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What whispering, wandering worries
Wash through your mind at night,
When sleep stays slippery and distant,
And stars strain softly for sight?
Do your thoughts surge and scatter,
Like restless, roaming seas,
A mind in tidal free-fall,
Pulled deep by unseen degrees?
Maybe the moments you managed that day,
Maybe the sentences said,
Like shells and soft shattered memories,
Still shifting inside of your head.
For me, it’s simple and certain,
No secrets, no stormy disguise,
My mind moves moon drawn and drifting
To the girl gently gracing my side.
She is my shore and still water,
My harbour from heavy waves,
Her legs, her laughter, her lips
Are the calm my current craves.
So I turn like a tide toward home,
Let the world wane and withdraw,
Held fast in her warm, waiting arms,
I sink into sleep’s soft shore.
In the vast deserts life struggles
clinging on by their toe nails
short scrubby plants poke out
a hot haven for scorpions
See the marks in the red sand
of where a snake slithered by
side winding its way over
the baking hot sands of dunes
Here all life is sparse
only the fit surviving
Yet in the vast oceans
life teems with brilliance
various colourful corals
with sparkling little fish
Immense whales roam at will
see their water sprouts
gushing up in fountains
as silently they glide by
shoals of fish darting by
seaweed lazily waving
Then there are the snowy tundras
life here too is for the fittest
majestic polar bear with cubs
fishing at an air hole in the ice
Penguin's scurrying as fast as they can
they have no intention of being supper
sea lions lay on the rocky snowy shores
here to mate and give birth to pups
The wolf pack roaming far and wide
searching for their elusive next meal
As I travel these places in my mind
I am struck by how alike our lives are
we go through hard times as we traverse
the winding paths set before us
Then there are the times of plenty
when all is sunny and delightful
a time to enjoy and even to reflect
to give thanks that all is so good
On to the winter which comes to all
a time too of hardship and being slow
the sense of life starting to wind down
the reluctance acceptance as we near the end
I’m listening deeper than the words you say,
Hearing what your silence keeps safe.
The boy with the ladybug on his shoulder,
Guess they were right when they told us—
“No more you and me, now it’s we,”
Funny how truth sounds holy.
Love grows, feelings anticipated,
Lips touch, time stays satiated,
Dark abyss, starry cosmic, obliterated,
My body an oasis, water weeps, don’t keep me waiting.
Every second’s heavy, every moment weighted,
Heart like a hazy orange, dream sky in the morning,
Light spills through my soul, every thought still roaming.
No more you and me, now it’s we,
Falling slow, but it’s everything,
If love’s a dream, don’t wake me please,
Stay right here inside this feeling.
No more you and me, now it’s we,
Your touch speaks in poetry,
If happiness is believing, then believe with me.
A_Abalone by the sea floats to shore then adored
B_Bonnets of the world make my heart unfurl surely not bored
C_Conch alive how their song can jive
D_Dove Shell rings my bell not like bee hive
E_Egg Shell poached with the quail
F_Flamingo Tongue_Cyphoma Gibbosum lives by Opposum Dale
G_Goblet of gold stories of you many which are untold
H_Helmet of the sea seahorses shield from Stingrays stinging bee hold
I_Irish Baking Dish let's fix those Tuna Fish
J_Janthina what a shell purple with great knish
K_King's Crown Shell not on the shore unless mangrove nearby
L_Limpet shell star colored like stars in the universe that fly
M_Money Cowrie_Cypraea moneta_once used for money
N_Nutmeg Shell_Cancellaria Reticulata it's articulata, honey
O_Ostrich Foot Sea Shell looking like a spiraling universe
P_ Purple Turritella spiraling like universe in color submerse
Q_Quest on seeking shells, name it quit or quint and be different
R_Red Moon Sea Shell similar to the clam but red color current
S_Starfish decorates earth's seas
T_Tiger Moon those cat's stripes I see
U_Umbilical Egg Cowrice with your spots
V_Veluntina with your pink hew but not dots
W_Whelk definitely not a woods roaming Elk
X_Xenophoridae shells so varied not spelk
Y_Yellow Helmet exotic shell
Z_Zesty be one's hunt and name a shell Zell...
Shells by the sea shore, fun to find and collect galore
Can you name them all now or do you need to learn more?
Written: March 03,2013
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Contest:ABC/Any topic
**I am a nearly seventy year old mother, grandmother, and great grandmother..I enjoy going to the seashore for vacation..I have always enjoyed picking up seashells and wondered if they all had names..Well, there are over 15,000 different kind of sea creatures that live in those shells and some have not been named..
Finis'
You've got to be kidding
He soothes my mind
Like a gentle rain falling
Kissing naked skin
With nurturing from Him
The Creator of time
The Giver of insight
The Power of winds and tide
Praise pours from me, sprinkling
In small verses of joy
Inspirations of adoration
For the One who knows
My heart, my soul, my dreams
The way I feel and the way I breathe
A prayer of faith to Him, my Savior
Whenever I chase grace – roaming
The scriptures with a need for His
Gift of wisdom, truth, brilliance
Psalms cling to my thoughts
Whispering miracles and hope
Coloring me in hues of stardust
Warmth, lavender lights so soft
They reflect only the fresh songs
Of oceanic applause rejoicing
Singing comfort through my reveries
In a chorus of beautiful, clean scents
A delicate love woven through humility
Chastening rumors and hearsay
Refusing the darkness of a tongue
Sated by lies and deceptions, slanders
Sliding down the throats of swindlers
Who never take the truth to heart
Where it will bring salvation to a soul
Longing for God’s gifts of the spirit
So dazzling they radiate across lives
Shining like moon and stars on the night
There is the black hole of evil’s darkness
And there is the light of good’s enchantment
Only the Savior of heaven and earth can tell
Where to escape the fires of pain and dread
Come to the quiet redemption of the one
Who knows that God is still on the throne
And He is still controlling it all, even the dark
Deep inside, where heart and soul collide
There is a sense of assurance and hope
Promises to the one who sincerely believes
The word of God, the sacred writings
Welcoming needs – wants and aspirations
Confidence in the truth that will reveal
Answers from God to those who simply read
The directions found in this book of faith
A bible filled with an amazing, living grace
He silences all of my fears
With light that fills shadows
Dreams in vibrant shades of pleasure
Glorifies the One who died for my soul
And taught me that love is an open door
For anyone who will come hungry
And give Him the chance to fill them
With a peace that is alive and revives
Even the dead hopes that tremble
On the edge of a dewdrop so tender
With God, being vulnerable
Doesn’t mean you’re weak
With God, being vulnerable
Means that you can finally see!
We are told that God created us in his own image. If that is the case, we should all be
entities, as God was an entity.
I find myself asking, are we really alive or are we just shadows of the past looking into the
future?
They say that tomorrow never comes and yesterday is gone, so are we just in a loop not
going forward and unable to go back?
I don’t see how they say that our soul never dies. Do we then become an entity forever, to
be stuck in a time that has no beginning and no end?
We go through the act of living, but in reality, we are getting ready to die, moving closer to
becoming the entities that we were at the beginning.
So are we shadows of entities from the past, or are we the same entities that
have been around for thousands of years?
Will we ever disappear in a puff of smoke or will we just keep roaming this
earth, just changing how we look?
We will stand at a grave of a loved one and cry for someone who is not gone
but alive in some parallel universe as an entity just waiting to reappear as a
different entity.
YOU ARE MY LOVE
You are my unique queen ever green, my peerless perpetual princess,
my devotion, desire, dedication, reverence and veneration.
You are my dormant dream, bright beam shining my soul.
You are my devastation, my hunger haunting me in disquietude.
You are my emerald emotion, pearly passion piercing heart in fervidness.
Romantic aroma roaming on ardent ardor charmed by your charisma
I yearn to be drenched in amorousness to quench my thirst
perchance on glance of your elegance.
My bubbling blood in flood emitting effervescence in vortex of vehemence.
02/15/19
'Free Verse on Love 10 words' Contest by Lu Loo.
205. She was my dreamer weave, roaming grace in my dreamland
Unbridled a mystic riddle, puzzling befuddling kind
Days are gone by to seek , to beseech, they were
A tide met the will, and we met as wills met beyond verses, unsay-able
To garnish the scar, borrowing Scarborough next to Tucson
Then they foretold they all, the roll the call, all became a clear water in assimilation
Unsung, they sang my song
Unlearned they preached my heart song, in near and far intertwining chime
An invaluable hymn alone, sings there in a croon, nursing clues in my gone a noon, nap time
Eternally the stanza is returning back to the first my soul sings to overcome skeptic a critic
Only you dwell there to hue the twilight clouds, discernible.
It was deep dark, silence roaming outside
if I couldn't see and hear, it is myself to chide
the urge within pushed my fright aside
time to open the gates of my soul wide.
My journeys I used to have on my own
seeking sheer thrill in my serene zone
for what I painfully miss, I strive to atone
thriving when every ounce in me is full and grown.
The lure of a wonder seized my powers
breaking through my walls and towers
an ocean unearthing my grain and flowers
weeding out what is in my soil ugly and sour.
What reached my soul was so profound, so austere
it is beyond my feel, something I awe and fear
the mysteries in books were to me so clear
and in life, through deep darkness unable to steer.
To raw Nature I carried my tribulation
along with a torturing silence and lamentation
seeking spiritual guidance and revelation
Almighty God, help me not to succumb to temptation!
And here I am, with my words touching my solid earth
carving a clear voice of woe and mirth
aspiring to feed an inner sense of worth
as an avid reader accords my poetry a rebirth.
There are few things cannot be fused today.
Even the impossible, there always is a way.
Whenever two things, we need them to meet.
We find a way, even if it’s a miraculous feat.
Something that humans are yet to achieve.
Is a phenomenon that’s very hard to believe.
There is a wide chasm that so many dread.
It’s the gulf between the living and the dead.
Clairvoyants and soothsayers all have tried.
None really have contacted those that died.
Have some really seen ghosts and a spirit?
Did they actually get up close and near it?
Have they returned from Heaven back to earth,
Or souls roaming this planet round its girth?
Spirits not yet, been to Heaven they wait
Searching this world in vain for Heaven's Gate?
It’s not a bridge that He wants us to build.
So we could visit Heaven whenever we willed.
So apart from us seeing a ghost or phantasm.
Heaven to earth is an Unbridgeable Chasm.