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There was no brilliance
in the photo I took.
No inspired flash
as time's translucence
caught up with us...
Filtered past blinds,
early Sun's elegance
haloed her grey cloud curls,
soft blurred the lines
between past and presence
I said: "Just tilt your head
a little bit to the left..
Now where's that Smile?"
Captured she is.
In my heart's new album.
Pocketed providence.
With her Silver and Gold
" pennies for thoughts..."
In the photo she looks
like a shy child
aglow in the sunshine.
After a storm.
Posted: 7th November, 2019.
Dedicated to my Mum.
You've lived up to your names: Thelma Grace- "Willful, and Graceful..."
It might take some time for a daughter to realize how many positive " life lessons " she has learnt from the First Woman in her life.
I am grateful for your motherly mentorship. Never to be forgotten!
I love you with all my <3.
Delicate heaped glowing lights at new moon,
scales, wagons, golden dishes and bend tablespoon.
Silver lining stretching to seeming retired quite,
glomming dust of curtains and midnight charm recite.
Lustrous sichel gleam and conducting dream,
bright stars aware in time to serenade in that scheme.
Other sparkle in lone splendor far aloft the night,
pure notes from beyond earth shore in sight.
The sacred flow within and blessing of strive,
creates perfect balance and eternal reality into life.
Innermost sense of purpose and steps of praise,
mirrored play of notes humming our names.
Healing sympathies by elegant magnificent,
oneness to proclaim and allowing to descent.
Gentle turning display of coming destinies,
the living force in spectrums of harmonies.
The blending shades and backdrop of light,
the sky that holds it all in might.
Mother of change and nurturer as we grow,
planted the dream to illuminate all that we know.
In this era of Covid scare,
Where human interactions are so rare.
Much time on gadgets to spare,
Poor patients’ plight, no one to care.
Poverty, illiteracy & poor health care,
These issues need to be addressed fair & square.
Diabetes, a problem, leaving no organ to spare,
Asking for urgent,united efforts, so that ‘it gets rare’.
It’s the physician’s commitment, compassion & care.
That the patients feel at home & their worries are
no-where !
Screening for glucose control & if diabetes complications are there.
Giving them more time & attention, should be our everyday affair.
No matter, brittle is diabetes with many a sequelae out there ?
Folks with diabetes,need encouragement, confidence & optimal care.
There is always a silver lining in dark clouds everywhere.
To our patients we resolve, trying easy access to diabetes care.
I’m seventy years old; the sun sinks low
though on my life’s horizon I can see
it’s not sunk yet. I still can see its glow,
but oh, my dawn of youth, how it did flee.
I’d married young and started my career,
along with having two kids early on.
Few were the clouds I saw then year to year
as I had bade farewell to youth’s sweet dawn.
I think back to my many sunny days.
More ups than downs and still I had my dreams.
Then came age forty: empty nesting phase.
Life isn’t always sunshine and moon beams.
Gray storm clouds gathered, and I learned that pain
destroys one’s dreams because my middle age
brought strange new clouds and unrelenting rain.
The silver lining was that I grew sage.
The chronic agony that I’ve endured
right up till now has given me insight.
I’ve learned one’s hopes are not always assured
as one gets old and closer grows the night.
I’d always hoped my earth life would be long,
but that was in my youth. Times now are strange.
I once was very active, fit and strong.
But now I know how quickly things can change.
More empathy for others I have learned.
For all my blessing, I feel gratitude
and with possessions I’m much less concerned.
More joy I find in friendships I’ve accrued.
Will twilight time pass quickly? I know not.
But death I do not fear much any more.
May those I’ve loved and lost have saved a spot
when I arrive to knock on heaven’s door.
when one door closes another opens
offering its array of solutions and remedies
untold possibilities you had not foreseen
we choose what we want to see
dreams astray not long lost or forsaken
when one door closes another opens
to a universe brimming with mysteries
opportunities where obstacles had been
we choose what we want to see
appears the silver lining not to be mistaken
when one door closes another opens
and beyond our cosmic world of memories
brushing away the dark clouds of chagrin
we choose what we want to see
with time to a brighter side we will awaken
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on May 14, 2021 for contest WE SEE WHAT WE WANT TO SEE sponsored by DANIEL TURNER - RANKED 3RD
I still have faith in you despite your thirty-eight prior arrests.
You're a predator for sure. No doubt about it.
There's good in everyone.
With some people, you have to dig a little deeper to extract it.
Brother, let me tell you, I'm digging deep- so deep, in fact.
I may not be able to find my way back out of this illogical pit.
But as I've said before, I have faith in you.
The 39th chance might be the charm that turns it all around.
A chance for you to finally show society your silver lining.
For the time being, you'll need community support.
3 squares, a place to stay, a stable job.
Most important of all, you'll need more understanding and compassion
from your fellow citizens.
Wish I could help you out, but I'm just a working-class stiff.
My home is filled to the brim with loved ones.
My fridge is a little thin.
I'd put in a good word for you at work.
I'm a bit concerned about your spotty attendance.
Your propensity for violence against society
As I said before, everybody deserves at least thirty-nine chances.
Based on many, many, many true stories
Separating the wheat from chaff magic prisoner
From the dust of darkness you are born from ash remains
having walked a crooked pathway inside regrets
buried under sparkling silver lining clouds lights up
Lightening strikes hitting earthy notes trembling voices
falling thunder echoes from dying embers of pain
a star spangled vision igniting flames, peaces torch
I can feel it in your eyes as oceans mist over
Salted inside a triangle of lie holds apex
from the hidden truth centre eye exposed one corner
Three you are where hidden facts remain tortured hotly
our souls know where the fifty shades of grey shape shadows
nothing comes under smoke is ever white underneath
No words can blunt the pain of a broken heart
Though dulcet melodies may soothe it for a while
Much more than tears dost thou impart
With time once more to see your golden smile
How then can thee revive thy broken dreams
Doth sorrow's weight besiege thy soul?
Lo, the weight is lighter than it seems
With time the silver lining gleams
But who can mend a broken soul?
What unseen force can repair the inner core
He who dwells on high can make you whole
Like stars, your light will shine once more
And when the silence is broken by thy thoughts
Your spirit will rise above the dreams you sought
Little Miss Molly is waiting on the stoep to trap you
Missie who rise to ride, and show up with a smile.
Looking like a silver star that shines from afar
Only she is looking for a baggage man.
With all her savings belonging to another man
Don't be fooled bye Missy she is only a faling star
Know that she is taking you on a journey to nothing in your Galaxy
She will fade out and you will not have a star that shines no more. Where will you land but only in uncertainty and all alone and unworthy
Looking like a silver lining ending up without any shine
Who will find you when your star has burned out
Disappear from your guiding light not even a sparkling light to lead your road
All you have to do is walk in your memory of the guiding star
Not looking at a brighter star that leads you away from your path
You may find on I t this road is you will never find you way back and lost
Looking like a rose and not knowing it not even a thornbush
Her sparkle is just a fading light that burns to entrap you
Never follow a falling star because you will never land but burn out
Enchanting deep forest sparkling magical dew
Vision of beauty takes to clouds in silver lining
Star lighting vision dancing with the shadows
Rainbow skies set to light mist of cool rain
And the warmest thoughts of you my Dear Love!
You are so very beautiful and precious My Darling
Behind the mirror your soul sings soothingly so
Stirring hotly emotional feelings and passions afire
How the passion burns the flower of flowers so rare
Regal crowning desires petals touching so softly My Dear!
Silken lips purse blushing one rose holding bright
Sunshine beams inside warm fingers of light touch
Stroking hair gently halo radiating chords deeply dance
Looking into jewels of a treasure gem shines so exquisitely
Gifted I am to have met your beautiful soul and You Too!
Over and over my heart skips beats when we caress and kiss
Beams jumping over the moon silver whispers wonderful so
Silently making love to you in every single thought of mine
Hot sexy kissing and so sensual in every inch nibbling softly
Within the deepest love inside loving you forever My Love!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (December 25, 2014)
(Free Verse)