Foundation.
With uncertainty flowing like a molten volcano around the world, and online.
Is it within dark times like these, we should try to bring more light into the world?
Title:
A voice in the dark whispers
Lookup
Not down
And be drawn
Into spiritual degradation
Or dark temptations
Linked to politics or the flesh
By the Red Dragon
But to blue clouds
Filled with sacred tetragons
With belief in whatever you know as good, be held
In-Depth
For the son of Cronus and Rhea
Brother of Zeus and Poseidon
Grows ever near
To welcome you into his waterless Barren Lands
Delighting in unimaginable fear
So be
Precipitous
And look up to
Defeat the rolling Abyss
Ruled by Hades
Hidden
Within
Its mists
Espouse goodness
While you still
Live
Like a sweet Valentine's Day kiss
And try to avoid
The Void
Filled with those
Who now pay a hefty
Price
But enter into new lands of Spiritual Paradise
With your selfless acts
Of kindness and self-sacrifice
Will you try to do good?
Or will you follow those who will suffer bitterness, when a star called, Wormwood,
Falls?
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
First thoughts emerging
From my wakening mind —
Shall it be fear
That fills me
Weak and faint
To face the waiting day?
Or, sleep dispersing
With the coming dawn,
Shall crowded thoughts
Rush restless
Through my mind
Of endless things undone?
When shadows fading
Flee the rising sun,
Shall other shades
Of darkness
Shroud my mind
With life's futility?
Or once more waking,
Weep in bitterness
To find my life
Unwanted,
Out of use,
An emptiness alone?
Shall night unsleeping
Bring the morning grey,
And sorrows, fears,
And heartache,
Crowd my mind
In comfortless array?
Or could my thinking
Turn these pains to prayer
To him who knows
My helplessness
My weariness,
And find in him relief?
Could he my pacing
Thoughts infuse with peace,
If I lookup
And cry,
Lord,
I believe!
Help Thou my unbelief?
See Mark 9:24
waiting
milky Way
eyes
riding
shooting star
choosing
hallucinations
tumbled
from modicum
heart
scattering
under light
&blood red moon
grasped?
defying
lookup
remember
stars are
lost dreams
&gazing
back
at you
yet
mourns
each stolen
soul
crying
muted
again never
cogitate on
dawn
nor
sun lentigines
expectations
enters two
shades:
torment
&fear
black
for isolation
red
for blood
&Intoxication
Written: Sep 12, 2022
A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Looking up from the widow I did see,
The most beautiful markings there ever could be.
A dove shone so brightly in the light
The pattern of colours was so very right.
Although the building was very old.
Those stained glass windows were very bold.
I thought how would you keep them so shiny and clean.
For the greatest of beauty sure did beam.
It must be a skill to make such a gift.
For the joy it brought me, was such a lift.
To turn my eyes yet only for a while,
brought to me a shining smile.
Take time to engage in what brings you hope.
Ascent, a moment to help you cope.
Lookup to see what is above.
Reach for your heart for there is always love
It was an image, dark and eerily gray
for a moment I was sure I knew her way
but within her shadowed distant face
none revealed the treasures of her hidden grace;
there was no smile, no laugh or cry,
you could see the depth in her eyes,
only hair kept her discrete
as life kept her well hidden and obsolete
neither twitch nor scorn allowed her to take her turn
nor mend the heartbreak of love now long burned.
So, as you pass,
don't keep your eyes downcast
lookup and straight or miss your chance
to offer comfort, empathy for her circumstance.
Mystic Rose Rose's Rhyme Story
12/18/20
As I looked at the sky, I was mesmerized,
It was too beautiful, I couldn't take off my eyes!
There was a calm blue sea, a boat was sailing by...
Every now and then sky paints beautiful pictures,
they keep changing,
The other day I saw a river flowing by, there were many small blue ponds,
Yet another day I saw an ocean, waves rippling on it,
Cool breeze flowed and I felt I was in a beach!
Mountains of orange, grey, red, white, snow clad one's too,
At time scary demon with big eyes stares at you.
Sometimes their is a garden, colourful flowers growing on them.
Different shades of Red and Blue and grey paint beautiful pictures everyday,
These pictures are most visible when the sun is not that bright,
Early morning, evening, rainy season, the best time to watch.
Sitting at home amidst corona,I am not missing my vacation,
Sky paints beautiful scenery I am happy watching them.
Beauties of nature all for free,
Do lookup, I am sure you too will be happy.
Spring Salutations
Breathe in the air
let it flow through your hair
Stretch your arms up and out wide
lookup at the sunny sky
Bend down to pick bright red roses and blue flowers
beware of tiny honeybees and crawlers
The sun is out smiling
while bluebirds, robins, and yellow finches are flying
Breathe in the air
let it flow through your hair
Bears emerge from hibernation
it’s time for a happy celebration
New life grows and awakens
earth’s wonder and birth cannot be mistaken
Springtime is finally here
greet it with a warm welcoming cheer
Breathe in the air
let it flow through your hair
May 8, 2020
Spring Rhyme Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
things go wrong
set a new tone
over power
this with lookup shower
get out of the bad stuff
your hands or not cuff
PICK YOUR SELF UP
Wait for santa
Wait for fun
Fun is nonstop
Fun gives you joy
Joy is incredible
Joy is for everyone
Everyone is delighted
Everyone seems happy
Happy is a wonderful feel
Happy is a gift
Gift is for me
Gift is for you
You are amazing
You are wonderful
Wonderful are those days
Wonderful are those moments
Moments are so fulfilling
Moments are treasure
Treasure the memories
Treasure the happiness
Happiness is blisful
Happiness is a special treat
Treat yourself
Treat others
Others are dancing
Others are Singing
Singing with smile
Singing with laugh
Laugh hard
Laugh loud
Loud is the sound
Loud is the party
Party is fun
Party is energetic
Energetic are the gathering
Energetic are the curious waiting
waiting for the gift
Waiting for the santa
Santa will be coming
Santa will be here
Here I Waits
Here I lookup at the chimney
Chimney is so normal
Chimney is stand still
Still I lookup at chimney
Still I wait
Wait till my gift appears
Wait until I see santa
Santa..
Appears..
As I was sleeping on Christmas Eve,
I awoke, as I couldn't sleep!
I listened closely and started laughing,
as I heard Santa rapping.
"Oh I love my red new sled,
runs better than a thoroughbred!"
"It's equipped with a Garmin, to find the way,
No more getting lost, hip hip hooray!"
"The sled has air bags in case I crash,
and a cd player on my dash!"
"I have my laptop to receive all my requests,
The days of letters, are in the past!"
"I'm wearing special heated
boots, so I don't slip, when on the roof!"
"All the reindeer have head phones on,
and listen to their favorite rock songs."
"Mrs Clause text me when she misses me,
and I can't wait to see her and get naughty!"
"Oh I love these new special glasses that allow
me to see through walls." It's better then
staring at Rudolfs Balls!"
"My futuristic Santa Suit keeps my privates warm,
doesn't matter if there is a cold, cold storm!"
"I just wish they would invent something to catch
the reindeer poop.
Because as I'm leaving the parents lookup, and
oooooops!"
Futuristic Christmas Sponsored by Mystic Rose 12/9/2015
thing may not be you see
right the tears hard to fight
to see the light
and dayes that or bright
lookup don't bit the dust
be goods child
NUTHIN WRONG WITH A SMILE
don't look down
there better days around
lookup
at the good stuff
times have been ruff
that you can cuff
the mind will be fed
just get out of bed
there's
BETTER DAYS AHEAD
life is tough
god and bad stuff
in god you must trust
he over all of us
if you must
don't be anyones clown
LOOKUP DON'T LOOK DOWN
Get your head out the sand man lookup to the one who can like an eagle He will teach you to fly never alone Bye and Bye
when
we
lookup towards the sky
the
signs of winter
tell us why
the
hands of God
shall not be denied
when
the
seasons we share
are
your name
still
etched in these clouds
and
we
shall
sing out loud
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.