Long Planets Poems
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(To)
(build)
(anything)
(is not easy.
((To built in))
(America you)
(((need palms)))
((greasy. Palms))
(of Congressmen)
a few Senators to
(so a new frontier)
((can be made for))
(all of you. So, kids)
(born in the next few)
(generations, can have)
(a place to live and not)
(((die of starvation. To)))
(build a spaceship takes)
((genius galore and co-))
operation shore to shore.
(It takes lots of courage)
((and vision quite sage))
to instigate a ship on the
stage. To light the rocket
to fill full the hull, so, a
((few of us can fly free))
as a dove. To the moon
((to the planets to even))
a star.
^^^^^^^
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!!!!!
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*For the How to build a Spaceship Contest
I felt a lift,
a thermal high
and out the corner
of my eye
saw angel wings
recalling angels fly --
thinking myself to give
it a try; no halo, of course,
just arms and hands
nor feathers for glide,
yet sensed a certified
flying-couch on each side
offering me
a heavenly ride~
higher and higher,
into ever dearer
light – beyond our sun
we flew out of sight
zooming passed stars,
red, blue and white...
planets and moons
far smaller yet bright,
each one, its own guardian
of great mystic, celestial
might --
(seeming less to matter
which wrong or more right) --
back home, in my easy
porch-chair, the morning
dawn bringing our usual breath
of clearer fresh air – feathers
fading from my sleepy
morning inner sight
an old man, blind, rocker-bound,
out for a night --
Inspired by our Soul's connection with the Universe.
Sending Waves of Love and Light
By Michelle Morris
07/12/2024
The Universe is
Our vast home
It is our playground
It is where we roam
Through galaxies and stardust
Through a million stars and planets
It is where we were birthed
It is where our Paths were planned
God and His Angels
They created each of us
A unique Soul with a Song
Special music that creates longing
To touch other Souls
To connect and create Harmony
Peace and Joy and Love
Hope and Faith and Karma
For our Life Lessons join the dots
Our Purpose transforms Energy
Everything that makes Synergy
In the Serendipity of our Heavens
Yes, the Universe is vast
It is an ever-expanding Force
Aren't you Grateful for the Blessings?
This chance to use your Voice?
Those beautiful notes that vibrate
Sending Waves of Love and Light
You are part of the Majestic Tapestry
A Soul that's born to Fly
© Michelle Morris, 2024
I formed the poet to be my clay pen
To dance on the pin tip of my understanding
I delight in words
All things came into existance through my words
The planets
The stars
The moon
The sun
The universes beyond what you can see
They are tethered by my imagination
I am a God of order
I delight in repetition
My ways are perfect
What you see a chaos, fits perfectly into my plans
I occupy all the spaces
I exist within each breath
My energy flows from beginning to end and back again
I allow you to glimpse my shadow
For my full Glory would consume your human form
I am beyond your comprehension
Yet I wish you to know me
Ponder me
Come into my loving arms
My words are written on ancient scrolls
Each verse contains my essence
My invitation to a wondorous feast
Taste the succulence of my bounty
The flavours my affection
My consummate Love
Do not be concerned with the temporary
Trust in my grace
For I know all your needs
This world will one day disappear
Paradise will reside under your feet
I will be your completion
Dancing will have new meaning
Rivers will sparkle like diamonds
The skies will no longer need the sun
For I will be your light
We will walk through a new Jerusalem
Streets of gold
Buildings encrusted in precious gems
Trees will be laden with fruit
No hunger
No tears
My children will know freedom
Strength will course through veins
Angels will walk in their midsts
Age will no longer be their enemy
Death will be a forgotten memory
For I am God
My words
My poetry
They can be your reality
Make use of your free will
I am bound by my own promises
You must choose my path
Be a vessel of my Love
You my clay pen
Can flow
With golden ink
For this contest I am asked to write from the perspective of God.
It is an insurmountable task for one as limited as myself. I humbly
submit this attempt and pray that it honors my heavenly Father.
In tiny proportion and faint light we can those gigantic beauties see,
like in short unique measures of live in mystery to be.
Beholding beauty in the momentary of the mind,
opens the portal of eternity and awareness so wide.
Interminable presence of great souls in the celestial garden mingle,
this clear tune in praise of sacrament becomes the enlighten tingle.
Consume yourself in this ever lasting sacred fire,
for true righteousness will fuel your subtle desire.
The meaning of prophets and masters keeping the planets alight,
consequences of ancients souls transcended bright.
Those living spirits in their poetic sense and great name,
providing the door towards the ordered divine flame.
The sharp rings of Saturn’s discipline in optimal position,
sets the opportunity to make the right decision.
Declaring the courage towards the desired state,
with every step in dignity of gait.
Far from the resort of truth in charm,
blessings from the invertible doors of harm.
The real spirit in pure light consent,
speaks for itself as all observing element.
In the universe that only I know, stellar moments weave themselves,
Lost in space, beyond time and essence, like crystal dreams,
Planets turn, stars shine in the cosmic silence,
Just like my heart beating rhythmically under the sapphire blue sky.
Sapphire dreams and violet desires, under the fabric of a starry sky,
In the Milky Way, the light of breath gently blows,
Like the desert wind on an endless wild summer day,
I soar higher than eagles, venturing straight into the galaxy.
I hear the echoes of silence resounding and I smile, for in this paradise,
Only angels seem to exist, dancing on the keys of a silent piano,
I slowly sip ruby-red wine, the April moments of life,
And when December comes, I will float through the universe like a wondrous snowflake.
Falling, falling, falling into His eternal love and grace,
Silence kisses me and suddenly I become more than my years,
Less than the stars and the moon that watch the eternal spectacle,
I wait in the ether of my being, love grows and flows through my veins,
No one knows, only I, only I know this secret universe,
Where paradoxes intertwine like fireflies in the deep night,
And in this profound silence, I become part of a whole,
Less than the stars, but more than the ephemeral moment.
Beneath the yawning, azure skies of Earth,
We left our seed to wend the Sea of Suns,
And prove the binding mettle of our worth,
Beyond the sullied world we'd left undone.
Across the Great Expanse we bounded, free
To stretch the limits of our brains and bones
Though sailing 'cross that ancient, starlit sea
We heard the gods of ages yawp and moan.
We plunged an aching void of endless night,
Through spinning rainbow nebulae of death,
To wondrous planets, multi-hued and bright,
But none with Terra's sweet, enchanting breath.
Ten thousand worlds of mystery, we found
Grand vistas, picturesque, for us to roam,
Yet in the end, we turned our trek around,
Still yearning for those colors of our home.
To wade again, the meadows of our birth ...
Beneath the yawning, azure skies of Earth.
Down the street at the corner, the sodium
Streetlight casts an eerie-yellow glow on the sidewalk
Below, a feint hissing sound emanating from escaped
Gasses. Up the stairs, just a few feet away, I'm narrating
A sequence of myself carrying a large kettle filled with
Chili, my look confident, my shirt spattered with
Bubbling sauce, unseen are the remnants of the
Bomb
Blast...blood-stained parts of a little boy's shoes, fallen
Off as he crawled home, not quite to the door.
Sleeplessness, a byproduct of artificial LED lighting,
Historians
Agreed
Where hand -held devices and
Computer screens disrupted tidal waves in our brains,
Leading to irrational decisions by our
Leaders, dooming
Civilizations not yet born,
New, 6-handed life forms were
Imported from other planets
Un-earthing gold and iridium, along
With relics from the 21st. century,
In an effort to more
Accurately erect memorials to a
Vanished society,
The
Chili
Was
Good
11/8/14
© james marshall goff
She knew, sadly, no one else
That he was incredible, self-effacing creature
Merely trying to unravel mysteries, roving in people's lives
And share tales from forgotten planets
Like hero born out of poverty, wearing Crown Jewels
He wanted to leave inspirational mark
In a world of diversity; Kids labeled before birth
So, he became culprit, like he belonged to the lost world
False prophets tore him up. unaware he was cheerful someone
Hope keeper, and splendid like orchids under the sea
Only trying to link pieces together, in loving fashion
And make them meaningful to the world
Only she knew, and no one else
That he wanted to resurrect pre-ancient memories
Inspire the world with love magic
For there was deep happiness, sowed in his heart
She watched, watched, and watched him with love
Living life of sweetness, throughout the four seasons
Something he could have shared with the world, like in the year of hope
When all animals celebrated together, to share all their wonderful stories
Just how small can the smallest things be?
Is there anything even smaller to see?
Down where tiny particles are giants
discovered, observed and studied by science
Does the subatomic go in as far
as the universe's most distant star?
And from even a molecule's point of view
are there things even more minute to pursue?
Does infinity truly stretch both ways
without and within, or let me rephrase
Does the microscopic go on forever
in a vast and endlessly inward endeavor?
Are protons and neutrons the equals of
the planets and galaxies up above?
Whether grandiose or inconsequential
may your regard for each be reverential
For all creation should be held in awe
with its perfect alignment of physical law
From Canis Majoris to a hydrogen bond
and everything in between and beyond
We each are a part both great and small
of the infinitesimal and cosmic all