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Home
Cosmopolitan suburbs take shape
Form, not far from the metropolis
Streets bustle, enlist design, become cities
Drawn down the street, concrete solid
Buildings line up one by one
In the calm one structure at a time evolves
There on the outskirts of timid town
Rising from the dirt, from nothing
A flirt with creation on the street
Laid down on asphalt beds, no secrets
Familiar as a name not said, aligned
Not far from metropolitan streets
Enlisted are construction workers to create
Drawn down the road to concrete city
Blueprints sit pretty
There on the outskirts of town, worthy to build on
A home, a structure to call your own
Usual forms materialize with nature in layers
Seem to build themselves communities
Cropping up as large as life
Sometimes it is hard to find your way home
With so much going on
The road to success is always under construction
My house has a number above a wooden door
Such a detail can be useful to have to get inside
Steps lead the way on silent stones
When I go home, get in, my world slows down
Universe stops or shrinks in size, to be defined
There are many wooden skeletal chairs there
Fixated around a dining table when I arrive
Waiting for a holiday or family to come together
No prayers are said these days
It’s just a dining area, nothing else
A bed is hidden in another room
It keeps secrets but mostly it keeps sleep
Buried under pillows and quilts and sheets
Furniture remembers everything
The kitchen is the center of it all
It comes in reds and yellows with a sink and range
Fires from the stove ravage meats and vegetables
Such alterations make them manageable to eat
Ice cubes in the freezer trays stay there complacently
Waiting for someone’s drink, a friendly hand to warm them
Home has a shower down the hall
Cabinets full of towels and soap lie beneath the sink
Clean thoughts from wall to wall
TV turned up loud in the living room
To keep life serene and meek
An old phone in plastic black rings and rings out emptiness
Lies lazy on the antique table, stationary, waiting
Sits by the ancient sofa hugging floor
Listens for someone to answer the call
There is an echo running through the halls invisible
But no one picks up the receiver
No one is home
Only the ghost of a ringer
Because-love exults eternally, universal
peace, and so I say Love- in its benignity ...
recuses all ... ~and perfect- and servant
in their fervent manner;- integrity,
receptivity- and amenability
illustrious and moreover
devoted in their richness,
breed thy greater influence
of peace throughout the years,
sanctifying themselves forever in
their innocence, becoming the
fortunate prize ... an altruistic
offering, and humble sacrifice,
given for all to embrace through
faith, a certain repose;- and everlasting
liberty. While- clemency, oh Thy generous
clemency, emancipates-knavery's tomfoolery,
and suggested to me, and granted as a wonderful
opportunity, grace ... is the universal proposition
dancing through time hand in hand within the arms
of love; relishing in the promotion of her deliverance,
and so I say, when this hope of my days reprieve ...
has come to pass ... beckon me on- to know
this- simple delight, and hold me in Thy
loving keep.Yes bring me Thine heavenly
Kite to greet me. Secure me there, and lay me
down then-under the assurance, and gentle
comfort of her wings. Yes raise me up ... and
hear me oh Lord in my plea I pray. (("Oh liberate
me",)) ("Carry my soul off with her to Thee".) (("Let
thy love shower-down (over me".))) So I may
embrace for myself, again, thine tender arms,
of mercy ... . Precious-tears-offered in-faith ... fall,
God-catches them places them, within His Soul's
heavenly-amphora, and with a sway of His Mighty
Hand, plucks-up His eminent-Knowledge-honed
by Holy Quill. Upright and looking strait into
His vision for us of the new day. Offers-the
many consummate opportunities riding high
on the fringe of His promise, granted in welcome.
Painting a Holy Journey,evolving amid a certain
solace and freedom. Moving on into veracious days
with Him lasting on forever. Exiting beyond higher lofts of earthly
skies and rolling lands advancing in humble reverence descending
down from the openness of the Heavens. Rewriting yet again; another-story
in person for each individual. Yes for all life; far-greater-and-even greater
still ... than the others gone before.
.Inspired From Sapper French's Diary from April 23. 1916
"Come On Over Fritz"
Rain like a shower down my back off a thin wooden lath
It’s cold and miserable unlike the remembered welcome hot bath
Air so bad we cannot breathe, today don’t feel much like taking this path.
Gas bombs are falling a thick yellow cloud is rolling our way.
Pray God the wind catches and sends it astray.
Thank God no gas lungs for us today…
We used the same trick as miners with a canary bird to test for gas
But we caged a mouse instead to test the air if it died we would not pass
We got sick, but the mouse survived, oh telling us; what an ass.
Got a cut upon my leg, the doctor says it’s septic
What a relief a hospital bed, lots of company, analeptic
I though this war was right, now I’m becoming a sceptic.
Back in the field scores of bodies lying dead
Personalities cut down stuck in mud ahead
Blood bath, bodies everywhere we tread.
Walking in water up to our knees without ease
Found water cress, so good with bread and cheese.
A little comfort, although not much sitting in this bise.
It’s strange something simple like finding water cress
Can give us an unsophisticated pleasure in this gory mess
Eating and drinking, amidst body parts - no less.
But we had to do what we could with for every inch we could gain
How the mighty fall the Germans came to our trench of mud and rain
With grenades, daggers and bayonets – most stayed, face down; slain.
A huge German solider was patched up by our own lads
An older man with a scratch; reminded us all of our dads
It’s remarkable we fight and kill, yet untold efforts to mend these cads.
August the tenth a strange day a German stuck his head over the barbette
One of our boys called out “Come on over fritz” as if he did it for a bet
Fritz relied in perfect English “no blooming fear” happy just to have met.
After the respite of banter back and forth
New orders went out to be followed henceforth
Anyone talking to the enemy would be arrested thenceforth.
Entered into Mark Toney's
Poetry Marathon mile 7 contest
I remember your face in the mirror and all
I remember us running in the woods
I recall the moment I caught your freefall
Hmm...ahh...ooh...
I remember last December when we kissed
I remember the photos - moments like these I truly miss
Truly, you're the one I've always missed
I am speechless because I'm falling into the abstract abyss
Ahhh...ooh...hmm...
It's typical of you to say that you're sorry
I'm surrounded by storms and rainfall
Together, we'll provide each other shelter as it should be
I saw you in the reflection on the wall
Ahhh...ooh...hmm...
I remember I can't undo my regretful mistakes
I remember to forget the pressure of pleasure and pain
I don't know you anymore...
That I know for certain!
I remember last December when we kissed
I remember the photos - moments like these I truly miss
Truly, you're the one I've always missed
I am speechless because I'm falling into the abstract abyss
Ahhh...ooh...hmm...
It's typical of you to say that you're sorry
I'm surrounded by storms and rainfall
Together, we'll provide each other shelter as it should be
I saw you in the reflection on the wall
Ahhh...ooh...hmm...
I wanted you to be free
Darling, don't doubt yourself and be so mean
I need you to lean on me
Remember, I still love you no matter what and everything in between
I remember last December when we kissed
I remember the photos - moments like these I truly miss
Truly, you're the one I've always missed
I am speechless because I'm falling into the abstract abyss
Ahhh...ooh...hmm...
It's typical of you to say that you're sorry
I'm surrounded by storms and rainfall
Together, we'll provide each other shelter as it should be
I saw you in the reflection on the wall
Ahhh...ooh...hmm...
I remember the words you wrote on my notebook
It made me cry happy tears
Thank you a million times for getting me on the hook
You chased away my fears
Oooh....ahhh.....hmmm....
I'm hoping for sunshine to shower down on me
I've been lost inside myself for several years
I wanted you to be free from the shadows of vanity
Going deep within, magic will not live with
untruth, lies, deceit, magic becomes magic
surrounding our souls, heart, and minds
with the power of loves truth from the start5467
becoming one with the divine.
Unnoticed, we are forever being invaded by
forces unknown to us, through thoughts words
and deeps that control, draining our life force
from us without knowledge, truth is the saver
of our new reality, comforter of loves sweetness.
Beautiful peace within love flows with light
gracefully when we except all truths of minds
hearts and souls freely!
Love is the power of life, truth is the power
that we truly know!
Our wings widen in flight for the truth to flow
freely releasing all doubts, and fears that once
seem so stable within the boundaries of our
being!
Now with the truth of being, we remain no longer in
the darkness of tormented shadows.
Freedom rings in the depth of loves
sweetness.
How flowers bloom in beauty when
one wakes up without flaws of
spirit, and the untruths of ego.
When the light shines within us
the first time, we'll think we were
dreaming awake, when truth sealed the
deal of forgiveness of self, we became divine
free to roam inside and out with only understanding
that truth is the love light that shines brightly
without denial!
Warmth comes within, closing our eyes finding
ourselves for the first time knowing exactly where
we are from with a mission we must complete
on this earthly plane.
Strange enough we fear nothing, doubts
no longer exist only understanding of our
Universe.
Becoming clear as glass, we shuffle away
each illusion in our deeply formed
sub-consciousness finding oneness
in us with the truth of love we
shower down fresh and new.
Now foundations build strength
beneath earthly weakness, we
can touch each moment before
it becomes a reality, creating our
own unique self taking back our
power.
Beautiful magic silently captures
spirit leading us through
the vortex of eternal bliss.
(Life has just begun)
Copyright ? DerenaBree( All Rights Reserved)
Going deep within, magic will not live with
untruth, lies, deceit, magic becomes magic
by surrounding our souls, heart, and minds
with the power of loves truth from the start
becoming one with the divine.
Unnoticed, we are forever being invaded by
forces unknown to us, through thoughts words
and deeps that control, draining our life force
from us without knowledge, truth is the saver
of our new reality, comforter of loves sweetness.
Beautiful peace within love flows with light
gracefully when we except all truths of minds
hearts and souls freely!
Love is the power of life, truth is the power
that we truly know!
Our wings widen in flight for the truth to flow
freely releasing all doubts, fears that once
seem so stable within the boundaries of our
being!
Now with the truth of being, we remain no longer in
the darkness of tormented shadows.
Freedom rings in the depth of loves
sweetness.
How flowers bloom in beauty when
one wakes up without flaws of
spirit, and the untruths of ego.
When the light shines within us
the first time, we'll think we were
dreaming awake, when truth sealed the
deal of forgiveness of self, we became divine
free to roam inside and out with only understanding
that truth is the love light that shines brightly
without denial!
Warmth comes within, closing our eyes finding
ourselves for the first time knowing exactly where
we are from with a mission we must complete
on this earthly plane.
Strange enough we fear nothing, doubts
no longer exist only understanding of our
Universe.
Becoming clear as glass, we shuffle away
each illusion in our deeply formed
sub-consciousness finding oneness
in us with the truth of love we
shower down fresh and new.
Now foundations build strength
beneath earthly weakness, we
can touch each moment before
it becomes a reality, creating our
own unique self taking back our
power.
Beautiful magic silently captures
spirit leading us through
the vortex of eternal bliss.
(Life has just begun)
Copyright ? DerenaBree( All Rights Reserved)
It's difficult to function
In the midst of destruction
Peace, come to us in time of need
Give graciously, wave 'bye to greed
Let me function all on my own
Your devices are going to crumble...down...
Get me out of this cage of alone
Your malice chases away the humble...in this strange town...
Peace gives graciously to the needy
Chaos takes away hope from the greedy
It's difficult to function in the midst of destruction
It's not your fault I have lost my direction due to assumption
Silence overthrows the ominous, nostalgic night
Daylight dawns upon me with such luminous light
Don't fence me in with your love again
Follow my footsteps to the unknown; for I, alone, will find where you been
Fade away the faithless hues of gray between us
Know that we are together in this on the same bus
Hatred will never shower down regret and distrust upon our love boat
Shameful dread and sorrow will not be our tomorrow's raincoat
It's difficult to function
In the midst of affliction
I'm marrying the utmost, marvelous joy in my aching heart before it shatters apart
I'm divorcing the many disdainful and painful trains of thought from the start
It's difficult to function
In the midst of destruction
If there really is a sweet heaven above,
Will You shower upon us eternal love?
It's complicated to figure a way out
Of your desolate dungeon
It's hard to make a difference, with no doubt,
Under pressure times a dozen
Difficulties arise...difficulties arise...lowering our highs
Much like the brink of morning's radiant, yet resonating sunrise
Saw it right through your eyes, in your moonlit, sunset eyes -
The gracious truth beneath the hideous lies...boy, how time flies
The lies of society are sugarcoated with lullabies and goodbyes
But, still, we will share the lovely unity of our low-deprived highs
Finally, God answered our prayers and why's
He answered each and every one of our cries
Difficulties arise as we try to function in our hopelessness
We cannot avoid the fact that we are always together in this
Going deep within, magic will not live with untruth, lies, or deceit, magic becomes magic by surrounding our souls, hearts, and minds with the power of love and truth from the start, becoming one with the divine.
Unnoticed, we are forever being invaded by forces unknown to us through thoughts words, and deep control, draining our life force from us without knowledge, truth is the saver of our new reality, a comforter of love and sweetness.
Beautiful peace within, love flowing with light gracefully, when we freely accept all truths of mind, heart, and soul.
Love is the power of life, truth is the power we truly know!
Our wings widen in flight for the truth to flow free, releasing all doubts, and fears that once were stable within the boundaries of our being!
Now with the truth of being, we remain no longer in the darkness of tormented shadows.
Freedom rings in the depth of love's sweetness.
Once flowers bloom in beauty when we woke without flaws of spirit, and untruths of ego.
When the light shined within us, the first time, we thought we were dreaming awake, when truth sealed forgiveness of self, we became divine, free to roam inside and out with an understanding that truth is the love light that shines brightly without denial!
Warmth comes within, closing our eyes finding ourselves for the first time, knowing exactly where we are from with a mission we must complete on this earthly plane.
Strange enough we fear nothing, doubts no longer exist only understanding of our Universe, freedom, and love.
Becoming clear as glass, we shuffle away each illusion in our deeply formed sub-consciousness, finding oneness in us with the truth of love we shower down freshness and new foundations building strength beneath earthly weakness, we can touch each moment before it becomes our reality, creating our unique self, taking back our power.
Beautiful magic silently captures spirit leading us through the vortex of eternal bliss.
(Life has just begun)
Copyright © Derena Bree (All rights reserved)
Going deep within, magic will not live with
untruth, lies, deceit, magic becomes magic
by surrounding our souls, heart, and minds
with the power of loves truth from the start
becoming one with the divine.
Unnoticed, we are forever being invaded by
forces unknown to us, through thoughts words
and deeps that control, draining our life force
from us without knowledge, truth is the saver
of our new reality, comforter of loves sweetness.
Beautiful peace within love flows with light
gracefully when we except all truths of minds
hearts and souls freely!
Love is the power of life, truth is the power
that we truly know!
Our wings widen in flight for the truth to flow
freely releasing all doubts, and fears that once
seem so stable within the boundaries of our
being!
Now with the truth of being, we remain no longer in
the darkness of tormented shadows.
Freedom rings in the depth of loves
sweetness.
How flowers bloom in beauty when
one wakes up without flaws of
spirit, and the untruths of ego.
When the light shines within us
the first time, we'll think we were
dreaming awake, when truth sealed the
deal of forgiveness of self, we became divine
free to roam inside and out with only understanding
that truth is the love light that shines brightly
without denial!
Warmth comes within, closing our eyes finding
ourselves for the first time knowing exactly where
we are from with a mission we must complete
on this earthly plane.
Strange enough we fear nothing, doubts
no longer exist only understanding of our
Universe.
Becoming clear as glass, we shuffle away
each illusion in our deeply formed
sub-consciousness finding oneness
in us with the truth of love we
shower down fresh and new.
Now foundations build strength
beneath earthly weakness, we
can touch each moment before
it becomes a reality, creating our
own unique self taking back our
power.
Beautiful magic silently captures
spirit leading us through
the vortex of eternal bliss.
(Life has just begun)
She wanted me to dance, to dance away
It was the spring, within the month of May
Still to this day I can see her movements
We went around in circles, made statements
Sun was filtered down from heaven above
Warming the ground and flowers with a shove
Letting things bloom is the dance we both shared
Gorgeous moment, as one showing we cared
Then we slipped into the summer’s proud dance
Heat masterfully expresses the prance
Around I spin you, and you delve in me
I feel a piece of you in summer breeze
Here again flowers run abundantly
They enjoy the storms as those flow freely
We danced throughout the summer with some sweat
Proudly showing we danced, best as of yet
And now the dance blows quickly into dusk
Colors shows beauty like our dance-like musk
Leaves shower down onto our very steps
We dance into the warmth of the doorsteps
Glowing around from the cool sunsets here
Things slow down and don’t burn up like with fear
She showed me her dancing moves with romance
Awesome feelings come from our swinging dance
I spin her around in the winter’s grace
I clasp her tight as the snow falls in place
Whiteness covers the ground and life ceases
Leaving beauty from death and its pieces
The air looks stale and stagnant with a bite
Showing blossoms of winter blooms alright
We danced with a deep feeling in this time
Frozen was our breath, but warm our sublime
She steps it off, and returns back to spring
Feeling the warmth back onto her gold ring
After a year of seasons we return
To the start of real beauty to discern
Russell Sivey
Contest: A Season's Dance
Sponsor: Gail Angel Doyle
9/27/2013