Long Swathing Poems
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FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)
Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter things
Like furry puppies, flowers and girls on swings
In this bright...
swathing, humor, humorous,
We can’t go out so what to do?
How do we spend our time?
Imagination, racing thoughts
My brain on overtime.
There’s gardening, painting, DIY
Non urgent jobs to do,
They’re boring and predictable,
I need stimulus, tried and true.
That lazy dog...
swathing, bird, blessing, old, wisdom,
Darkness enfolded me in an ebony blanket
Of soft nocturnal feelings, whispers of wisdom
Shading my world with blackest reminiscences
Gentle insights into reflections of a promise
Phenomenal grace captivating my senses
As the night envelops me in it’s shroud...
the epoch, the epopee, the eternity
swathing, eulogy, extended metaphor,
When a precedent-busting pandemic is palling around the world
when its concomitant panic and pain freak out
it is your fine figures that are unflinchingly unfurled
e'en as proctective gears barely eke out.
Isolation wards owe you diligence...
Dixie Cup Memorial
swathing, war, , memorial,
Dixie Cup Memorial
by Odin Roark
How small it is
this bottom of the Dixie cup
holding high the torch
Ashes Might Go Down Easier
swathing, recovery from..., sad
Once in a while -in a moment
of immense sulfurous clarity, when
every grace I locked in my dilated pupils
begins to form lesions, yellow-running
tears through the deepest, lusty scarlet –
black and white would be a...
swathing, seasons, winter,
Drinking morning dews from grass; sun looks healthy,
Housing red yellow rays, sky looks lovely and pretty.
Mountain stands strong wearing deep green garment,
Within white Kans grasses, river looks lovely at its best.
With blessing of winter; trees...
Dream of Creation
swathing, fantasyprayer, universe,
She was asleep
but her gaze dragged above,
and a shadow was drawn with them
she let him make night
swathing her in darkness
planting nebula in sockets,
he watched galaxies grow
as a yawning black hole
A Sleeping Silhouette
swathing, romance, sensual, daffodils,
Earliest of the morning light
peers its silly little smiles
Peeking through shades and sills
Swathing ambience surrounds
Sketching out a silhouette
Sleeping contours satin covered still
Gentle touches, my fingertips paint as brushes
Traces, the wildflower’s presence
Lying silent among the daffodils
Beneath Death's Dark Veil
swathing, allegory, death, fear, dark, dark,
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
A careless Swathing of Death's face- pale
Burn the images and erase the memories
Bury the lies beneath Death's dark veil
Dig deep- finding secrets beneath the remains
Salty tears pierce the bloodless veins
Hiding the lies...
Broken Tongues and Laryngitis
swathing, art, happiness, life, music, people, birth, words,
Shouldering songs from the birth to the rhyme
of emotion, spring silver and burgundy 'spires
Slipping your words in a tragedy roll
tumbling and tumbling sweet in my mouth
Parching the lips from the birth to the hip
swathing, hope, nostalgia, , Lullaby,
As each fatigued day culls my nature
Mine mind does Judas thee
And tinker pon the waves of hope
My blighted roots once writhed hitherto
Severed from earths comely breast
Mother natures contempt of me
Fair mumsy, she knows best
slowly he picks away at the shell of his swathing
enough shrouded persona
Gibbous Moon in Rhyme and Free Verse
swathing, birth, death, moon, night,
Two-word Lines Free
with Rhyme Verse
gibbous moon The near-full moon—
March of the Reaper
swathing, angst, faith, fantasyfear, sky,
Blue sky turning cobalt
Black cloak in the wind
A skeletal shape
Looking for the innocents sins
In frantic flight
Their master they chase
Scythe in swipe
Cutting and swathing
All before him
The sands of time
Around his waist
In timely pursuit
Bliss electricity within
“The energy path is direct and unapologetic
No questions remain upon feeling the bliss throb ecstatic”
felt as blissful humming
whereupon no doubts remain,
having been, seen and felt the joy,
tingling, purring and caressing form,
The Eye of the Beholder
She’s getting more decrepit, by degrees.
Her heart is threatening to go...
Above the brightening vale in sun reborn
The barrow braes are clothed as we behold
Amid green pines the gorse and broom adorn
With blossoms swathing heath in cloth of gold
Below: the tarn’s once dark and baleful...
Divine union within
How close is close enough for endearment
What if the caress begins from within
Explosive bliss defying containment
Endless thunderous climax ignition
Imagine within, a central funnel
A living flame, called the staff of power
Outpouring magnetic heat toroidal
swathing, life, mystery, nature, universe,
Fabric of the universe,
has weaved all within it's nature
upon looms from spindles,spinning wheels
beginning with a single thread........
Connecting all in purposeful suit
serving one,to serve the all
the whole now luminosity.....
Somehow...the thread becometh loosen
and pulled unraveling many,
swathing, beautiful, night, peace,
I do not know?
Shadows are like,
A veil of calmness,
Swathing the mind,
A peaceful aura,
The knots untwined.
Stroking the skin,
Almost too passionately,
Flows the tender breeze,
Ushering the spirit,
Drifting it away,
The heart is then,
Free of any fray.
Sweet air gushes in,