Long Performing Poems
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A sparkling jewel
Of nature
It brings peace
To my soul
Fills the
Empty hole
Slows down
My heartbeat
Stops the retreat
And rebuilds
Refills
My heart
With wonder
With hope
With silence.
Pained
As I am
By my past
The re-casting
Of my being
The removal
Of my all-seeing
Alter-ego
Is a certainty
When on the boat
To Lerwick
With waves
Licking
The sides
And the rhythm
Of the slow
Humming
Engine
Slowing my rhythm
Sending
Me to sleep.
Gets me
Dreaming of
The glistening sea
This wondrous
Place
This hidden
Space
Where few
Do tread
And the calm
Descends
From
The first step
From the lack
Of Chain Stores
The Out-of-date
News
The stormy weather
Views
The Cream Buns
The Long lasting
Sun
A slow
Drifting
Pace
The hundred
Private beaches
The performing stars
At night
A delight
To my heart
I dream of another place
Not a question
But a thought
Singing with tone of poetry words
Rhythm and sound being heard
A thought should or not
Sounds more like a plot
Perhaps a test in singing to see if a glass break
For Heaven’s sake
Maybe practice in prepare
Maybe I shouldn’t even dare
Gifted to sing
Performing is another thing
Sing with desire
I don’t want the Fire Department to come with singing causing a fire
I have been told good luck
I have also been thought my singing sucks
I wonder, I really wonder
I wonder what Heaven would say?
Maybe ok
Perhaps singing, I should stay away
Practice makes perfect
Consider and try
Assurance is forming why?
Back again to sing or not
My throat feels as if something is tying a knot
My advice to everyone, bring your ear plugs
It is about to get real
Like it or not
Everything I see,
Built by the same Atoms as me.
All vibrating differently,
Knowing exactly where to be.
Density shows the Identity,
Performing for its entity.
Even playing the enemy,
Atoms run the Academy.
The school of physicality,
Duality the hardest course.
Learning to balance the force,
Getting back on the horse.
You are Source energy,
Atoms and electricity.
Forming your entity,
It's Alchemical mastery.
A magnet in theory,
Appearing to be real.
Atoms that can feel,
Creating their own field.
A power you can wield,
Keep your eyes peeled,
As truth is revealed.
Matthew Scott The Marionette...
(Concocting cock and bull poetic pap
promises to approximate bovine rap
worse case scenario..., you will snap
so friend me at funny farm in Trappe
Pennsylvania, or frankly yukon zap
this poppycock poetic
emetic entailing...vowel)
movements deftly managed skilled puppeteer
unseen hands adroitly maneuver paraphernalia
bajillion miles away deep into thee atmosphere,
where Soundgarden's black hole sun serves as
infinite energy-feeds performing artist career
inherent behind the scenes trickster leveraging
mine every move master of ceremonies appear
ring poking his oblate spheroid noggin thru walled
sky inquiring, asper state of being paternal care
oft times addressing him as father, cuz proficient
craftsmanship forged me from nought meticulously
rendering yours truly complex functions, an engineer
ring feat cosmic artisan whipped out applying greased
lightning rods (unbreakable accouterments) endowing,
and endorsing creation with uber tender loving care
divine intervention nary clue hinted, thus me unaware
leverage, sans remote control bound tethered bond
most every day of "FAKE" existence never suspected
every aspect of my being linkedin at mercy of pioneer,
who more or less cornered, fabricated, patented... the
market, sans configuring sophisticated kin o'man near
lee indistinguishable from offal housed in Augean stables
essentially explaining incessant mooing "holy cow" & rear
ring like a bucking bronco, though mastermind did milk
golden opportunity calf full not to exploit this cash cow
loose sing hybridized mutant amidst green acres, where
past chore age of cornucopia frequently dredges muck
cob bray, and remembrance of things past, I Angus here
hoof hit might be convenient Taurus to part ways lest
ye accuse me being lame provocateur, spewing this slop
(from well chewed cud) out the figurative derriere!
By faith,* I can enjoy God’s provisions
…believing that He already rained manna from heaven.
By faith, I can explore along God’s protection
…being enclosed within His guarding love.
By faith, I can experience God’s power
…beholding His sustaining hands for service.
By faith, I can exercise trust in His presence
…breathing in His nearness thru prayer’s bliss.
By faith, I can exhibit God’s kindness
…bending to His commands with obedient heart.
*Hebrews 11:6 But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.
April 2, 2019
He is the last note that’s left to ring,
He is Leonard Cohen’s secret chord,
He is a guitar’s seventh string.
The words he wrote, the words he sings,
He will be missed, he was adored—
He is the last note that’s left to ring.
Music was his being, his everything,
A master of the fingerboard,
He is a guitar’s seventh string.
An uncrowned, gentle musical king,
Much missed and deeply adored,
He is the last note that’s left to ring.
The lyrics he wrote, the words he sings,
Faith in human nature he helped restore,
He is a guitar’s seventh string.
And now he has grown his angel wings,
He is performing for the Chairman of the Board.
He is the last note that’s left to ring,
He is a guitar’s seventh string.
On the beach I did perchance,
espy a boy and pup performing a dance;
twerking right and left you see,
it filled me with oh, such glee.
A spectacle of pure delight,
there within the sun so bright.
A crab approached click-clacking claws,
creating a tune that gave me pause.
There within the shallow waves
a scene remaining one of my faves.
Cute bobbing, bouncing little bums
Gyrations in rhythm, as he hummed.
Amazed at this visual symmetry,
I contemplated childhood’s simplicity.
The wonder of those childhood years,
turned laughter into joyous tears.
1-16-2022
A STRAND (1053) Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
The Devil
Genocide Srebrenica and Žepa
The monkey of chetnik
Blessing guns
Killing nuns
Calls himself a priest
While performing massacres discreet
A Serbian ape
Dressed in holy cloth
No one is fooled
The old man is a sloth
Crimes against humanity
Vojislav Carkic is the devils hate
An old man in a garden at deaths gates
Flowers bloom from the devils blood
This satanic monster in a holy collar
While his victims raped in pain they holler
His erotic desires are never of love
He is happy when killing, for he hates white doves
The old fool still wishes to slay
He hates the Ukraine, the old Serbian fool should pray
Sadly with his disguise of the holy
He is still in the mood to kill
Notes on Soup Blog
January 9 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 25-27
Key Verse – Genesis 25:21 And Isaac intreated the LORD for his wife, because she was barren: and the LORD was intreated of him, and Rebekah his wife conceived.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY ENTREATY-FILLER
Lord God, You are my entreaty-Filler
Who truly provides and fully blesses
Thank You for protecting me from struggles of selfish causes…
Forgive me for dwelling in worldly premises
And for not abiding in Your plan because of evil forces.
Lord God, You are my entreaty-Filler
Who rescues me from spiritual famine
Thank You for admonishing me to abstain from any sin…
Forgive me for sojourning inside enemy’s camp of cursing din
And for not obeying Your voice that supplies my empty bin.
Lord God, You are my entreaty-Filler
Who enables me to abide in Your will
Thank You for cleansing me of guilt with Your sanctification-bill…
Forgive me for compromising, deceived by stinging falsity-pill
And for not pitching my desires toward Your holy hill.
Lord God, You are my entreaty-Filler
Who makes me productive and fruitful
Thank You for multiplying my abilities for me to be bountiful…
Forgive me for building own altar with motives, arrogantly awful
And for not performing my covenant because I’m cowardly doubtful.
Lord God, You are my entreaty-Filler
Who loves me completely, indeed very dearly
Thank You for bringing to me Your kindness so sweetly…
Forgive me for neglecting Your call deliberately
And for not responding to Your divine invitation consciously.
Lord God, You are my entreaty-Filler
Who cares for me with peace and compassion
Thank You for granting me wisdom along prudent discretion…
Forgive me for depriving my soul with Your gracious satisfaction
And for not valuing Your presence, exchanging it with worthless function.
Lord God, You are my entreaty-Filler
Who timely answers my need
Thank You for breaking my yoke from haughty deed…
Forgive me for indulging in purposeless greed
And for not reaching Your standards where You have me freed.
January 9, 2023
Getting lost in the wake of a beauty so exotic
Warm balmy night promises speak from her beckoning eyes
Ensnaring themselves in a web of sultry desire
As heady perfume of white jasmine permeates night skies
Playing the leading lady the Oscar is always hers
Perfect crimson lips set in porcelain skin perfection
Hypnotic blue eyes seduce bringing them down to their knees
Mere shadows of themselves left in its luminous reflection
Entrapped by shadows - A lady of chastity she is not
Embracing dusk welcomes her in it's ever watchful sight
She the mysterious mistress that women love to hate
Forbidden fruit for their men - She is the Lady of the Night
The highest bidder always wins her - she cares not who
Seductive and sultry or sweetly naïve and innocent
She plays the game well - whatever the gentleman fancies
To gifts of extravagance offered - she is indifferent
But when the games are done and she's alone in her chambers
For the one who stole her heart she sends out a lonely cry
Even though she has everything money can possibly buy
Her love is not for sale
It belongs only to the one who took it away
And bid her goodbye
Music Video - Memoirs of a Geisha - Sayuri's Theme FULL
'The Memoirs of a Geisha' Official Soundtrack featured Yo Yo Ma performing the cello solos, as well as Itzhak Perlman performing the violin solos. The music was composed and conducted by John Williams. Published on Nov 22, 2009