker
The loneliness of sailors as they sail the seven seas
Memories Abound as sea shanties are sang.
Waves breaking as they roll to the shore
Slowed down until they are no more
Soft sand or pebbles dependent of time gone by
Sand to walk on, it squelches between toes.
Pebbles that hurt feet, protect the coastline
Sounds of pebbles moving, as the tide washes over them
Angry waves soothed as they reach the shore
Tides relentless movement for evermore
Fear of watching the sea in the darkness of night
What lays beneath the sea surface?
Another world, all fish species fighting for their lives
Fishermen, why not fisherwomen described?
When do they decide, their catch enough will fill?
Regulations looked after by whom
Fishing boats with massive nets drag the ocean floor
No creature is safe from these marauders.
Restaurant fish meals, eyes looking sad
Better to choose cutlets, no feelings of where from
Feelings whirl as you leave this wondrous haven
Striding through life with new found admiration.
For You my love's unwavering
and ample to inspire;
its passion for You burns red-hot
like a blazing bonfire.
All the year long my thoughts o'er You
captivate and free me;
they form wing-like to my caged mind
which You give liberty.
Like the vast, bottomless oceans
my warmth for You runs deep;
in its depths is my great ardor
that makes great Neptune weep.
Like Helen of Troy Your fair face
surely can launch a fleet
of a thousand ships brimming with
Greeks who'd war by Your feet.
Even Homer's rich, epic verse
cannot do You justice;
his oft-sung poetry pales near
You, my gold-maned goddess.
Were You deity of Greek myth
You'd be Aphrodite,
a numen of unsurpassed grace
and unrivaled beauty;
or Athena, goddess of wisdom,
justice, the arts and war.
As deity of lore and truth,
You'd shut ignorance's door.
On life's tempestuous seas, You'd
foreshadow bright omens
as harbinger of good fortunes,
and patron of captains.
Your rare spirit so enrapts me,
and carries me along
that the joy of Your company
compels me to new song.
I wish at last to pen, Beloved,
that what I have begun
with this poem won't be f'nished until
we're together as one!
you've entered my house again
against all odds i followed aimlessly
amid my consumed desire for the sun
captured in your gaze exposing
horse's with seven heads i sighed
for ezekiel's pastoral conditions
weathered so beneath st francis's
torn soles eagerly you cringed
at the opening of yoni while exploring
ciaro's entrance abode an yet weakened
by surah's soiled stained garments of satin
revealing thy bosom catering to yusuf's
wandering soul piercing the mauve sky
breaking neptune into rapture formed
inspite hindu's mental wrath covered
in crawling grapevines upon mount olives
one would rather see madness than discover
the darkness of the moons sultry glow
tasting earths sweet nectar in a quiet realm
across rushing tides we'd meet again
crawling and clawing our way back
savages simply to be devoured
to soon beseeched by mere threads
of solidarity mirth and sweet virtue
Oh what I would give, for such sweet tasting emotions
As my own that I have in my heart to give
To be loved in return and in it’s complete fullest
Would adequately accommodate my heart’s desires
When I think of this person, man or woman be
I wonder if in this universe they are present
All of my life, being abandoned and betrayed
I’ve highly sought after, with somebody to stay
When everyone you meet, destroys your trust
Becoming an anchor that drags at your feet
The belief in love itself can fade away
Such wonderful bondage between two
A hopeless romantic I’ve thought to be
With someone I could share all of my poetry
Laying under a thousand night skies together
Taking refuge in the darkness that hides all
Gently they hold me, we share a kiss
Our hearts united, ineffable love shared between
My legs around their waist, staring into gem eyes
Every star reflecting against their beauty
Our latibule will be wherever we are
Because when we are together
The world will bow down to us
A dynasty that will reign eternal
Long lasting legacy of purest love
United together, two hearts in sync
Sharing the same passion, crystal dreams
Oh foretold in prophecy this unity would be
Every diamond that rained on Neptune
Would not be able to replace the price
Of this perfectly made romance
Even if I can only see it in my reverie
How my soul longs for redamancy
Steep, sharp, split, and, as an abandoned architecture, weak
How I managed to get to its top, I truly don't know.
Fear, frustration, angst, awe, and helplessness were at their peak.
Over the sea beneath the cliffs, worn-out yachts slowly row.
On whom should I put my faith at this hour of nullity?
What a fool am I who could go up and couldn't come down?
Amidst tensions and terrors, thrills find no utility.
In the circus of existence, have I become a clown?
A tinge of pain and despair mingles with my loneliness.
Avalanches of aches fill and drill my physique and psyche.
I pray to Neptune, Najm, and Xama; crawl down in coolness.
Though well-drowned and dead in dread, I touch the fringes of Nike.
Each precipice venture is one's inner soul's exploration.
Midst the loss of self, there's divine identification.
Visual 1
Earth does ballet to stay in shape
dancing before the rubbernecking moon
that chases us around the sun
making waves in oceans like our emotions
…for an obnoxious pet.
Mars and Venus are anxious lovers
who can’t cuddle in their king sized bed
because restless Earth sprawls wide between them
constantly turning, warm and feverish.
...but not like Mercury.
Mercury has cancer and a great tan from all the sun.
Puerile asteroids caper about the solar system
giggling and sharing jokes with the big galoot--
Jupiter is stupid, but loves a hearty laugh.
Poop and fart jokes are favorites
…Jupiter is always gassy.
Saturn is too discerning for such unrefined buffoonery.
She’s the hula hoop queen
…4.5 billion years and counting.
Loved by all, but secretly engaged.
Mopey, woebegone Uranus wears the other ring.
On their first date Saturn was pretty in pink and
Uranus smelled awful
…Jupiter loves that joke.
Still, nobody stirs up trouble like Neptune who
takes a three-pronged approach to everything
and made Pluto cry with news of adoption.
Since then, Pluto has grown
…quite distant.
All the while, the sun smiles a contented smile...
...and looks on.
05/28/15
Submission for Lexi's Art Contest
Hosted by: Mystic Rose
Oceans' august waves, born when time began,
peaceful, serene as they whisper to land.
Caressing sand, a gift of starfish shells,
their music heard, a concerto of swells.
Stormy, jet black seascapes, blustery nights;
Ships and storms eclipsing in epic fights.
Neptune roused to lead his bold, thrashing tide,
lives on the line, nightmares riding astride.
Oceans' ebb and flow present in our lives.
Emotions spill like angry, disturbed hives.
When skies meditate with warm, gentled sun,
passions are softened, Ocean's songs are sung.
September 23, 2021
Constance La France
"O" CONTEST, NEW POEMS
FIRST PLACE, September 24, 2021