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With minds like crystal prisms, they shatter light into every spectrum of possibility, foreseeing storms before the first cloud, hearts bruised by premonitions whispered on the wind. Yet, they dance in the rain, a silent symphony of knowing played on a smile, for theirs is the terrible gift of seeing the tapestry of fate woven a thread at a time, even as it pricks their fingers.? Huzefa Nalkheda wala
Hiking up the mountain, in pairs
You and I, just two more
Who settle the moments with hope,
For the tenderness that comes to life
Inside those who can feel
Feel, like you and I…
Laughter, giggling, ambling
Wandering over stones, dark pebbles,
Gravel roads, meant for those,
Who can see beyond the forest’s singing,
Into the poetry, the faith, the need
For silence that assures and agrees,
Feeling just like you and me…
Words fall between the friends,
Moist in the air – like the slow, soft breeze,
Words in rhythms, tones of light,
Feelings, blessing away the past, suspended,
In the hues so bright,
You and I, feeling so alive!
When the rain begins to melt the sugar sweet
Salty skin, trembling, beginning to believe,
We might make our way to our intention…
Only we feel the showers, melting the hours,
Blessings in liquid, spilling over the naked trees,
Spinning stories of lonely, breathing
Light as the shadows deepen, pouring over the soul,
Embracing the moments, assaulting each of us,
Pouring out a cleansing afternoon cloudburst,
Like music, she soothes and comforts…
And, as the pairs of our friends race toward shelter,
I catch my words in the back of my mind,
Not telling you – yet, somehow you can feel my message
In the heart…
As we move slowly beneath the downpour,
Securing our last place in the refuge of our vehicle,
Where the rain falls in sheets on the glass,
Refusing to listen to our wiper’s urgent swabbing,
Almost as immediately as the hand wipes the tear,
Who appears…
When you and I realize, at last, our dream has passed,
And, we’re merely walking among the shadows of the past,
Where floods of memories, like that downpour on the trail,
Sends us back to that place we always meant to forget.
Inside my chest – is that satisfaction or regret?
Never, in a downpour yet, have there been tears so alive,
As this homesick moment has shuddered and died!
when the lights are dim
and the night looks grim
all i write is sound
and i think i'm better off
better off
twice today
I was in your arms
and i bit my tongue
i'd rather be aloft
yea i think i'm better off
better off
dear city that never sleeps
i often think of you
i wonder how you will keep
when the night sinks into
and if you make it to the days break
no one will really know it's you
another second chance to excel with truth
relaxed like stooping pigeons on the roof
lately i've been dying for a noose
or just a rope in general to hang myself from
day light trickles
but i find it difficult to hold a nickel to my left thumb
in other words
life is simple if you play it as it comes
here lately
i find myself growing more skeptical of people
feelings resemble damaged goods that pose lethal
at the edge of absinthe
and only tear drops touch the needle
i still write
but most of the time i'm like
kind of nice
for tomorrow pushes me gently
it's a rush but it soothes my thoughts
and i'm stronger mentally
when the lights are dim
and the night looks grim
all i write is sound
and i think i'm better off
better off
twice today
I was in your arms
and i bit my tongue
i'd rather be aloft
yea i think i'm better off
better off
so i'll send this letter off
"when all else fails I write"
Written by D. W. Breidenthal
You take my breath away
I wanna stay in this entrancing paradise
I want all of the negativity to fade away
The darkness isn’t my property…I despise
Living a life that’s filled with misperception and disaster
I would love to live in the ocean’s ecstasy
That would be spectacular if we can abide in the sparkly sea
This eccentric dilemma makes your angelic features too unclear
It chills me to the bone…
My heart pounds with hope and fear… when will peace draw near
This flawless wish remains unknown
The night’s approaching…seek shelter and light
Painstaking regrets – I can’t back away from gravity’s pull
Hand me the rope and don’t bestow your burdens upon my soul
Sift away the misfortune and allow me to put up with the fight
Help me fulfill my flawless wish
And I’ll strip away your anguish
You’re a burning candle
I raise my head up from the mud
I step forward with courage that I couldn’t handle
On my own, but you stripped away the agony
Watch us grow and sprout as one flower bud!
You took my heart to a wonderful place
I wanna desert this decaying body of mine and seek you in splendid light
You forgave me for my wrongs…you thrilled me with praise
I wanna embrace the dawn’s incredible, appealing light...
Sweeping away the deploring night
It soothes my sensitive heart…dismissing my vexing misery
I have the urge to repaint the breathtaking memories I’ve spent with you
Will it scratch away the sorrow?
I have to search for shelter and burn away our calamity – slaying us with rue
Will my flawless wish store hope for tomorrow?
How simply grand
it seems to be...
a Pearl-white,
garden Rose.
Her subtle-
fragrant essence,
does refine...
her beauty so.
With caressing petals
and plushy leaves--
that seem
to the wind, wave.
As if to praise
the morning dew--
that soothes her thirst--
with hurried haste.
How fiercely proud
and sure--the garden's
pearly-white, Rose sways.
Her stubborn roots
yearn growth--
therefore, plunge deep
into the loamy,
humus-soil below.
Will this subdue
the need, that she...
must daily face?
How simply grateful
and satisfied--the garden's
pearly-white, Rose stays.
She's opulent--
pure and simple.
Her stem's, slick and fit--
with diamond-like
precise thorns.
She's a bold--
yet gentle flower,
of imperial-perfect, poise.
How truly divine it's be
to shimmer as the garden's
pearly-white, Rose glows.
Her floral,
diverse sisters,
have all been
plucked or cut.
Some now accentuate
the sculptures,
throughout the mansion's
various halls.
It's truly magical and chic-
the way her floral sisters
elevate the morning strolls.
But how can she
avert such fate.
She'll simply...
have to pierce,
the envious Daffodils--
who now daringly,
encroach upon
her plinthy, regal place.
It's simply brave and cunning--
how the white Rose feuds, to
safeguard her top-soil, sacred space.
For if in her
glorious hours,
is then displayed,
she-just like all the others-
a mere, plain-old decor--
for the mantel,
of her master's sooty,
loose-brick, fireplace.
How tragically horrid,
the day will be--once we see
the Pearl-white, Rose decay.
Our featherless angels have no wings;
Each one- a blessing to us brings.
Heavenly spirits, they are not;
from earthly beings, they are wrought.
A special friend, or maybe more-
the caring neighbor's open door;
a pastor's sermon- soothes, uplifts
with answers wrapped in verbal gifts.
The passerby who breaks a smile
to make a dull day seem worthwhile.
Each grandchild's visit lifts the heart;
an earthly angel from the start.
In families, involved and kind-
unfeathered angels we will find.
A mom and dad, with love so true;
siblings and other kinfolk too.
On our earth angels, wings won't spread-
just open hearts exposed, instead.
Besides those which in Heaven fly-
featherless angels are close by.
Give me a place where I can hide
No drones, no bombs, no genocide
No blood, no tears, no pain, no death,
A place serene, a place of wealth
A place of sweet prosperity
Where fear and grief are history
A place of comfort and delight
Where terror doesn't stalk the night
Give me a place where freedom reigns
Where pristine clothes have no blood stains
Give me a place that feels like home
Where I no longer have to roam
Give me a place above the ground
Where flowers circle all around
Give me a place that cradles me
A place of deep tranquility
Before I die and leave this place
Let sunlight kiss my upturned face
Let stars at night sing lullabies
Before I have to close my eyes
Give me a place that welcomes me
Oh, God Almighty, hear my plea
Give me a place that soothes my heart
Before my dreams all fall apart.
Give me, give me a place!
"The sound of earth is the Music of my Soul"
Songs of the Earth will fill my ear
and bathe my soul in colors sheer.
Tender music of distant shore;
waves remind of time gone before
then lap gentle tunes against pier.
Enchanted music soothes our sphere
Soul relaxes as songs appear
tiny notes surfing on downpour.
Songs of the Earth
Earth sings of night, her gifts once near
Harpsichord songs wake lazy ear.
birds croon night music, tales of yore,
breeze hums the dreams it keeps in store.
Wees sigh on beds of gossamer.
Songs of the Earth
August 2, 2022
Let Your Muse Be Inspired - R Form Poetry Contest
by Constance La France
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A Second Place
#YO! MY SOUL ACHES IN LONGING FOR MORE INSTRUMENTATION THAT MASSAGES, SOOTHES AND BRINGS A SPECIAL SOLACE THAT I NEED...
THIS IS WHAT "ADRIAN'S THEME" BRINGS TO ME!
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND IMAGINE, DIVING INTO A WARM SEA ENCOUNTERING IMAGES OF VIVID COLORED CORAL AND ROCK...
PLUM/ORANGE/TURQUOISE & BLACKBERRY. AS WELL, A NEWLY DISCOVERED HUE POPS OUT IN THIS TERRITORY, OH SUCH ENVELOPING GLORY! AWAKENINGS YOU'VE NEVER KNEW EXISTED IN THIS STORY...
YOU SEE SEALIFE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE, BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE! ! !
IN THIS IMAGINATION, YOU'RE ABLE TO BREATHE, SLOWLY EXPLORE, TO TRULY LET YOURSELF GO! IN THE MIDST, YOU HEAR YOUR FAVORITE INSTRUMENTATION...
THIS ARRANGEMENT BRINGS YOU AN OUT OF BODY SENSATION, AND ITS A
B L I S S YOU'D NEVER THOUGHT POSSIBLE! ! !
THE CHORDS AND NOTES TAKES YOU ON A JOURNEY "JUST FOR YOU" AND THIS IMMERSION OF SOUND AND SOLACE IS SO STUPENDOUS...THAT YOU NEVER WANT IT TO END. IT FEELS SO PHENOMENAL AND YOUR ELATION IS LATER REPORTED AS JUST TREMENDOUS! "HOW WONDROUS!!!"
ANYTIME AN INSTRUMENTAL GIFT, WHERE WORDS ARE SILENCED BUT OUR SPIRIT IS SPEAKING OUT, CRYING OUT...
FEED ME! LEAD ME! PROCEED WITH ME!
NOTHING ELSE CAN QUENCH MY THIRST THE WAY YOU MUSICALLY HAVE HYDRATED MY DRIEST, DEEPEST, DEPTHS OF ME!
NOTHING CAN COMPARE TO THEE, IT'S A SATURATION OF SUPERB IMMENSITY!
IT'S REACHED SPIRITUAL LISTENING...
AND THIS IS MY TRIBUTE TO A DEEP DIVE, UNKNOWN PARTS OF ME CAME ALIVE...
"ADRIAN'S THEME" PLEASE TAKE A LISTEN, IT'S SUPREME! I UNDERSTAND MUSIC IS SUBJECTIVE...
HOWEVER,
WHATEVER YOUR SONG OF CHOICE, WITH OR WITHOUT VOICE...
LET ME KNOW, WHAT IS Y O U R SPIRITUAL LISTENING AND ANSWERING* ELECTIVE?
YO! "I'D REALLY APPRECIATE TO KNOW!"
MEANWHILE, I'M GOING BACK DEEP DIVING, EACH TIME IS A NEW EXPERIENCE AND TAKEAWAY, NOTHING CAN MATCH SUCH A PERSONAL V I B I N G...
IT'S AN UNFORGETTABLE DESCRIBING!
INDEED.
Renee D Gross {GHPPR} October 19, 2023#
My wife's a witch,
Oh yes - it's true -
But she looks GOOD without a stitch;
As well in black, or peacock blue.
My wife is like the breath of May,
That sweeps the winter from the skies.
She holds my heart at the death of day,
Lights the dark with sparkling eyes.
My wife is warm as summer's sun,
Softer than the housecat's purr.
Her spirit's clear as a tale well spun,
Her heart and mind do well concur.
My wife is cool as autumn's air,
Brilliant as it's changing leaves.
No landscape strikes my eye more fair,
Nor thrills me like the love she weaves.
My wife holds winter's gray in her hair,
A Lady strong, in perfect Prime.
She warms my bed as the trees go bare,
And soothes with Grace the drift of Time.
And so...
My wife's a witch,
I'm proud to say -
The spell she's cast has made me rich,
Enough to give my heart away.
His love silences my fear
Relieves my pain, comforts my grief
His love reassures my spirit
Encourages my dreams, lights my heart
With a peace that never doubts
His love quiets all my tears
Eases my sorrow, helps me to breath
Deeply of the compassion, the kindness
That is His, my Savior, the One
Who gave me a second chance,
Saved me with His endless grace
His love calms all my worries
Soothes my dread and despair
Takes away the worst suffering
Reminds me to pray, to speak to Him
Believing that He will answer me
With a promise to always give hope
Courage that knows how to cope
His love urges my soul to listen
To the whisper of His kindness, His blessings
Poured out so that I only know
This peace that goes beyond description
So serene it feels like I am listening
To faith fulfilling all my wishes
Inspiring me to praise Him with my voice
In songs of thanksgiving because
He is worthy, He is worthy, He is worthy
He is the answer to my every need
The feeling that my heart believes
The wonder of a friend who I see
As the best friend I’ve ever had
The friend who brings life to my soul
The friend who is dancing in my heart
As He sings out His embrace, His touch
Bringing me to life with His sweet love
His love is the reason I know what it is
To believe in my soul that He will always be
Alive, surviving throughout time, to give each believer
The opportunity to feel His peace, His hope, His faith
The inspiration of a life that is knit from grace
The miracle of a love that brings us face to face
With a Savior who delivers from the darkest doom
Reassuring with His promise of a heavenly home
His love.. is my heart’s greatest need
He is the answer to my prayer for peace
His love… is my music, my vision, my poetry
He is the light that shines down on me
His love… is the essential hope and I believe
He is the reason that I can worship in faith
His love… is my prayer, my solution, my key
To the wonder of a life sparkling with praise!
His love, my dear friend… dances and shines
Lighting my soul with His direction to eternal life!