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I am just coming off the big stage that was erected for this vibrant age. The energy is still lingering in the ground and the honey bees are still buzzing around; something special took place at united center last night that send the people wild, heaven was cruising with paradise on earth and the people were dancing their hearts out and the world embrace each other close to the midnight hour. Everyone had this catchy rhythm in their feet and the ladies dressed in white looking like young brides some as old as eighty brought back the suffergate movement of the early nineteen century to life. The women were looking smart and happy as they occupy the center of the building and, the whole place resembles congress makeover. Lousi was there staring at the little starlight floating around in the atmosphere; her eyes were fixed on it and her mind was fading with it, what on earth was going on, it was like a party was transpiring on the lawn outside but it was the protesters in the park rumbling with the officer in the dark and the celebration went on and the music rolls on and the speakers enters the stage one by one igniting a thunderbolt across the center and everyone catches on to the fever, some were short and spice, others were long winding and heavy, but it did what it had to do to make the mistress day come true, the celebration mounts with screams and shouts and bickering around and the journalist filled the gap with interview across the floor as the patron called out for more.The momentum continue to build and the multitude in the center begin to chill, I was feeling the energy too but I did not know what to do, and sweat starts oozing out of my flesh and in seconds all my clothes was wet and the energy in the center began to circulate all the way to the gate and the momentum built higher and higher, And when she could not resist it, she came on the stage, the crowd went out of control and flags were waving across the floor and the people kept asking for more, the balloon came down and spread all over the floor and the momentum began to spread like wildfire in the wilderness; keep the momentum going and nurture it with your feeling, keep the momentum going and get some spiritual healing, keep the momentum going and hit the road in a brand new pair of shoe and destiny will tell you what to do.
Maech stands between silence and rebirth,
each tree shows a bud; too anxious is Allie
chasing after a blue Tit that starts its flight,
I pull his leash to prevent injury or even death:
Dashounds are playful and engage in rival fight:
they never harm the cutest, friendliest Collie!
I continue strolling down the dull valley inhaling smog,
I say hello to a henchman who grins, " Watch that fog! "
A lonely person is anti-social, he's suspicious and cold ,
he surely spoils a day that started out well; I am baffled
by such discourtesy: is there any kindness left in people?
A radiant smile is a ray of sunshine, a frown is deplorable!
This forest is pure wilderness, it instills blissful peacefulness.
rarely is seen an unkept vagrant, unless he had built his home
from the wood of fallen trees in the last September hurricane;
I pause and think, " Survival is a means of logical defensiveness. "
I take a sip from the water bottle to replenish some loss of skin salt:
tempestuous clouds gather, then they're stroke by a thunderbolt!
I was warned by mom not to seek shelter from any menacing storms,
it could be a dangerous refuge under those big branches that snapped
while torrential rain washed away everything in their fury, even stones;
I slid down many slopes, unable to stand up and find the main road.
In the blurry distance appeared an elderly man waving me on and follow
him to his hut, I got up and ran, " Here, you'll be safe until tomorrow!"
Written: November 28, 2023
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Beneath the sweltering luminescent sky.
A thunderbolt flared over the silent firefly.
Oak-smoke tones and vanilla bean paste.
Swung idly, draped as moss from a baste.
Tintinnabulation caused by wind-borne sighs.
The gentle quiet of flora roughness is dry.
Evenfall cobalt-wrapped nascent starlight.
A crescent-shaped moon is gloaming in flight.
An avalanche of a billion Katydid wing beats
Cricket voices in a range of alto to bass feats
My gem-encrusted flame bursts and spits.
Beneath a benumbed bowl, boiling hiss.
My soul finds solace in the lichened death fall.
I was thrilled by the fire and the creepy owl call.
A soft mist falls across drooping eyelids.
amid the dancing stars and firefly skids.
To the right
Is where I slept every night
Welcoming tomorrow’s knowledge might
Shining bright
Illuminating intellectual light
Using my sight
To see
Me
And you together
Braving life’s tumultuous weather
Navigating thunderbolt-fast spears
Not showing, any fears
Since I am a trained, in how to communicate
Say what I need to state
Keeping our romantic conversation going
As we perform our daily rowing
Through debatable wakes
Healthy dialogue we make
To the left
I act like a ref
Hardly, judging many wrongs
From those suffering a long
After performing a miscue
Maybe being a fool
Heal is what I do
Not knowing who
The stranger I just met
Stomach said was upset
Prescription I scripted, ‘a hug’
Spread rapidly, diagnosed family bug
Grounded love
Delivered by, Almighty above
Chapel sunset
Is now what we get
Towering over us all
As we studied on the mall
Removing an international wall
Thoughtful kindness, strategy is the call
Standing tall
Keeping alive
Moral beehive
Buzz created
Attitude seeded
And kneaded
Baked with flour
Giving us the power
Kelly, Farrel and Weigand
Are the building we had our social academic meetings
Strength, we each other gave
And at times we did misbehave
Claiming lesson learned
Always concerned
Being firm
Completing the eight terms
Graduating at the end
Message we did send
‘It is our honest, truth
Raising the roof
Proclaiming degree proof
Future is ours
And direct us to the Holy Spirit bar’
It doesn’t matter if you are a woman or a man,
The only thing that matters is how you repay your debt
You owe to this great nation of ours, the U.S.A.,
The bearer of the torch of freedom
Since our destiny is to live with our nation’s pride,
I will die in honor of the nation as well.
I, therefore, uphold the nation’s flag,
the Star-Spangled Banner,
that is standing aloof on top of the highest mountain
and fluttering in the midst of an expansive plain.
For my one and supreme duty
as an honorable G.I., is to protect
our nation’s flag from all kinds of weather.
If the scorching sun throws the flame
and burns our nation’s flag down to ashes,
a Phoenix I will become,
and preserve it with my renewed wings.
If a thunderbolt strikes with an ear-piercing roar
to tear the flag to pieces, I will check
it with the sword of courage.
If a high wind rises to lower the flag
to put our nation to shame, I will protect
it with the shield of wisdom.
If a torrential rain pours to wash the flag away
to drive this nation into a confused maze,
I will obstruct it with all my strength.
If snow drifts harder and harder
and becomes a fierce blizzard,
and buries our nation’s flag under the snow
that is deeper than the sea,
I will embrace it in my bosom
to keep it warm with my passion
though I may fall and be covered with snow.
O what a wonderful country the United States of America is.
Our nation’s diversity makes us aware of the world’s differences
and enables us to embrace them with an understanding heart.
O what an honorable duty it is for the G.I.s
to safeguard this wonderful land as beautiful as it can be,
and preserve it as the leading nation of the world,
as we swore by the Star-Spangled Banner.
IF love took me
take me my love
when breathing is
you breathing with me
and life is at
it's most loving.
And nighttime:
my hand upon your
breast keeps time
as an arm of the hour
stealing moments
within our dark.
As jaws of Cupid open
my priest of pain
begins to sing:
"Ruby heart, padlocks
and all, deployed by
angels smiling
thunderbolt-lust;
and i, too frail."
Drowning in wishing-
like sea swells
like if love took me
take me my love
across the night
into the dews, and the
'give me everything
i wish/give me everything
i love/where life is at
it's most loving.
:: 08-27-2017 ::
“Follow your dreams and never let them pale
Be the star of a winter fairytale.”
* * *
Once upon a time a sweet bonnie lass
Did all her horrendous stepmother asked
Toiling all day her dream kept her going
That one day in love she would be glowing.
Her girlish charm was a breath of fresh air
Singing and dancing in spite of her cares
She so missed her mother, now laid to rest
But for her father's sake she did her best.
One day when out shopping her dream came true
Boy meets girl and love between the two grew
She felt like a Princess who'd found her Prince
And had been walking on air ever since.
‘Twas her lovely winter of wonderment
Tho’ bleak and cold this love was heaven sent
She could never speak of the joy she’d found
For her life would become a battleground.
Sadly their love never came to flourish
Their meetings being too few and hurried
Being trapped just like a bird in a cage
She wouldn't risk raising her stepmothers rage.
Endurance taken to upmost limit
Tho' his love be generous in spirit
Moon shadow's were cast o'er fated distress
Gone was the amore that once took her breath.
She had loved with womanly heart on fire
Yet coming like a bouquet of barbed wire
A mighty thunderbolt from out the blue
She'd lost the one who'd sworn his love was true.
Reliving memories of shattered dreams
In yesterday's glorious reveries
Tears came streaming, rolling like a river
No more I-love-you's whispered in her ear.
Then along came a fairy godmother
Who waved her wand o’er one then the other
The two she then joined in matrimony
The rest is a blessed lifelong love story.
* * *
23rd December 2020
Quote - Poet’s own.
“With stimulant knock the moribund mind finds
the door of desolate life open”- Quote by Poet
On a cloudy day in jaded July
I trekked the forested countryside under smoky sky.
In an isolated dilapidated bungalow,
the night I had to spend all alone feeling low.
At the dead of night came the rains in a torrent,
on the wings of the turbulent tropical storm of rent,
pounding waves of gusty wind lashed at window pane,
that rattled at each stroke of striking thunder’s sprain.
The lashing lightning flashed on the trembling trees,
their moist shadows the squall surged to seize,
making mystically myriad of shaking eerie shape
that slithered in the flooded landscape.
At the sudden strike of the tearing thunderbolt,
the flickering lights of the room went out with a jolt.
In the candle light the darkness became even more
creepy as I heard a knock on the cracked wooden door.
I opened it with shaking hands, found no one there,
but for the slant arrows of rain piercing the dark air.
The nagging knock repeated several times in a spree,
sending swells of stifling shiver through me.
I was gripped by the frenzied fear of the unknown,
while the whole night I nursed the goosebump alone
with peg after peg of perky whisky on the rock,
my strained sense eased as my head felt the knock.
Ardent ardour rippling in romance.
Glamour in amour also to dance.
Marital life running smooth with bliss.
Ideal family, I succeeded to establish.
No complaints in marital relationship.
My duties cum career, I loved to worship.
Loving husband and lovey children
felt me proud devoid of any strain.
Sudden thunderbolt blast in clear environ
Got devastated and heart was fully torn.
Conversation of Hubby in land line put me in suspicion
Somehow sensing pungent smell, picked up extension.
Stunned to listen about nasty betrayal.
Sudden shock sent me in dreadful dismal.
But my self-esteem and moral values forced
me to decide at that instant. Mentally I divorced
him : I discarded him, even situation was crucial.
When wound was malignant, surgery was essential.
Youth,
Zeus’ thunderbolt of vitality, you are,
The volcanic eruption of vigor,
The very incarnation of liveliness,
Your passion unrivaled
Your spirit indubitable
Your enthusiasm insurmountable
On the horseback of your dreams you
Are galloping
Unafraid
Uncompromising
Unstoppable, to the ends
Of the world,
Overcoming every fear
Demolishing every boundary
Obliterating every division
And
Running always ahead-FREE- with a speed determined by
Your eagerness to
Do all
To see all
To know all
To conquer all
BUT
You are not realizing that you, inadvertently, are
Heading towards what you do not wish for,
Something you so greatly despise,
That your heart abhors and
Your spirit dreads: OLD AGE
However
Do not… despair my young friends
For
The privilege of getting old, is something
NOT bestowed on everyone!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
22 FEBRUARY 2014