Leo’s brush conveyed more light than verse
Beholding beauty's movement in the soul
Ahhh... but adding melody provides the turn
That living on the page a word can't know
Ephemeral, this flight of fancy, sure
Which airy essence flies past thought alone
That flight soars brighter than is ours to grasp
It shadows us in shades of reverie
These heights of sensuality can't last
But lest we think that they weren’t meant to be
Though Icarus would soar and also fall
Daedelus would soar and still fly free
If blest for just a moment with his eye
I’m sure that I could paint an aire complete
That brush’d upon the palate of your ear
Yields color that your mind would savor sweet
The air beneath the wing I hold so dear
Has echoed but the voice of nascency
clutch them …
nourish them …
draw all to your being with
a lover’s hunger
the cosmos bears suns, innumerable
each a rarity of scintillation
unlike any other -
a macrocosm of nascency and
divine chaos
in a measure to rival every
pinch of dust that ever whirled
upon a whisper…
like the ache of fidelity,
each has its own bountiful awe
and who can know what
wonders lay in wait beyond the gleam?
they are not stars
they do not churn with fusion
nor do they bedazzle the heavens,
but they are just as precious -
despite the size or weave or breadth …
so treat them with
deference, regard and quiet consideration
for the big things are the little things
and the biggest of
all the small …
are moments.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, February 2, 2024
Beginning mine act of God today
Blessed event creation dawning
Delivery labor not sent dismayed
Nascency natality parturition producing grace
Trend visitor from universal space
1/21/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
when we fall prey to complacency
and comfortably wallow in abject sloth,
we suffocate motivation in its nascency.
eschew apathy and inactivity; rise above both!
Sin Of Sloth Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico
Date written: 07/24/2022
Mesmerized clarity
builds to crescendo
never more hollow than these
Colors the forefront
blanket expressions
narrowly missing disease
Outlying chambers
kaleidoscope distance
maneuvering playfully lost
The bearded man crumbles
along the great coast
nascency carelessly tossed
One can but ponder
diligent details
tragic circumference of light
The searing is scored
malevolent mischief
never abandoning flight
Belligerence echoes
along the dark pathway
silently centering in
The mindless enigma
deception of thunder
the meadowlark's shadows begin
3/9/19
Nearly everyday, the
nascency of new lives
never fails to inspire;
Nature's numinous blush
narrates an old story -
Nightingale or nacre,
noble designs of God.
05/01/2017
Where has it gone?
It's not inside my head.
It is now a ways away
Where sunshine stays and there's
n'er a fear
A place I made inside my head
A place that in its nascency my
mind just had to steal
Eloped did they, those self-enslaved
mind and grand idea
And now I have my mind not
Nor my grand idea
They have runaway
*
canopy ablaze
crown fires danced on forest floors
summer nascency
*
The friend who gonna while sheer
In friendly, airy blast always . . .
The soul around . . .
Who ne’er mind —by renders a hurt
The old cougar, restful in bench by
In stares much bit
Of enjoying up nicely day by day
With the sun illume
With the windy hit passive his skin
When stars-oh-moon light
Once hold tho shadow heaven
In casting by thrilling
His whistler galloping
In fulling island ground soul, melody
In adding-lib —
In forgiving of resentful
Uncool off liaison
The cougar as look tensity my vicinity
By was, — who had been gone . . .
And inquired one nascency rose
On souls is mind —
Who will be next? O friend scathe-less
Airy blast always at others —
Who spring by, a proudly around?
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