Visions of Visions
Far in the misty mountains they live,
Cloudy and lousy the skies are not limits as
Beyond they go Visions of Visions .
Deep in the far lands that ,less men enter
Flowing with passion,with rhythm of grace
Maneuver the foundation of Visions .
Cohabiting the epitome, the grace and beauties of this world
Shining bright as light from that of the stars
Standing up and high in the skies
Can they only be seen from afar with the naked eye?
But thee with Visions can see forth
Climbing higher to reach the stars
It takes Visions of Visions for one to,
Attain the greatness that comes with
Thee Visions of Visions
In Crackling peddles they will step
In hard rock they will work
In steep slopes they will climb
They will drench in sweat at cold nights.
Their touch like a gentle bear's caress
Milk and honey flow in the realm of Visions
Their fragrance as equal to that of a nursery of roses
Giggling melodic tunes in my ear
Faint and soft like angelic voices that
Only those with ears of the heart can bear
Are Visions of Visions hawling deep inside
Categories:
peddles, 12th grade, 1st grade,
Form: Free verse
without you, i am nothing but a bag of fleash
stretched over brittle bones,
rotting in a house that isnt quite home.
without you i am a pointless whisper,
faint words flowing into an ear that isnt
listening.
without you i am nothing, a wilting flower
in the winter, left alone in a flower bed full of frosted
peddles. riddled with a past of neglect i will try to
thrive, but the loneliness in the soil spoils any
attempt of living.
Categories:
peddles, angst, art, break up,
Form: Free verse
Tom tom drums call men unto war
The Euphrates dries in preparation
Of a Third world war as Gog and Magog
Start a Cataclysmic war that unchecked
Will lead to an outright world war
Russia is on the offensive in arms against
A colleague of the Russian federation
By name Ukraine is daily bombarded
Carpet bombing NATO names it
As they western powers Arm Ukraine
And dogs of war, by name Mercenaries
Are shipped in droves to support the underdog
The Big USA uncle Sam as they call Her
Peddles her weaponry to the downtrodden Ukraine
As rumors of war abound.. They call it war propaganda
There will be wars and rumors of war but the end is not yet
The end comes when the Beelzebub Prince makes peace
With the Holy Land.. Ooh JERUSALEMA.. why am I reminded of ACRE
Categories:
peddles, allusion, inspirational, religious, violence,
Form: Narrative
“Dreams Coercing Memory”
You want cherries jubilee
with a little Krug champagne
but soft custard is just the same
when reality plays its game
by the spoonful
morphine comes
to save the day
the light changes
subtle refractions
of dreams coercing
memory
long elegant fingers
poised painted apricots
those false '70s fingernails
tremendous talons
for Tchaikovsky takeoff
gracefully shimmering
glamorously sparkling
eyes smiling, clicking keys
without fear, the notes become
a romantic Chopin mystery
pianola peddles
next to her laughs
and says with glee,
a good exercise
back then, we didn't
have the time, says
the matriarch smiling
just like a mother
come to collect
on the other side
her sister, hand on shoulders
sits next to her
a Nightingale Linnet
the number
at pianola
3
one number
most
profound
one number
devine aligned,
most hard to forget
or push aside
kept close
in Love and loved
for all eternity
this one
as 3
should never hide
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
LM/HMM/LJM
17.9.23
mlb, klb, llb
Categories:
peddles, death, family, life, love,
Form: Elegy
It is the spirit that so graciously gives us peace and keeps us inspired and optimistic during this amazing life.
Let no one talk down to you or degrade you which in many cases, cuts like a knife.
Where malace, envy and hatred abide, make a concerted effort to bring forth and inject love.
Where there is pain bring empathy into the atmosphere and where there is wickedness, show righteousness from above.
Slumbering within all off humanity lies magnificent skills, untapped powers and amazing ideas, all emanating from pure thought.
Open your mind to a new reality, one that includes a perfect mind, a strong body and benevolent spirit which the school systems have never taught.
The cultivation of inner awareness is simply a state of liberation, a state of transendence.
As life unfolds as the peddles of a rose, it reveals a glimmering translucent diamond, a clearing of the soul after repentance.
Categories:
peddles, america, fate, moving on,
Form: Rhyme
She walks by night like it's her day.
She has no choice, she needs to strive.
She must toil hard in every way.
She must strive to stay alive.
Life is harsh and night is dark,
but night gives her the better chance.
The light of day gives her no spark;
At night she blooms and glows at once.
For, she was born in a cruel world
where she must sweat for all she needs.
At times, she grips on blade of sword
even if she already bleeds.
Everytime she peddles her body,
drops of tears fall from her eyes;
But she must bear it, for she has nobody.
May the time come when she sees her sunrise.
*A reality of life in many dark parts of the world.
Give thanks if you are one of the lucky ones.*
March 23, 2023
Writing Challenge- "N" Words - Poetry Contest (1st place)
Sponsored By: Constance La France
Categories:
peddles, night,
Form: Rhyme
Lynnwood Windchest roads lying in a row.
She peddles the tea kettle.
Rhyming limes and lemon rinds.
Slipping shale skipping stones.
Silent sighs sail straight past your eyes.
Specifically speaking Pacific shipping.
Ralph elf ate all by himself.
Swans see seven seagulls swimming swiftly.
She throws, he rows.
Pathetic personal problems persist perfectly.
Categories:
peddles, poems,
Form: Alliteration
Heroes are masked, monosyllabic but super.
The rat gangs obviously
are bad news and apparently
loose and reprehensible,
most are irredeemably dead-eyed.
It's on!
Action demands reaction,
busters need something to bust.
Make-believe peddles a glossy fantasy
until reality accommodates,
comes true
arrives not in good and bad costumes
but anonymously in SUV's, stolen bikes,
and highjacked Lincolns.
It goes on…
Momma bears are aroused,
sports fans are inflamed
creeps challenge, rob and mob.
A citizenry cowers then
strikes back with headlines.
It's most definitely on.
News flash -- it's over,
the good guys are back watching TV,
the delinquents and sociopath's
are out on no-bail,
the jail is a refuge for non-combatants.
On and off mostly.
Not long ago we were all masked
and suspected everyone,
but now
no one is guilty until freed -
all of us bleed.
Back on... it's Back On!
Categories:
peddles, poetry,
Form: Free verse
It is the spirit that so graciously gives us peace and keeps us inspired and optimistic during this amazing life.
Let no one talk down to you or degrade you which in many cases, cuts like a knife.
Where malice, envy, and hatred abide, make a concerted effort to bring forth and inject love.
Where there is pain, bring empathy into the atmosphere, and where there is wickedness, show righteousness from above.
Slumbering within all of humanity lies magnificent skills, untapped powers, and amazing ideas, all emanating from pure thought.
Open your mind to a new reality, one that includes a perfect mind, body, and spirit which the school systems never have taught.
The cultivation of inner awareness is simply a state of liberation, a state of transcendence.
As life unfolds as the peddles of a rose, it reveals a glimmering translucent diamond, a clearing of the soul after repentance.
Categories:
peddles, encouraging, future, i love
Form: Rhyme
This rose I favor with it’s sent entering thy nose
It’s peddles so soft as your face when it glows
The stem of beauty flowing with the wind
I cannot resit this matchless gift, my rose
We will grow together through thorny days
Yet our roots will entwine holding through rain
When our leaves wither new buds will spring
Casting through the sun raindrops and wind
As if I placed diamonds upon your hand
Glittering and gleaming I see you smile
My rose, my rose a favorite of mine
Red, yellow or white a color so divine
It is your heart I want placed upon mine
Categories:
peddles, flower,
Form: Personification
One by one, i plucked away.
The peddles, so i could say.
You love me,
You love me not.
And just like, the peddles,
You faded away.
Categories:
peddles, love,
Form: Other
To hold a woman's Heart a man must be;
Solid as Granite
Yet
Soft like a kitten,
Ravenous like a Bear
Yet
Tender as a Puppy.
He must understand the complexities of her heart
and treasure the thoughts in her mind.
He must be willing to nourish her soul
and make sure her beauty is recognized.
Her trust must never be broken and her faith never taken for granted.
The man must be stern in his thoughts
Yet
Flexible in his actions.
Because like the seasons of the year she reserves the right to change.
It is his responsibility to learn how to adapt,
so he can encourage the growth and beauty of her rose.
He must be the thorn that keeps her safe and the sun she opens up to.
Providing the dew upon her peddles.
Lost forever in the scent of her originality.
He must be the leader, but not too proud to follow,
thus enabling him to walk forever by her side.
Categories:
peddles, love, wife,
Form: Free verse
Some say that life is just around
The corner,
Some say that fun is just around
The corner
But unless you’ve been there yourself
You wouldn’t understand the billboard
Above the corner store.
Although things change, it’ll surprise you
What stays the same.
What ghost appears & possesses you
One second to the next.
Barely visible labels taken down
& replaced,
Old rusted metal.
A small reminder that things can
& will be replaced.
Just through the intersection,
Just around the corner.
Some say that things just aren’t
The way they use to be.
The news broadcasts certain events
That take place under the billboard.
A mans been shot five times &
The police still haven’t responded.
Unless you’re a bear wearing a headdress
Wearing shades, & riding a dull grey bike.
You’ll search for a place to belong too,
Up high above on the billboard,
Above the corner store.
Unless you live on this side of town.
You wouldn’t understand,
Why he peddles the way he does
Categories:
peddles, discrimination, life, racism,
Form: Free verse
A Day In The Life
By Miracle Man
2/11/2021
As each year gets worse than the one before,
I’m ready to show this pandemic the door.
Without warning or invite it’s in your house,
not the way of living that I would espouse.
I see myself as a prisoner, and a virus the guard,
seems the only safe place is alone in the yard.
I arise early mornings and turn on the news,
and my head becomes filled with negative views.
Soon the phone starts ringing at a very early clock,
any unfamiliar numbers my blocker will block.
We venture outside for Dr.’s, Med’s, mail, and grub,
no visiting or hugging is like giving friends the snub.
The media peddles dissention and will for a song,
and repeats each day till something worse comes along.
But politicians are the ones I respect the least,
Is lying in their genes or just the nature of the beast.
A friend told me to “cheer up Tom, it could be worse,
I cheered up and sure enough, it’s gotten worse.”
But I’m blessed far beyond what I’m deserving of.
Categories:
peddles, anxiety, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Roots within murky water
with peddles reaching to the sun,
this, a spirit of gloom.
casting this life up above,
drifting through fog,
lost among dark clouds.
One reaches and plucks me,
cleaning this muck I was in,
Opening his peddles of love.
Now placed among many,
a bouquet of righteousness,
Transformed with.
Gods Love
Categories:
peddles, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
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