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Somewhere in the pretty petty imaginary illusion of delusion
There lies a truth an edifice of search between obtuse confusion
Windows like brick walls and concrete blocks birthing the light
Nails to be nailed screws to be screwed with monumental sight
A life a building fortress sand castle beach hut nutter’s dream
Maybe a prison with towers barbed wire fences mindful scream
Some multi storied paradise no choke on apple’s stem or core
No passion fruit in torture chambers shackles behind and to the fore
No hidden attic and no cellar no stellar fantasy no quick descent
For now simply one dimension deserted plain hopes to ferment
Scraping no skies a cave hovel card board box a bombed out grave
Nothing to hold onto no graces left spent and ravished naught to save
Is it magic thought provoked delusion of illusion alluded distortion
Who knows does it matter I suppose it does in incomplete reapportion
Some are born in a manger on the fields of labour some with a silver spoon
Surely some would rather have foundations a ceiling not some lonely moon
Get me not wrong as singing the praises of romantic poverty and dearth
Icy cold and freezing bones do not bear up to sound safe privilege in birth
Yet from the scraping nib and luxury of pen in hand and philosophic mind
Not wishing to lack compassion nor cementing over cracks so misaligned
We are the builders of our lives to some extent despite the vagaries so vast
Can we find a staircase upwards some sliding pole to reach out for the past
In such compassion regardless of painful structures and abandoned need
Is some notion some motion of change and nourishment star dust to feed
In God we trust nihilism architecture Karma fate Nirvana hard core grind?
No valid answers but questions loving search for quiet mindfulness in kind
One door will close and another will open
a portal to something quite new
Turning the knob is at times very daunting
but something we all need to do
There is no telling the places its leading
pathways a threshold will show
Step after step an adventure is calling
you must decide if to go
There you may find in astonishing phrases
words that are sent from afar
Flowers in vases with crystal wine glasses
the light of the first morning star
Chambers and hallways with fine golden hardware
paintings the walls do appear
Mahogany woodwork in arches and stairways
curtains of lace velvet sheer
Maybe a chair that does look so inviting
asking you to take a seat
While in the vestibule, someone is waiting
one you are destined meet
No matter the instance when doorways are open
open as well, up your mind
If you walk through as another door closes
you might be surprised what you find
Despite It All…We Still Sail Onward
(Apropos Again)
Why have we chosen to wallow?
Despair. Listen to the ancestors.
They did more with less; we have more.
Fool! We have boots with straps!
Be aware of where they came!
Be not deceived and succumbed.
Be not a victim of self defeat.
Catch a tear and wash it back.
Crystal stairways always shatter.
Remember the Ancestors who had less.
Ye of little faith, know that the faith
Of the ancestors weigh heavily on the arch
Forever bending against the straight anvil
Of nullification and dissimulations;
Curving and bending to waiting justice.
Survival surrenders nothing to defeat.
Liberation is not given; but fought and won.
Tears and grief win not battles; neither does despair.
Audacious faith and flames of hope and redemption
Burn and desolate all fears of defeat and delusions.
Despite the roaring sea ahead, we sail onward.
Despite the holes in our sails, we sail onward.
Despite the waning winds, we sail onward.
Despite the empty belly of hell, we sail onward.
Despite challenging vicissitudes we sail onward.
June the most beautiful month, delivered the most angelic Angels
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Abundant Beauty Always Your outcomes as you move increasingly the golden stairways
Get your heavenly birthday package
Sent by an Angel
This Golding morning
Expect the piazza befall nightfall
He will wing to your doorsteps
And a chime will be the sign of the knock
On your June footsteps
Happy Birthday June Poetry Soupers
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Gideon
You came down to us
From out of the mist
You descended upon us
We called you God
We bowed down to you
You came from another time
Realms from another time
From the stairways to heaven
You were sent to watch over us
You became voyagers in time
You could not resist the female form
One day you descended upon us
You mated with our females
And we liked it
We liked it so much
We gave birth to your babies
And now I hear you returning
From off in the distant realms
I wrote in summer of 1994,,,,,,,,,, Genesis and JOB, Book of Enoch. 6http://www.kingjamesbibleonline.org/Genesis-6-4/
There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare [children ] ...
A Bushel Of Sage, I'm Stardust
Ascending through meditation, Soul Drifting Wanderlust
Seven Doors To Heaven
VICTORIOUS! I Raise the Alchemists Scepter,
Climbing Stairways above the Mists Of Life
Rising Aflame, Blazing Lights like Nazarites
Aura Sheens Of Infinity the Spirit Gleams Forever
Soaring Above Lies & Oppressors,
Ever-Flowing like the Grace of an Epic Zen Master
My Hearts Deep and Rich like Jasper,
Flying Ever-Higher, Ever-Faster
I'm a Full Throttle Cosmo Threshold Smasher,
Sailing Seas Of Eternity, I Drift the Inner Galactics
There, The Promise Lands we Inhabit
Beyond the Chords Of Time, Enshrined, The Elixir Of Life
BEHOLD, The Mystical, BEHOLD, The Divine
They were there all the time,
living life with the brightest smile...
giving us a reason to be alive,to be happy
without pretense,resentment or greed;
and we thought they would never leave
their families and friends in that horrible way!
Walk with the invisible angels
who once defied death,and in spite of danger,
they did not turn back, or have second thoughts,
but fought with bravery and forgot their anger!
Walk with the invisible angels...
and ask them to help you cope with your fears!
Underneath the rising clous of dust,
they heard the desperate voices of strangers
and ran up the blazing towers' stairways
to lead them,by the hundreds, out of the dark...
until they rescued as many as they could;
some got out alive, many never did...
and we dug them out of the rubble for days:
hoping to find them alive and hug them!
Walk the the invisible angels
who never doubted their own strenght
and hung on their unshakable faith...
to prove the enemy that violence
is not the way to get revenge,
but it's foolishness and lack of courage!
Walk with the invisible angels
who handed us the torch of enduring light,
so that darkness would not harm us;
call their dear and sweet names:
be proud of them, and remember
that their acts of bravery forever!
Walk with the invisible angels
who hold our hands to ease our fright!
CHOICES
man rejoices in poor choices
the smell of cheap perfume
women whispering in the dark
veiled by the moon and stars
clinking change of broadway
but doors close
stairways fall
wrinkles frown
good choices of morning linen
freshness of lips sipping tea
slowly courting, like a violin
a diurnal strand of memories
made and shared, a plan
wrinkles waft
stairways rise
open door
where the real fun begins
a lifetime of youthfulness
the fountain is found, and
the universe’s lantern is lit
all your senses open wide
no longer dire
a loft of years
intangible choir
hear Jesus laughter as you ride
an adventure of eternal crescendo
His joy for you beyond compare
you’re the rose-apple of His eye
wait my friend wait, slow the mind
compare the treasure
wormwood bait or
crowns of fete
4/9/2018
They hang from older buildings
To provide a way to flee
From a fire or another type
Of grim catastrophe.
“West Side Story’s” hero, Tony,
(Just like Romeo) did vouch
To Maria all his love
While on one’s surface she did crouch.
Countless films and TV dramas
Often use one as a base
For a criminal to exit
While the cops are giving chase.
In real life, I’ve never seen one
Used to hasten a descent.
Modern buildings now use stairways
Made of fire-proof cement.
Though necessity requires
Things to change, it seems a pity
That these structures soon will vanish,
Once a staple of the city.
RAVEN AND WREN
As the world wakes up
To the sun’s gentle rays of light
Frozen memories melt and flow
Penetrate but do not satiate
Moments of insipid sight
A scenery of incessant delight
As the raven chases the wren
Back to where it all began
With her faint song lulling
Pain starts dulling
A moment’s purity etched
As rain drizzled,
Delicate droplets fall
From faded denim skies
And the morning dew
Creates pigments of possibilities
But obscures her view
Morning whispers are hushed
Ever so fleeting yet captivating
As the gentle breeze whispers
Her secrets to the naked trees
The cold mist evaporate
Into the dark it dissipates
Blowing kisses in the air
Feel the wind in her hair
Echoes of a rose’s gentle trace
Drown in timeless space
In the calm of her strife
The moon’s beam scorches
Autumn’s tinted kiss fades
Silent gaze
Heart ablaze
A story remotely told
When time bends
Lion-licked wounds open
Defies all confines
Clandestine lovers
Air-tight kisses
Fan heart’s desires
Confronted dilemmas
Like fever it breaks
Raven and wren
You’ll learn by then
Dripped in longing
Gripped by foreboding
Air thick with anticipation
Hands outstretched
Quivering in trepidation
In a collective sense
Redolent of incense
Cigarette veils curling in the air
Cloud her judgment and leaves
Bittersweet residue in her hair
Like the most innocuous set of white lies
Yield unberable suffocating goodbyes
Hidden stairways,
Cedar-lined butler spaces,
Sliding bookshelves,
All unveil ghostly stories
Reminiscent of a lover’s past
Umami-textured taste
left cotton-mouth furriness
on their tongues
Charcoal charred
Love unmarred
Fermented and shunned
Raven and wren
'Til they meet again.