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The sea is a wild feast -
my heart in breast beating.
The sea, a hungry beast,
tug of war competing.
My feet dissolve in its wake.
I wade out to meet the waves.
Ebb and flow of friendship.
Salty air above my waist.
The wind sloshes my lips.
My cheeks, a blush sunbake.
I dive into the sublime sea.
Turquoise eyes of treachery
allow my vivacity and glee;
kindness swashed with brevity.
Breathless - make no mistake,
I listen to mermaids’ environs,
avoid pitfalls’ overconfidence,
cover ears, stave off sirens,
not greedy for DL opulence.*
Finless and feckless mistake,
if I find myself too far from shore,
arms and foam in dosido,
afraid and pleasured by the roar -
in fearful pretense, I’m paddling slow.
For the dorsal fin of ship, I ache.
Calypso music distracts on deck.
I leave my lover far below unchecked.
Climbing like a pirate to wreck
the captain’s safety, the sea at my neck.
Drowned in seaweed silk; bound and awake.
8/30/2021
*DL - Davy’s Locker
Too High A Price
"A pleasured life, too short a measure, a treasure that's too high a price..."
A photograph in blues unveils
a vacuous 2009 look of the devout
and one who intervened with her faith asked,
"Was I wrong?, she whispered, "You were my gift."
too high a price...
and to that, her smile draped in azure, gleamed for a few days more,
Pastor, composer, musician, singer--parts to a prefaced Word
spills to a floor, for a church that wants more
too high a price...
not to share with her extended family and her own,
a church clears all into their hearts and enriching lives
all shined in the intricacies of sapphire,
Her life well worth all of Earth's treasures,
yet to garner a touch, a smile,
rend mixed feelings of pain and joy,
of her mortal soul that turned a memorable blue
too high a price...
for me to bear, being on my own.
***In her final years, she forgot who I was, in her finals days, she remembers me, in her finals hours, she finds her peace, as I began my journey to find mines...
2019 September 11
*GRAND Prize*
THE CONTEST OF ALL CONTEST
~~William Kekaula
Reckless Desire
You exotic, erotic and so toxic.
An attraction of contradiction
Kiss me with lips of venom
Your poison burning my mouth
your Dragon tongue a fire in my throat
Kill me with your steely eyes
their stare stabbing me with blades of contempt
Your whisper chanting a spell of surrender
A trance conjured to deliver me into a deep pit of sleep
No method available to crawl out of the dream
Your breath warm
heavy on my skin.
It's fingers trickling over my body
In search of my soul
With intention to snatch it away at a vulnerable moment
With the precision of a magician's hand.
You my perpetual sin immune to absolution
My confession ignored
Drowned in a sea of voices
by waves of prayers swimming in a crowded church
I despise this love that
inflicts such a pleasured anguish
As you do
this bond generating a dangerous voltage
The unbridled electricity in our passion
charged from a single spark of reckless desire
Suffering and depression,
repression and suppression,
perform monocultural internal work;
While interdependent anticipation,
empowering ego-sublimation's multicultural enlightenment,
comprehensive ecosystemic consciousness,
engage polypathic external play.
This work and play mutually in/exforms,
deep meaning and wide purposed balance,
mind with heart with lung's full inhale
exhale breath's dynamic economy,
panentheistic teleology
Feeding and breeding
mind/body healthy appetites
for Earth-wealthy values
across all resonant senses
Blending beauty ballast
with ballistic wonder,
awesome taste
with impassioned touch,
heartache
with heart-full nest,
peaceful passion's
pleasured rest.
Dance for me beautiful butterfly
Flutter me wise
Carry me upward to blue skies
Reveal rainbow effervescence to my eyes
My perfect moment encased in time
Within my heart you plant a hopeful seed
Like many wild flowers you fill my need
Waltz in my garden please take the lead
Dance for me beautiful butterfly
Reveal all the colours I long to see
Psychedelic wings defying simple gravity
I sit in wonder watching you breathlessly
With nets people try to capture infinity
Angelic beings in this world are far too few
My hope through painted eyes you do renew
Heavenly glimpses when into my life you flew
Dance for me beautiful butterfly
On pleasured currents help me rise
I am but an observer I wholly realize
Reveal rainbow effervescence to my eyes!
Waltz in my garden please take the lead
I sit in wonder watching you breathlessly
Heavenly glimpses when into my life you flew
Revealing rainbow effervescence saying I love you too!
I dedicate this piece to the love of my life. My sweetie makes my heart flutter,
25 years of joy and she makes each day special.
CONTRADICTIONS
given the
presence
of connotations
perhaps
simpler
to list
the
delicate
diminutive
&
embrace
the barbed
serrated
&
prevalent
traditions
have access
to the
extraordinary
encased
with
narrative
siloing
in
directions
&
hogging
the
outlines
with
minutiae
measured
of
pleasured
pools of
reflected light
of
the
defiant
rewarding
revelations
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Whisper whisper in the night
Hold your lover oh so tight
If in the morn she is gone
Somehow you must carry on
Secrets secrets lovers share
her eyes covered by long hair
Do you know her you think so
Pleasured moments taken slow
Questions questions where did she go
Answers not found you do not know
She disappeared before daylight
Why has your angel taken flight
Sorrow sorrow deep in your soul
Where she once lived there is a hole
You wonder did she ever care
as you sit and mournfully stare
Shouting shouting to the sky
Tears erupting from each eye
How could the heavens be so cruel
Perhaps you're just a lonely fool
Waiting waiting is it true
Will there be a lover new
Can you trust her you hope so
a new person you don't know
Smiling smiling ear to ear
Your soul mate is finally here
Holding her close but not so tight
You have no fear that she'll take flight
Hours hours become years
Happiness grew from your tears
Kisses hugs a love that's true
She's the perfect one for you
Moments moments children two
Parents now but not a clue
Twins a gift for lovers to share
You are such a happy pair
With a sizzle, and a woof and a squish and a zoom,
I jumped in my spaceship and I flew to the moon.
The moon was sticky, not smelly, and no cheese around.
I was irritated by how earthy was what we found.
We jumped back into the spaceship, and I pressed the red light.
We decided to go to Mars next; it was plainly in sight.
The gas indicator light said, you are all out, sorry my friend.
So here I was, stuck on the moon’s earthy west end.
Try the spare fuel tank, my crew said, pointing out the right button.
I tried to remember which one it was, and I found tasty mutton.
My first mate leaned over and pressed a panel that was green.
And fuel began filling my gas tank, clearly seen on the screen.
We all laughed and we joked as we sailed on to Mars,
And we pleasured each other with stories as we sailed through the stars,
And I made a note to myself, but avidly failed to mention
That the next time I took the commander’s course, I will pay more attention.
As the night creeps slowly on,
deep thoughts drift to your sweet kiss.
How it takes me to warm Paradise,
my body tingles in tender bliss.
I’m frozen in that moment,
floating on desire’s cloud.
Soft sighs echo in my lonely soul,
lifting the veil of this loveless shroud.
I long to be in that place
where we are alone all night,
on a big rug by a roaring fire
where love rules and everything is right.
I remember your laughter;
the gleam in your sexy eyes.
The candle flames seem to dance in time
to our body moves and pleasured cries.
Passion filled our spirits full
as all longings were fulfilled.
Every sensual feeling released
while love’s enchanted hearts were thrilled.
I sit with my glass of wine
in front of a raging fire.
Without your love there is a great void,
to my lonely bed I shall retire.
At least there I may find you
in one of those alluring dreams.
Drifting slowly, searching for your touch
that makes love feel as close as it seems.
Dancing minds
feed singing bodies
Dancing healthy bodies
breed singing wealthy minds.
Messianic minds find transcendent faith
in wealthy blue-sky synergy
when bodies anticipate immanent
red-blooded warm hope
for sacred EarthTribe's healthiest
green co-passionate integrity.
Whether we feel we must perfectly invest
in cooperative crown-chakra minds
invoking co-pleasuring
organic
root-chakra bodies
Or think we must imperfectly divest
of uncompetitively degenerating bodies
provoking dispassionately fading minds
Is an unnatural win/lose
root body shaming
crown mind blaming
hellish bare survival invoice
for mind v body
dualistic vice
Leaving a still small peak experiential crack
enlightening a healthier political voice
and neuro-sensexual
root-systemic dancing choice
inviting wealthy spiritual
resiliently natural
rejoice
In panentheistic
bodhisattva dancing
liberally circling bodies
empowering soulful singing
monotheistic minds
conservatively enhancing
health-enlightened transparency,
compassionately pleasured vulnerability
of co-messianic win/win minds
trying our cooperatively co-invested best
to thrive
in a win/lose embodied State
of traumatic will to barely survive
economic binging bodies
and political purging minds.