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Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise,
	the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art !
Unpredictable seas with droplets that spray oh how the sharp rocks being where they lay,
	Affects how sea nymphs stalk and capture their prey as if it were, a play !
Restless winds pervade the air oh how the clouds suggest a dare,
	Looking like sheep jumping over fences oh how it stirs the sky and senses !
Crackling fire illuminating the shadows of the night oh how with mysteries of the light,
	Animals will watch the humans make camp as if each camper is, a scamp !
Powerful gaze holding years of hope oh how with vulnerability and the will to cope,
	Looks knowingly into the void as if it were, a mental sanctuary to be employed !
Unstoppable magnetism attracts us to one oh how unexpected, powerful and fun,
When cupid’s arrow aims for you, there isn’t much that you can do !

Indian Summer

Heat, like fog, engulfs the environment.
Flora and fauna burn in the sunbeams.
Clamminess-filled vapor goes virulent.
Mirages glimmer like unending streams.

Tempests brimming with dust and debris blow.
Unquenchably thirsty, the parched lands crack.
With abstract sky paintings, dry evenings glow.
Thunder peals, on and off, like an earthquake.

Days taunt. Nights haunt. We burn in the furnace.
Sleeplessness and nightmares pervade our nights.
Flies and reptiles perform a crude circus.
Heat climbs the atmosphere's immodest heights.

With the nomadic breeze, black clouds elope.
Timely drizzles, yet, try to bring some hope.

Three Cheers for the Tardigrade

Of all creatures in the animal parade,
there's but one that each habitat does pervade.
It can live any place - 
Antarctica or space. 
Three cheers for the adaptable tardigrade!

What Makes Me Smile--All Things Christmas

I love the sights of Christmastime 
from manger scenes to mistletoe. 
Sweet, joyous sounds pervade the air 
from "Praise the Lord" to "HO HO HO!" 

I give to those who are in need, 
for God says, "Love your fellow man." 
Then when I shop for family, 
I buy them every gift I can. 

The carolers and choirs perform 
"O Holy Night" and "We Three Kings," 
while celebrants in living rooms 
sing tunes about what Santa brings. 

A prayer precedes our Christmas feast; 
the smorgasbord brings great delight. 
The kids soon snuggle near the fire 
enrapt as Dad starts, "'Twas the Night . . . “

This season is a splendid time 
that bears a special, holy name, 
so as I smile through "Jingle Bells," 
I won't forget why Jesus came.

A singular Drop; That's All There Was

I gaze upon an opaque silver sky,
Descending dewdrops, developing above the mustache maw.
Ascending the nape to taste cherubim cry,
Permeating petrichor, pervade the nasal in auspicious awe.

Palpable pain of tactile taps
Kissing canker sores and rainstorm rush.
Radically rampaging, for its rapid relapse
Rain, it's infinite, swirling fervor flush

To drown by an inundated impound,
A vehement, vicious, void that immersed,
Wandering weakly on the ocean gored ground,
Drowning, isolated lungs; bellowing burst.

The tyrant tsunami my miracle world-wide flood,
Exploding existence, imploding insistence, ichor pools; blackened blood.

Stupor

God
says it
like it is
but His message 
is not well received,
since He speaks to the heart
but His words are heard by mind,
which is caged in conditioned thought,
letting not heart spread soul’s divine wings.

Strobes of love and light pervade silence,
cognised by pure hearts who listen
to the music of the spheres,
sublime bliss magnetism,
touch of God Himself,
which we negate,
since we are
in deep
sleep.

In Bloom soon

Moon
Glowing
Full and bright
Luminescent,
The sun is close by,
There is a soothing breeze
My heart is beating wildly
Whiffs of fragrance pervade the night
My beloved is close by, she’s here
My heart lights up with luminescent glow.

Love Impasse

Love Impasse

I am not ashamed to say it—
I trace demons of you in the stars—
perhaps because I cry at your abandon,
for once, you were the riddle in my bones.

But do I blame?
No—I should have known
where our paths split,
where an anxious exit waited slyly—
maybe I, too,
left constellations behind.

I rarely trust
simplicity of things
thanks to your abandon.

All I know is that I Loved you—
and have Loved you
and Love you—
But I could never lay my full self
in the tide of your shifting light,
nor could I assuage the storms
you held so close.

Though you are silent,
your thoughts pervade me
like serpents 
silent as a crypt,
but hissing inwardly…
bleeding inwardly—

your presence in the sky sears me—
I have been woven into 
your tumultuous pulse—
but the question remains:
do you feel the weight of me?

I see where my hands have cut you,
now that I bear the scars you left
just as deeply.

I have searched the ashes and all ends
for something that could spark
what we dismally buried—
a single ember—
a Hell—that
could heat up the crushing cold places
we once deemed Love.

Battle Rages On

Within the heart, a battle rages on,
Some rise victorious, others overthrown.
A war unseen, a fight for inner peace,
A silent struggle, that knows no release.

We see the smiles, the masks they wear,
But cannot fathom the burdens they bear.
For each of us, a battlefield we hold,
A tapestry of triumphs, stories that are left untold.

Some journeys long, some paths so steep,
Where shadows linger and darkness creeps in.
They fight the demons, the doubts that bind,
A fragile hope, a wavering mind.

Oh, judge them not, the wounds they hide,
Their battles fought, where tears reside.
For in their struggle, a strength is found,
A spirit valiant, on hallowed ground.

Though paths be dark, and hope may fade,
Let kindness bloom, let love pervade.
For God stands near, so follow the path.
And others too, will share the light.


To all my friends or family members that are fighting against mental health or drug abduction.) 

2024

Dawn's Darkness

And thus it seems
That all my dreams
Were not but foiled
Twisted schemes
Betrayed by daybreaks
Lying light
Disguised
As memories
Less bright

And yet the darkness
Does pervade
My troubled dreams
When on parade
And truth it seems
Has lost its edge
As its wingless
offspring fledge

For there are moments
That I dread
Moments rewritten
In my head
Troubled attempts
To now erase
The truths I know
Yet cannot face

Petals of Pain

Soft tears stream down her sorrowful face
Petals of pain peeling away her peace
Drops of desolation that delve into dejection
Why, asks her depressed mind? 
Not another cycle, says her miserable soul
Unhappy sobs steal her joy and upset her mood
Precious prayers unanswered again
How much more can she take? 
Petals of perplexity pervade her poignancy
Hold on to hope, her heart says
The flower of faith blooms fresh and fair
Prayer's powerful potential is felt once again
Sometimes waiting is the answer
God can still work mysterious miracles
Petals of patience blossom through the pain

Magic of the wildflowers

Engrossing sunbirds,
bees and butterflies
Smirks subtly
a cluster of wildflowers

Dispersing seeds
Through wind and rain
A barren monotonous plain
the wildflowers pervade

Singing to the tunes of bees
Waving to the songs of breeze
The wildflowers set a dais
to please the audience

Cosmos, the team head
Vibrant colors they widespread
Dandelions, the collaborators
Destined to list our wishes good

The divine scent they proliferate around 
Is all enough to spellbound-
the novel flies, all perform a lovely play 
And leave us astounded every day 

Engrossing sunbirds,
bees and butterflies
enthrall vividly 
a cluster of wildflowers

Eastern Wind

Though Creed takes wide and wind,
Laughs in desire and no hind,
The sun escorts there in simple say,
Grass and grain vivid ever morning May,
Leave the riddle that frown and fray,
I admire the wit that lips spray,
Sweet spell sung in motherly lap,
And pervade to adorable lissom ladies hand,
Charms wither within two spheres,
That rainbow lucid in feelings fairs,
Wings spread gaudy butterfly display,
Without remorse, foil heavenly life in hay,
Either wise either clay,
Render the chime of inner being,
No human where beast bring,
unfolds and usher their immortal blessing,
heave the height with cheer and caring
Nameless knolls that grace our grims
Happy pines adorn eastern winds

If Love Was A Gun

     
    If love was a gun, what would its bullets be  
    would ammunition be the cure for poverty I 
      see, would every round that pierces minds
                       be the     missing link, would every 
                      round         pervade our hearts and
                              change the way we think 
                                           If love was a gun
                                            then would love 
                                              be everywhere
                                               would evening 
                                                 news be filled 
                                                     of hope for 
                                                         everyone 
                                                          to share

Threadbare

The light by which everything else is known,
is what we seek, to become self-aware
and so we sow seeds of love, all home grown,
that the tree of life reveals truth threadbare.

Love is a mist in which ego dissolves,
paving way for consciousness to expand,
whence we see how soul in our heart evolves
and then God’s divine plan we understand.

As heart lotus blossoms in body prism,
Holy Spirit begins to pervade form
and thus transcending teachings of each ism,
we’re engulfed in a magnetic bliss storm.

Questions cease when we become the answer,
gliding with grace, like a cosmic dancer.

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