Long Sends Poems
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Saddened by the loss of a performer, lost in the
mind of god somewhere...perhaps no where
although heard it before they still can hear
everything...absolutely bloody everything
changes it all don’t it...would you say what you
say if you were always being heard by some
one or something? Don’t think so...spewing
and sputtering the good stuff of human delight
sort of like peanut butter sticking softly to a dog’s
tongue...dripping onto the table top of distinction.
Repeatedly doing the same thing sends no message
calling forth a goading of awareness is messy
sometimes rough...stimulated by songs meaningful
oft times through association with something
other than now...can never be again although
it exists in another now...just as each feels like
the only...is it?? never the ending of it all...
Outside it has started to rain
Sitting in my porch I watch,
The elements mix and mingle
Kneading the pulverized dust
The drizzle has gained a sudden might
And now it rains cats and dogs
I hear the blowing wind’s violent howl
This is summer rain, so unpredictable is its course
I hear the rumble of thunder in rhythmic roll
Watch trees casting leaves in the wind
Specters of brown and yellow spiraling down
And flown hither and thither
Rain water sinks fast into the mud
Promising new sprouts of green
Sieving deeper into my mind
Reviving faded dreams!
I watch the race of truant clouds
And how they collide on their track
Breeding florescent light and rumbling sound
Like a small firework in the sky
I hear the rain all around
Hold it in my palm
Feel the thrill of the first firm grip of my love
And my senses aglow with a soothing calm
The droplets have once again begun falling thick and heavy
They hit hard on the parched earth
Lightning sends chills down my spine
Darkness grows as if the day is dying out
Fun to watch these raindrops flop and break
Over boulders and flow downwards
Raising the scent of roasted earth
Mixing with the smell of fresh Jasmine
_______________________
As I kept looking on, the rain grew weak
And its rattle got suddenly stilled,
Like a blasting music abruptly stopped
Making the hall silent and leaving waves of thrill!
The sky that peered through veils of grey,
Beamed and brightened once again,
With all its aches washed away,
In the purging tears of crystal drops!
Let your lips meet gently,
the top one resting against the lower,
touching with tenderness
your own skin to skin.
Forefinger propped on chin,
I let the others dangle,
like leaves on a branch;
how softly gravity tugs them downwards.
Let heart beat quietly,slowly
as the blood circulates
carrying its music,
a river,
following the path of least resistance.
How the blood vessels receive willingly this flow,
touching it kindly as with tiny open fingers,
helping and being helped.
How the hair on the head
floats
on the breeze,
like tentacles of an octopus
waving goodbye.
Top eyelid loves the lower one;
as we blink they touch
like lovers kissing swiftly
behind a tree.
and how the light comes in
we see a world.
[mine may not be yours,]
but the blink of my eyelid
sends waves through the air,
so we’re all touching and being touched,
lips kissing each other,
kiss all living creatures.
skin to skin.
air to air.
And inside us,the rich darkness
of creative night
transforms,in turn,
these touches
into dreams.
Ah, lovely. Today is another one.
Where I remember, I’m the most hated son.
I worked to make people proud, or at least tried,
So how do I sit here and wish I could’ve died?
I’m trying to find the sense, trying to see the thread,
That brings logic back and reminds there must be a reason I’m not dead.
But still, if I am remembering right,
I feel as I feel because of last night.
The grime, the black, this nasty ooze
Staying coated on me after a night full of booze.
Seeing clearly with my defenses down,
I am a most miserable, ridiculous clown.
I need to not have this experience, this feeling,
But there is the anxiety that sends me reeling, keeps from healing,
damage dealing,
sad fate sealing.
Just to forget for one moment, for just a beat,
I send whisky down with all its heat.
Sober side sees, and doesn’t like the weight,
Leading to drunk me, who forgets his own hate.
But I should sober for a minute;
Because I’ve found myself deep in it.
My head still hurts from slamming the table,
But I needed to punish me as I was able.
Today is a different one, today is new
Don’t worry, we shan’t repeat, since last night, we grew.
But as I fill the tumbler I grabbed from that dusty shelf,
I beg to get an answer. When can I stop hating myself?
Valentine is a time of love which is endless,
Which sends us nothing but madness.
Feel out of control with desire and passion,
To imagine all we sometimes forget.
Now I can share all the feelings I do not say,
Often enough meaning I love you.
If I combine all the emotion of love with each,
Moment it is like a potion that will never end,
So much time will never go wasted on us,
It is like a painting that will never fade away.
Our true love cannot use translated words,
It can only show through our imagination.
The love I share with you will never be jaded.
I love you truly and forever.
It’s the color of November, gray blue
weak as water…
yet water can change the strongest steel,
the sturdiest breath, silenced
by the water’s still, calm gesture…
in laughing swells, tears
like currants,
blistering the surface of azure seas,
growing, rising, surging with energies,
melodies of light, flowing beyond the moment
into the blessings of a song
where hope rises…
all night long, on the verge of wonder
where my heart aches, seeing the waters
flesh against the raw liquid,
blazing like the distance,
where light erases the shadows,
healing all the imaginings, the streams
curving through the rivers,
blessing, settling, reflecting…
the meaning of what begins when October ends,
as November sends her whisper, sighing like Sunday
where the journey ceases to be a burden,
becoming something worthy, a moment He prepares for those
who believe Him, when He says He is bringing…
joy overflowing, living waters, the tides bursting
over the surface of shame and guilt,
leaving a trail of sensitive,
forgiveness that lifts the spirit and embraces eternally
embraces, those who believe
seeing the truth in the rhythm
sunshine bleeding through storms,
shining so all the world can see…
He is the light, the beautiful, the miracle
that agrees… beyond the still waters
flows a love like we’d never be capable of seeing
without the eyes He opened when He rescued us from our nonbelief
our sins, washed away by the lasting peace that He forever leaves…
singing to our spirits, reassuring, redeeming,
saving souls from the worst there is,
a life without the One whose song continues on…
leaving the world with a hope that love sings
while God redeems,
freeing the souls
who believe He is …
everything that means anything
everything that sees… our need,
salvation from the sins that defeat,
freedom from the doubt and despair,
He saves us so we’re forever alive,
forever with the love that abides
when He crushes our pride,
and signs our name in His book of life!
No one in this world can ever compare
You make me fly above the angels air
To the edge of space beyond the nights sky
I’m addicted to this overwhelming loving high
In my life you are the most special precious thing to me
Deep down that’s why our love will always and forever be
There will never be another that can or will replace
Your heart soul and heavenly smiling face
The touch from you brings brightness to my day
I will always love you forever this way
In my life you are the most special precious thing to me
Deep down that’s why our love will always and forever be
Your voice calls to me even when I’m in a dream
The light from you fills me and then makes me gleam
I feel your will strength passion and your pride
It sends me to another place but I carry it around inside
In my life you are the most special precious thing to me
Deep down that’s why our love will always and forever be
~Through All~
( Rhyming Couplet )
Without the Lord, I don't know where for sure now I'd be
He sends me so many blessings that's clear to see
He gives His unconditional love today and forever
He grants me His forgiveness, He'll abandon me never
No matter what I do He always sees me through all
There are those days when it's so hard to stand tall
But with Jesus by my side through everything I can go
Because His love and grace helps me each day and more grow
With Him nothing is really impossible at all, and this with certainty I know
He gives me love, hope and strength,and in my heart His love just flow
He helps me see better when things go wrong and I'm feeling down and blue
I am so happy and thankful that I know God as my Lord and my Savior too.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011
April.17.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
Mother Earth trembles; sends us a signal
That consciousness shift for man is needed
Following hearts tingle, make life simple
In quietude, we shed desires feral
Veils of delusion, step by step weeded
Mother Earth trembles; sends us a signal
Beyond mere ritual, rise hands helpful
Once subtle voice of conscience is heeded
Following hearts tingle, make life simple
Courage will quell, this storm inimical
Through surrender, will to God conceded
Mother Earth trembles; sends us a signal
Faith enables, battling storms toroidal
The die is cast; pure of heart have pleaded
Following hearts tingle, make life simple
A child playful, attracts Gods miracles
Each desire distilled by love, exceeded
Mother Earth trembles; sends us a signal
Following hearts tingle, make life simple
08-May-2021
Your Philosophy During This Pandemic Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
In the distant land where the sun radiates
In the heat of the day, as the sun sinks low
He sends his love on the beat of a drum
Under the hot African sun
He listens to the musical beat
Of his country, trying to find his feet
But corruption has played it's part
Leaving Africans dismayed at heart
He works hard during the day
Looking for a better tomorrow
And as he sings songs of old
That is how his stories are told
Willing to make a changes
Trying to do what is right
He will write far into the night
Of things that would give us fright
He has a heart of gold
many stories to be told
Well penned writings becomes his art
Songs of Africa within his heart.
for Charles Melody (lightning ink)