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i feel
this flowing
like a fountain
you are judging me
on somebody else
but it's certainly
not me
so i begin
to draw
for you
paint a picture
of your beautiful face
this is so hard
to really explain
as you
mean so much
to me
your sweet honey
i am soft
deep inside
with a big heart
smiling at the world
but all i want to do
is be every thing
to your sweetheart
loving you
was my breeze
feelings just
keep floating
emotions leaves
fall unto
your ground
gently touching
softly the heart singing
it shines out
glittering gold
you are beautiful
upon the crown
you are my jewel
queen of
enchanting oceans
its you baby
i want
draped around
my neck
The cold is still spreading, engulfing me,
Down over my head to my eyes,
And as it passes over my eyes they are blinded!
Bright! Direct! Blinding! Not soft and dim.
It is a cold light, like the cold on my skin!
And I feel movement around my cold skin,
Motion in the space around that carries the cold,
And as I blink away the bright, I slowly see shapes,
Things foreign and far and sharp,
Edges, angles, colors, light, dark ...
And MORE cold ... but the tightness,
The grip is GONE! The vice is gone with the cold!
And it slides quickly down over me.
The cold and the loosening grasp,
The constraint is ended ... the clasp eased,
But in it's place is cold ... frigid and sharp ...
As sharp as the light in my eyes.
Something moves around me ... many things,
Touching me at different places, rubbing.
Now something sharp at my mouth ... it pushes in,
Sucks at the inside of my mouth, pulling OUT!
And the cold rushes in! Into my body!
Into my very BEING comes the cold!
I suck at it ... cough, cough again, spit,
Cold! Air! I breathe, and cough, and breathe ...
I am cold! I breathe cold! I am me ...
I am BORN!
Signor Fellini
Imagine us
Respectful of your shadows
Held in suspension by your cinematic mirror
These dreams of yours
Realized through creation’s gift
Offer such ethereal answers
To those of us aroused
Beyond the screen
Your genius remains omnipresent
Extended for touching by hearts and minds
Beseeching all to embrace
Granting acknowledgment and insight
Beyond usual cinema bequests
Yes Signor Fellini
You brought your vision to our eyes
Asking not we accept
But merely contemplate the little boy
Made man behind the camera
For such curiosity
You granted patience
Never asking we believe your honesty
But to consider our own truth
Your essence remains present
Resounding quietly above life’s noise
Easily accessed with but memory
Thoughtfully embraced with smiles of trust
May the purity of La Dolce Vita’s final scene
The echo of silence
From distance unamplified
Whispering from within
Ever haunt those unable to listen
Those unwilling to hear
CHAPTER SEVEN
this seventh month… a handful of sun dust
greets my aurora skin, touching every
lace of foliage: buttered stems, blushing leaves,
soft-boiled branches with upturned eyes
silky in the veil of July’s palette
face. farther on,
i wanted to smell its rareness,
how my own raw eyes pass behind occasional
veins and wiggling ridges, wondering the
maleness and femaleness of their palms
receding then whirling underneath my
feet ,receiving the ancient chant of some wild
calm…
how intangible this soft fire in
my belly, splattering like auburn harvest
of wheat thrusting unto air
chambers of sun nymphet honored
in all shades---the emerald, garnet,
sapphire of paradise patch as if
saved from the kaleidoscope of month’s past,
slowly cuddling every sinner and lover the ember
that feeds on harps and cancer -zodiac stones.
. . . .
Contest no 300 Premiere
Just testing the night
The surgeons of sky
to see
a Sky-net so faulted and frank
unflinching but still true
Full of expectation and hope...Just touching the night
feeling the texture of it
Remembering you and hoping that you're well
like a stupid loyal dog
a stupid girl remembering
You're a shadow
that plays games...appearing ...dissappearing
I should never remember ....you
a will of a wisp in the forest of thought and fleeting idea
an adventure had...the pulse of the adrenaline as one takes off in a car
knowing and not knowing exactly what will happen
thrilled by chase and surmounting miles to find out
But I always do...recall
Membranes of gossamer cloth
wafting in English winds
I recall them with such intensely sweet melancholy
but that was a continent and... a relationship ago
You my artist
my brilliant meme...a dancing man experience I can always recall with a little smile
are waiting on me
not
too smart for ruses and bruises now
we both know better
your skin is still your skin
the scruff on your chin is still growing long or trimmed short or cast off completely with white
its whiteness scares you
you don't scare easily
no you don't care and I suppose...neither do I
but testing the way the wind is blow-ing
One finger whetted by lip and kiss
held to the sky
feeling the coolness on one side or the other
The Surgeons of the sky...
do they ever cry about you and I?
or do they just kind of laugh and mumble among themselves
Comfort me with the beauty of flowers
where the sunlight beams dance warmly supreme
Devoid of any tears, cruelty or violence
a veil falls away opening petals kiss deeply surrendering
Seasoned between the vertical light and darker clouds
it becomes hard to breathe in your shade breathless sighs
Love does not change even if the earth is frozen over
but as you melt into the mind sweet honey dew springs
This night is all souls night, you can not fail to feel it
residing inside the eyes fountain of forever youth
For the glance of one gentle heart, she will be your bride
radiating warm flames glow anointing preciously the union
To share along the way, feathers from Heaven every day
touching gently the softest satin holds you an angel always divine
A Collaborated Poem 05.12.2015
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid :)
(Unrymed Couplet )
I went to heaven’s door and knocked
and waited impatiently for reply but the door was blocked;
Peter came to open it but with the door set only slightly ajar
he asked who I was and why I traveled so far.
I reminded him of my name
and then told my story, tearing as I explained.
My only love came here, a little more than a year ago
and hard as I try, my life forward just can’t go.
The door opened wide and bright
in the distance I saw a blinding light
A hand touched my shoulder but still I did not see
who it was that was touching me.
A majestic voice spoke in my ear
and said my lonely life should be neither fear nor tears.
She loves you still and watches over you
look at the time, it remains for the jobs you need do.
I felt a brush of warmth around my shoulder
and in the warming light I suddenly felt much bolder
as upon my cheek there was a loving kiss
and once again, I felt the love I missed it still exists.
I turned away reluctantly, knowing I must live again
and I must wait to return to heaven in the end.
Goodbye, I said for now I’ll live well, better than before
Not Goodbye the voice replied, we’re with you evermore.
And the harvest moon smiles
The ground beneath my feet
solid as is stone of millennium’s might and fear
Flat on a surface of cultured desires,
formidable, paved in promises kept and windswept actions
This night, chocolate skies of peering pleading eyes,
locks smooth, dark, shining beneath silent stars
glowing down upon this photograph dream
developing on the breath of autumn’s coming
Softly I lay you down, earth and colored leaves
vibrant as this beauty I hold, tinted in hues of love
Comfort beyond compare, nature’s pristine blanket
engulfs your form as I find my way in the dark
Sultry sighs echo on midnight bluffs and aching cliffs
Silhouetted caverns, ignited by reflections of sensual calls
and names found on the evening canopy, resonate
in melodic tones of amorous endeavors
Sunflower lips, smooth as mirrored glass and fragrant as life
meet mine in passion, touching, feeling, every inch
as we dance to the rhythm of early hour heart beats,
entwined in the pleasure shared by two destined souls
When snow caps melt in a violent flow of heated steam,
fissures of depth on blood streaked skin,
as your nails scream beneath my flesh,
crimson euphoria dripping
We plead this earth, this solid ground to move
when as asked, it moves,
madly shaking, erupting until
shattering in a crescendo of spark filled ecstasy…
and the harvest moon smiles
Good night Soupers
Light pours out joy through my soul
Stirring the silence with hope and more
Feelings so alive they inspire and console
With a love so brilliant it will always adore
Laughter sings warmth to my dreams
Breathing whispers of kindness into me
Thrilling and filling me up to extremes
With pleasure wider than the sea
Love flows through me, blessed peace
Shining like sun or stars so amazing
Touching the heart who will never cease
To be elated by a God who I’m always praising
Refrain:
Praise Him, maker of the oceans
Silent grace, whisper of gentle light
Overflowing hope into the emotions
Alive with a kindness, He shines so bright
Falling all over my spirit, gentle devotions
He will lead you and show you the way
Showing you all that is true and how you tend to stray
Divinely showing your soul by reaching down and touching your heart
But all this wisdom comes with a toll in fulfilling your own part
He will show you what is really right and tell you what is wrong
Causing all evil to take flight for it is not nearly that strong
He will pull you from the deep calling you back to your home
Always next to you as you sleep and so near when you roam
His whole being filled with Glory as He watches over you
The Bible reveals His story as we listen from the pew
So many are amazed at just how He does bestow
But that’s how I was raised, that’s what I know
Ask Him to lead and then follow wherever He may go
And since you have been freed your own love will begin to flow
You will see everything in a whole new Light, like you’ve never seen before
Now everything is so bright and your own heart is pure