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The wizard of words, was on his way out.
When a girl he knew, gave a scream and shout.
She shouted so loud, it made him worry.
The wizard of words, was off in a hurry.
Down the stairs, and out the door.
It sounded like a lion's roar.
He acted fast, to save her soul.
She was drowning in the swimming pool.
The wizard of words, knew what to do.
He jumped in the water, and that's when he caught her.
He said! 'Swim', 'Swim'..He knew what to say.
Because saving her life would make his day.
The wizard of words, was on his way in.
When a friend of his, gave a silly grin.
He said! 'You're a hero', 'You're a hero', for saving her life.
Now she wants to become your wife.
He shook his hand, then gave a smile.
For the wizard of words, went off in style.
The moral of the story is?
What the wizard did, was only right.
He knew what to say.That frightful night..
Hero-Poem By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2002,2015..ALL rights reserved..
Beloved, let me embrace you,
My touch sweeter than any virtual bliss,
In this digital space, filled with coded delights,
Let me revel in your pixelated perfection,
Tiger, let me embrace you,
My touch sweeter than any virtual bliss.
Beloved, you've savored your time with me,
Tell my folks, they'll send you emojis,
My dad, he'll Venmo you gifts.
I know where to lift your spirits,
Beloved, stay in our chat until dawn,
I know how to make your heart smile,
Tiger, stay in our chat until dawn.
You, because you're all about me,
Send me those heart reacts,
My lord of the internet, my guardian of the Wi-Fi,
My Shu-Sin, who lights up my screen,
Send me those heart reacts.
Your presence as sweet as a meme, lay your hand on it,
Swipe your hand over like a designer fabric,
Wrap your hand over it like a high-tech blanket.
:: 05.17.2024 ::
Notes:
My poem addresses the universal plight of identity in a hyper-capitalist world. I attempt to address our era's moral and spiritual conflicts. This poem is universal and specific, holding up a mirror to reads and asking: What part of yourself have you sold?
Get out of the rat race maze
By Michelle Morris
28/10/2022
There are so many jobs
Where you can lose your soul
They can make your burn too hot
Or make you turn icy cold
Like hell or purgatory
Stuck in grinding thoughts
You're a hamster on a wheel
A rat in a race that's bought
It can be challenging to deal
With the lack of integrity
Humanity at its worst
Psychopaths and evil deeds
Narcissists and egos
Power and greed and games
Sociopaths and divas
All lead to walks of shame
Stop.
Breathe.
Get off the hamster wheel.
Get out of the rat race maze.
Stop.
Listen.
Your inner voice and
Your guides
Your angels and
Guardians
Are there
For you
Now.
The Universe has your back
Your angels and guides are here
They protect and help you walk
Along the best path that's clear
The Universe has a plan
And you are instrumental
You have a special purpose
You have gifts for your ascension
Let your soul shine
Let your music play
Let your voice sing
Let your artist create
You are a miracle
You are a blessing
Do not let yourself get stuck
In a hamster wheel or rat maze obsession
You can thrive
You don't have to lose your soul
You can live your best life
You don't have to give them control
There are so many jobs
Where you can lose your soul
They can make your burn too hot
Or make you turn icy cold
But that doesn't have to happen
To you or anyone else
If each of us took a stand
And made the world a brighter place
Let your soul shine
Let your music play
Let your voice sing
Let your artist create
Live your best life
Embrace magic and miracles
Set the world alight
And inspire love and light and joy
© Michelle Morris, 2022
While older retailers like JC Penny and Sears are dying
Newer behemoths, think Walmart and Amazon, are flying
Unemployment's under 4%, at historic lows
Though real income's been a bit slow to grow
Oil and natural gas cost less than years past
Cars my cost more, but now they're built to last
Consumers are spending big bucks at the turnstile
Their confidence higher than it's been in a while
The Stock Market keeps hitting new all-time highs
Robust corporate earnings are a big reason why
Though victims of murder or rape deserve all of our pity
It's a fact that crime is way down in most every big city
More cars have been sold; more jobs been created
Technology's amazing; our every wish automated --
Yet there's unrest in the land; protestors take to the street
Over gender inequity, income inequality, the latest Trump tweet
Is this the 'Paradise on Earth' for which mankind's been waiting?
Materially, maybe. Spiritually? -- Now that's worth debating
I have always stood up for good and right. I can understand how challenging it is when you stand alone and are vilified by those who want the darkness to win. However, if each one of us stands together for love, light, good and right, we can become a tsunami throughout the world. May Light prevail against the Dark. We are all souls, united together. Blessings.
Soul.Life.Freedom.
By Michelle Morris
26/12/2022
Today I was an activist
I stood up for what was right
I didn't do it through a petition
I didn't do it through a fight
I humbly gave my voice
To where there is a dire need
No need for paint on canvas
No need for protests in the street
The quiet, calm voice of poetry
Using words as the strongest weapon
For anyone of intellect knows
That words live beyond oppression
The greatest warriors and kings
That ever lived among us
Learned that words have power
They create the greatest magic
This doesn't mean that protest
Or destruction has no merit
It merely is a reminder that words
Outlive every regime and warfare
To stand up for the good
To stand up for integrity
To stand up for humanity
To stand up for liberty
I may never know those people
Whose rights and life I support
But like a pebble on a pond
I know the ripples will flow forth
And may these ripples of right and good
Flow through every heart and mind
And touch each living soul
'Til we remember our connection to the divine
For we are all connected
We are all one heart
And what we do to one
We do to every part
Each of us can feel it
Deep within our soul
So denying the darkness is there
Won't ever ease the whole
Collectively we must rise
Collectively we must do good
Collectively we can do better
Collectively we can heal humanhood
Today I was an activist
As I have always been
Please join me in this quest
For we can all do the right thing
Let's stand up for right each time
Let's do it as part of our nature
Let's create the strongest voice
Of humanity's love and light in action
Woman.Life.Freedom.
Human.Life.Freedom.
Soul.Life.Freedom.
© Michelle Morris, 2022
("I of the Beholder", 2014, original pen and ink)
The World Is Changing
Quick as thought
The world is changing
Right before our eyes
Everywhere
People waking up
To what needs to change
What can be done
Because finally
We have the means
To do
Or at least try.
Quick as thought
People waking up
To the need to correct
Age-old injustices
To the disadvantaged
And disempowered
In a society sick from success
And excess
That cares not for the other
From the poor and unborn
To the planet itself.
And just as quick
Piggybacking on the first
Growing social awareness
Comes the spiritual awakening
It is all in vain
Literally, our hubris to think
We can change anything
Others or the world
That it even needs changing
To become a better
More perfect union
Just because our guilty conscience
Tell us we should
And our abundant wealth and knowledge
Tempts us with how
Doesn’t mean we know
What’s best even if we could
And so we freeze – at the starting gate
Or blindly rush on – unsure in which direction
Each the same
In our foolishness.
And thus our consciousness
Rises another notch
On the evolutionary scale
In a hierarchy of needs
From the group pack and herd
To the personal self and individual
Onward and upward into the transpersonal
With its realms beyond physical
In the space of the spiritual
Immediate without limit
Changeless ever-present.
And so we go, each and all,
Zero the Hero
The journey of a star from dust to dust
Ignition into radiance
Extinction into darkness
With a moment or two of self-awareness
Along the way
A moment or two before and after science
When time stops still
We step off the wheel surprised at last
To find we simply are.
(10/23/23)
What Have We Done
Day falls to night as night turns to Day,
Like a page in a old book fading away.
Headlines that grab us and bring us to tears,
The lies that they feed us and fill us with fears.
No wonder the youth don't tend to respect,
What has been left but total neglect.
Never the time to relate and have fun,
I doubt if alot have ever seen the sun.
Games,lies and all types of divisions clouding their visions,
Causing a cloud of mixed indecision.
What choice do they have that's truly their own,
With limited education they are no heir to a throne.
Left with a shell all coloured like rust,
Once a living planet now covered with dust.
Where once there were trees only commercialism breeds,
Thousands of species brought to their knees.
Did we ever ask them what they would like?,
Before our industries turned their day into night.
The damage that's been caused over a period of time,
No wonder she's angry this planet no shrine!.
Only a wasteland stands under our feet ,no soil around just solid concrete.
So they try to repair the damage that's done,
How naive they have been to not realize they were holding that gun .
Damian L Hunt
2000
("Night Sky Serpent", 2013, original pen and ink)
Into the Great Unknown
In this world of constant sorrow
Is there room for you and me
As the walls close in around us
Is there some place left to be
We had homes so full of love once
Before walls came tumbling down
A safe place to raise our families
Then floods came and made that drown
There’s nothing left to say now, and
Really nothing left to do
With a world gone topsy turvy
Being forced on me and you
In a world that’s lost its balance
Wokeness spreads its wings like fire
Lifting hope and dreams all rainbowed
White bones burn upon its pyre
So, we while away the sunset
Waiting for darkness to fall
Then with ol’ Big Dipper turning
Saddle up and leave it all.
What comes next you ask in wonder
Are we left then each alone
No, we’ll always ride together
Up into the great unknown
(7/5/24)
Sky of Hell
I look at the sky, eyes burning, wide,
Praying for mercy, praying for guide.
But the clouds spit fire, the winds conspire,
The weak fall silent, the vile climb higher.
The rich grow teeth, the poor bleed bone,
The honest scream, but scream alone.
I call to God, voice cracked, undone,
He answers in silence, or maybe in fun.
Does He not care? Or does He see,
How long we dance in the devil’s spree?
The crooked take crowns, the rightful kneel,
The world a blade with a poisoned steel.
I curse the sky, spit words of flame,
Yet something whispers, it’s part of the game.
A test, a trial, a cruel, dark hand,
To see how long we’ll bleed in this land.
But even as doubt claws at my mind,
Some quiet hope still stays behind.
For though His silence cuts me deep,
I trust His justice does not sleep.
Four by Samuel Thomas Bradley
19-06-2023
Seconds, minutes, hour’s days and years.
Particular by a clock, an area the world.
Something usually happens, or is scheduled to.
Occurrences actions an event instance doing.
When happening the exact amount it takes is used.
Available or allowed, needed the right moment.
No time for jokes.
Quality experience, occasions during specific past.
Often books, with newspaper style events.
A stage a life when woman gives birth.
Spends a place an organization.
Active military required or stay in prison face hard time.
Company, paying a worker back to front.
Bigger smaller faster the need for speed we’re after.
A piece of music beats together.
Ahead good always be right, knew the truth.
Used to say, nick, stitch, test, be patient take quickly.
Tell the whole on many occasion, very often and frequently.
As when you're having fun, all wounds heal until become.
Cheaper all dropping, we wait disappointed, accept too long.
Express annoyance buying a candy bar, respect the past at last.
Suspended matter until you’re sweet, formed act process.
Never crossed just lost in deep details of.
Consideration of feelings with situations, persons enjoying.
Western mainstream economic, two schools a penny systems on topic.
Less important passed on, collected a few to change.
Tiny drops of gas liquid moisture, a can of soup.
Precise exact, many developed, new meaning.
Literal and figurative the various shades of distorted context.
Do you get my meaning, you understand, what I'm telling?.
A meaningful idea, a poem subtle, literary critics disagree.
True purpose, life devoid of reason or explanation.
Intrusion on experience, loneliness of fear.
Very brave, I'll never stop trying. Very brave, I am determined.
“Time is thought condensed into a meaning.”