Long Shading Poems
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Summer Skies
Summer sizzles shading seashore skies
Singing season songs – solstice surprise --
Sweet salmon sunsets spin splendorous shades
Strawberry sunrise spawns stratus shifting serenades.
Sapphire sky’s secret soliloquys stuns
Shimmering sun sonnets swirling shadows shuns
Soaring solitude surely steals stress shells
So sunbeams spread summer’s signature spell.
Since stormy silver silhouettes suffuse squalls
Stolen solar spall splinters shower shards so small
Summer’s spirit soars, stratosphere specters scamper
Stellar scraps surround sheer space starlit sampler
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In a vast cauldron, where hearts boil in suffering and dreams,
Society rounds itself like a sea of untamed thoughts,
Under a leaden sky, where time flows like a river of memories,
The heavy clouds of forgetfulness gather, shading every glimpse of light,
There, in the vastness of silence, if you don't feel, don't move, don't disturb,
A film of indifference forms, like a skin on cold soup,
Slowly, it covers the depths with a layer of apathy and forgetfulness,
And in this velvet silence, the world becomes a dull painting,
A world where dreams drown in their own weight,
But maybe, just maybe, with a gesture of love, with a whisper of longing,
The entire sea of monotony might awaken to life,
Each soul could dance again, like a living flame,
Burning with passion, desire, like a shooting star in the night,
Spreading light in the darkness that surrounds us,
For only by moving, by stirring, can we find color once more.
"Uncircumnavigated"
Just Around the Corner ...
How did you write
your way
into my story?
A Wolf
and
a Fox
Blitzkrieg.
The rompers
romp in…
This is unprecedented, unwanted,
Silence is Golden
I walk to the beach
and back breathless
cool
you;
me,
debating always debating
internal
within
the uncircumnavigated tracks,
feral white rabbit
marks his mark
Clocks His time
in
Time
the city skyline,
recalcitrant, shading, delicious
Light in Dark Night
winks back
ridiculously knowing
winks back
How did you write
your way
into my story?
When I had already written
keys and locks into
the Chinese Puzzle Box
locked
locked
locked
and then,
unheralded
inconsequential
YOU
bourgeois
gauche calculating intellect
breeze in…
Hornet bites
honey bee
Gold
dribbling
(LadyLabyrinth/ 2019)
"When" / Elysian Fields
Sun golden shining warm upon the back speaks
wind cutting cold chills freezing thoughts held
captivating love standing a vigil faraway dream
Touching warm fingers of light in a deep blue painted sky
bewitching clouds gunbarrel grey shooting magic wishes
silver shading arrow points out into the softest peach charms spells
Everything spellbinding shines amazing beautiful enchanting
snow covered mountains cold winds howling and whistling tunes
bells in the distance calls you're the rock one clings to on Trawbrega's shores
Drawing behind the eyes wind bellowing whispers a blessing tides turn waves
inside joy burns one candle warmly flickering happiness butterflies dance
blue blazes to see the soul of a deeply treasured jewel forever sings
unrhymed tercet
Softly flowing tears trickle against my cheek
Whispering serenity into my spirit’s breath
Sighing with inspiration and blessings
Arousing passions of glimmering lights
Coloring the sky hues of azure sunrise
Melting the ice cold fear that hardens my heart
Brilliant rays of insight beckon with delight
Praising the Creator, charming feelings
Blazing flames of victory through the moment
When compassion erases the dread of tomorrow
Naked breaths of commitment to graceful prose
Conclude with verses of sweet desire and serenity
Posing together to bring out the joy in intimacy
Discoveries of pure enlightenment carrying with it
Dreams of phenomenal waves of truth and hope
Silent gifts from the depths of the soul’s sacrifice
Bring wisdom that flows from the heavens
To bind evil and induce the spirit to give unconditionally
Love that lives and thrives, survives and is timeless
Creating victory with a promise for eternal assurance
Mystery envelopes me within a shadow of melancholy
There is a brave chorus of color shading my emotions
Captivating me with sensitive and vibrant details of emotion
Free and fulfilling impressions of dancing fantasies and desires
Lovely winds of illusion seeking to destroy a world of confusion
Grace applauds sacred blessings, painting misty beginnings
Across the seafoam creativity encompassing my spirit
Growing stronger and wiser with every moment that passes
Encouraging my faith to keep on believing and receiving
The glory that comes with God’s gift of tender compassion
Breaths of sweet, fresh sensations of inspiration and insight
Trickle through my visions of wonderous ecstasy, bliss
Poetry arising and rousing murmurs of victorious ideas
Ingenuity caressing my truth and embracing my faith
With the amazing grace that comes from knowing God
Heaven send your showmanship,
Brave steps creaking along this pier,
Rotting and unwieldly,
Get to the edge with the sun above your dreams
And throw your sword into the sea.
Inhale with angel steadiness the peace of loss.
Retreat or sit-down.
Crash through the fishy wood,
Or find the widest intersection.
Allow your pain the power to change street lights.
Shun brownies, burgers, and benevolence,
Or embrace all three in the soul's inner twilight;
Your haloed love of the fight.
Your shading shifting energy is indomitable.
You, the ordinary, setting the scene for your world,
Smoldering with fiery sentiments,
Taking names, and burning them into your heart.
Raindrops splash against the glass,
with a pitter-patter sound.
And the storm is slow to pass
while the rain pummels the ground
where muddy puddles abound.
Thunder clouds, purple and gray,
roll across a murky sky.
And on this dank, dreary day,
dejected birds, will not fly:
hesitant to even try.
Shadows pool in silhouette,
shading colors starved of light.
And everything is all wet:
giving the wind its sharp bite,
as a sad sun slinks from sight.
I struggle to shake the blues
and keep the doldrums at bay.
For my melancholy muse
is not in the mood to play:
on such a depressing day.
In the shadows of my mind
There is a memory of you, laughing
Despite the pain that hung like a curtain
Shading the windows of your heart,
Stopping the light who glistened
Just beyond your feelings,
Where doubt told you to disregard
The gentle touch of its shafts,
Promising energies that would silence
All the grief that followed you
In my memory, you are laughing
But it is a sham, filled with false promises,
Forged in pain and counterfeit like the summer
Who can’t last, who will move into autumn’s bleakness
Despite all the flowers who bloom with such joy,
The picnics and barbecues, the reminders
That every moment is a treasure,
Blessing those who know that summer itself
Will not last and is a blessing to be thankful to know
Even though autumn is fast approaching
In the days before your death
You were like a fast approaching autumn,
Dressed in laughter and promising to listen
To my encouragement, the praise and support,
Like tokens of my love on display – yet
You were still dependent on the feeling, kneeling
To the bottle, the pill – abusing your body
And your bogus laugh told the story of doubt
That you would ever find your way out of the habit
Before autumn claimed you and then…
Death whispered your name
Before I had the chance to say I love you – once again
With all my heart and fairly,
Did I offer sweet surprise-
A birthday present early,
An art drawn near sunrise
All night working perfection,
I had gotten the shading right
With the shadow and reflection-
A suave leopard napping tight
He vowed I’d forget him some day
Though little did he know,
A month before my dear’s birthday,
His gift was ready to go
As time went by and quickly,
Fine colors met dark shades
His affections died so swiftly
And he erased the luster away
For the suave leopard in me slept
As long as his heart did rage
My gift through tears had crept
On the perfection of the page
Happy Birthday to you dear,
My present waits to be sent
I will cease these useless tears
For my love is time well spent
Home, even though a cozy cove sits secretly offshore,
it takes a hope and a skip away from my lone abode.
Terms with simple truths, they supply the groove.
They mount the horse and leave the sunset guessing, too.
Last light was leaving, hemisphere on spinning axis.
That's when a mammoth's head huge comes out the hallway;
its head is perfectly in frame, flush with the height and
length of the walkway.
Its wool invisible, completely see it through, besides that
fact still it was vivid, contained both depth and shading
make me see it too.
A mad hallucination, the proportion was intimidating,
forgetting it's made by my own mind, but still don't
know, don't fully comprehend what that all really meant.
Not really looking, only waiting—
waiting for the predictable.
It was known that I knew that I'd be so foolish too;
I pulled the wool up and over
the fabric of space and time, so when it all aligned, I'd
make sure I'd get me mine.
The mammoth then goes an opens up, from it's
opened mouth, soon as there was space, two snakes
sprung out and made escape without hesitation and with
a purpose that I for certain felt.
They were small, both in size and age two—
twin basilisk adolescents and commanding presence.
One occupied the kitchen, furthest to my left;
Then the other one, It was to the right came up right to me.
Even sitting down already, quickly up I leapt.
Watched it creep and slide till it all faded from my sight.
I sat, dumbfounded, disbelieving daydreaming
and this was truthfully my experience.
Everything was gone; it really was just me left beside I.