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My Heart is a Blank Space
A fertile ground where wilted roses
gain life and bloom—an evergreen
it becomes (the anchor of passion)
A beacon of romanticism
An emblem of eternal love
___of joy and happiness
I am a merchant ravaging the mother
earth in search of a lost soul
Where dwells thee oh! dear
Be thy fragrance taste
___thy heavenly touch
Or thee of the blessed
whose voice harmonizes the
gloom of cold nights
The young and tender moons that bow
before thee as the stars worship
thy holiness oh! Dear
I am a xerophyte wilted of water
of spring whereas the autumn ravaged
my soulful wings
Standing in the middle of Sahara
as I mourn for my lost life
The winds praises thee
singing you a serenade of eternity
Oh! Dear where do I find you
My soul navigates through the woods
Reeds of the Nile; storming the ancient
tides of love; the path to the world of
beauty, of love and happiness
You're the lilies that beautify the Nile
The aquatic beings feel jealous of your
beauty whereas the waters think of
drowning you oh! Dear
You're the eternity
The now that lives in tomorrows
I shall live to see your bloom
like a vine whose veins are watered by the
springs of everlasting love,
where your presence transforms my soul
and our union writes the final chapter
of a timeless romance.
© MZEE MACH
"...I'm in the middle of you..."
I heard her voice deep in my ears
Stepping forward and beyond my fears
Her dark form appears in my mind
Night after night in rhyme after rhyme
"... can't say for true, if she hears me too..."
Skating day on sheets of ice
following lines on a grid penned twice
flowing hair just beyond my reach
I push the ink to learn her speak
"... it's you..."
"...I saw the note you left in truth..."
Typed into light in the open air
Quiet visits let me know she's tHere
Walking soft on blades of grass
curious about 'You',
in the looking glass.
"... I'll come find you..."
Watch the duck in the tales of cat
Swimming by so nonchalant
Koi in the reeds are gradient
Shadow in the trees are radiant
And in the rabbits hole, she sat silent
I watched her scan the fire I made
Critical eye in the flaming shade
Pans the 'who' in the Daja Vu,
She penned to me once...
"...I'm the center of you..."
Form:
My Heart is a Blank Space
A fertile ground where wilted roses
gain life and bloom—an evergreen
it becomes (the anchor of passion)
A beacon of romanticism
An emblem of eternal love
___of joy and happiness
I am a merchant ravaging the mother
earth in search of a lost soul
Where dwells thee oh! dear
Be thy fragrance taste
___thy heavenly touch
Or thee of the blessed
whose voice harmonizes the
gloom of cold nights
The young and tender moons that bow
before thee as the stars worship
thy holiness oh! Dear
I am a xerophyte wilted of water
of spring whereas the autumn ravaged
my soulful wings
Standing in the middle of Sahara
as I mourn for my lost life
The winds praises thee
singing you a serenade of eternity
Oh! Dear where do I find you
My soul navigates through the woods
Reeds of the Nile; storming the ancient
tides of love; the path to the world of
beauty, of love and happiness
You're the lilies that beautify the Nile
The aquatic beings feel jealous of your
beauty whereas the waters think of
drowning you oh! Dear
You're the eternity
The now that lives in tomorrows
I shall live to see your bloom
like a vine whose veins are watered by the
springs of everlasting love,
where your presence transforms my soul
and our union writes the final chapter
of a timeless romance.
© MZEE MACH
The Instrumentalists
Percussion: Tectonic plate movement, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions
Strings: Solar wind and flares, meteor hits, and galaxy intrusion
Reeds: Polarity arrangement, methane control under the oceans
Brass: Layered by temperature: air’n water in motion
The Ensemble
Instruments tuned for planet change
Compose symphonies in ethereal range:
Mystic music for geologic meaning -
Melody for cosmic listening.
Ages ordered in time pleasing Trinity -
On earth in the universe out to eternity.
Ice ages in millenniums, cycled through millions:
Our years but moments: compare the planet in billions.
Human lifespan is varied, in century duration,
So we might know our limitations.
Natural science is not political science:
Human hope is in God reliance.
"Bum Beats"
Enigma poems
short sticks all
draw the long straw
naked blown
behind the
reeds
puff daddy.
Puff
beat my drum
Love all
Won.
(LadyLabyrinth /2020)
"Love Revolution", Frost
https://youtu.be/Mz4I4FOe2b8
“You have filled my tea with lumps of sugar,
and though I asked most distinctly
for bread and butter,
you have given me cake.
I am known for the gentleness of my disposition,
and the extraordinary sweetness of my nature,
but I warn you, Miss Cardew, you may go too far.”
Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest
("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy. "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version of a well-known Noh play.)
2. The Beach, After Dark
The coast has drowned in the gloomy night,
but the moon shines. Two women in white
come along the shore - Matsukaze,
with her sister Murasame.
They seem to float like smoke, in dresses
with long, wide sleeves, their hair in tresses.
MATSUKAZE
The sad waves lap on our feet,
then slide back. Like hope, they meet
us running, then dissipate. Once spent,
they slink off, ashamed, but can't prevent
falling down to the cold sea.
This is how it must always be.
MURASAME
When the tide relinquishes its assault on land
and drains away, it is sure to strand
small pools among the boulders, strewn
along the beach. And, all too soon,
the life in these tiny oceans, forlorn,
will fade, like you and I, before the dawn.
MATSUKAZE
The moon can't cast any light through the pine.
Our lovely sleeves, weighted down with brine,
will tire us quickly. Crabs without shells,
we are women who have no lover. Smell
the sea fog, sister! Like a clammy dress,
it clings to us, like our loneliness.
MURASAME
Salt in everything. In our hair, our skin.
It sucks out our essence, leaves us thin
and pale. Our only company, the moon ...
and she will weaken and flounder, soon
enough. She stirs the ocean, churning
chill water, exciting in us a hopeless yearning.
MATSUKAZE
I hear the fishermen out on the sea,
and I want there to be a man for me.
They call, one to another. Out there.
I smell smoke stinging the air,
but no woodsman sees my boxwood comb.
They cut fresh reeds, not for my home.
MURASAME
Look, sister! The moon's in my pail!
And in yours, too. But there it sails,
up in the sky, singular, not two.
These little moons are like me and you,
illusions that can never truly be,
two facets of one destiny.
The year long in the tooth, the crops have been gathered;
Forests’ autumn cloak lies mostly torn and tattered.
Cool fall evenings replaced by the late season gust;
Winter steals in as a cold betrayer of trust.
Slowly, yet steadily, the mercury recedes;
Dormant grass more fortunate than the dying reeds.
Geese leave the fields, heading south for another;
Water frozen like its terrestrial brother.
Then the snow descends upon us in a fury!
Sunlight not penetrating skies gray and dreary.
Wind-swept snow reshaped like dunes on a beach;
The warm allure of summer now seems far from reach.
Sub-zero cold arrives with its dangerous bite;
Giving pause to travelers, especially at night.
Sidewalks and drives shoveled, we seek shelter indoors;
Hot chocolate and marshmallows are winter’s s’mores.
Month after month we tire of the polar vortex;
With sad folks, burst pipes, and winterkill, among its effects.
Deer and wildlife who couldn’t escape its icy snare;
Lay where they fell, a caution to others who may dare.
Inside we hunker down while the sun is just a glint;
While outside signs of deliverance give us a hint.
Dripping icicles signal water starting to flow;
And remind us of the life buried beneath the snow.
Ice dropping from trees shows winter melting away;
Anglers and kids enjoy final days of ice play.
Winter’s part of the cycle of everything;
Its waning days beckoning the promise of spring.
We Are All the Same
Listen to the reeds as they sway apart;
Hear them speak of lost friends.
At birth, you were cut from your bed,
Crying and grasping in separation.
Everyone listens, knowing your song.
You yearn for others who know your name,
And the words to your lament.
We are all the same, all the same,
Longing to find our way back;
Back to the one, back to the only one.
Rumi
When songs are sung in tandem
Ambience of speech is smooth
Devoted eyes dote your voice
Obsessed puppy love
When words echo tender tones
Glowing like sapphire gemstones
Not veiled behind metaphors
Tranquil tongue sounds calm
As triggers summon demons
Vivid verses turn vicious
Rage screams like a million crows
Heart shudders with fear
Soul struggles to beat and breathe
Pain feels like paper in rain
Silence is your only guide
Lonely sepulchre
Eruptions begin to ease
An anthem of angels chant
Rainbows colour fading greys
Lovebirds serenade
Deep is the water of the lagoon
filled with many kinds of things
the more you look the more you see
reflected clouds floating in the water
A host of wondrous plants on the banks
little fish darting hither and tither
tall reeds are casting mottled shadows
deep down a big catfish lies in ambush
The cool waters a pure bliss to watch
rippling waves setting off flashes
different colours glint and shatter
like light beams hitting coloured shards
The tranquillity of this magical place
calls out to me beckoning me closer
I lay on the grassy bank trailing a hand
in the soft water and feel I am restored
Keep this place secret just for us to share
come here whenever the outside world is too much
here a blissful peace awaits to bathe you
to bring comfort and soothe away the daily pains
Upon this marsh these reeds this fen
A couple, birds mating pelican
The scene the complementing is so clear
Like a hunter my stare does leer
The male flaps wings to protect his mate
With reverence I take off in haste
If the girl who drew could have known
The boy to which her love was shown
Wants just to love her as that pelican
He counts the days asking only when
Cuddles close
Thin kisses
Soft caress
She’s my love
My lover
Of her love I boast
She’s the most
Most
Most
I could have ever hoped
To find
She makes me smile all over
Because she fell in love with me
Showing me a woman
Any man could love forever