Somewhere between the silence
The excuses
The things left unsaid
And the things said without thought
I realised I was holding together
What was already falling apart
Giving grace where I felt hurt
Giving understanding where I received confusion
Giving chances where boundaries should have stood
But this is not a story of love turning to hate
It's a story of affection meeting its limit
Of a hand that wanted to hold on but forced to let go
Not because I wanted distance
But because closeness began to cost me too much of myself
Some endings are not decisions
But realisations
A moment when clarity outweighs hope
It was worn down by every moment
That made staying feel heavier than leaving
A child of the light..I was always an early riser, before i was one year old i would climb up a bedroom dresser and sit with
My back to the mirror watching my sleeping parents.' Yes I am a lover of light.'
From a bright land.. I detest dark practices
And have on more than one occasion, told
Strangers of their occoult acts.' Uncovered
Them in sight of God and man.' I am
seething just as oil boils, so my blood burns at any strike against innocent people, especially acts designed to degrade and humiliate, I am against war as it facilitates
Much of that.' I always bear in my mind the
Genocide of hitlers plan ' And his idea to
Form Europe into one power block, and that i see before my eyes, trying to emerge yet now, world-wide' Its not
going to be stopped unless, you have
the same realisations, if not you will shuffle
along..In
The same hopeless old manner.i espouse to call out ethnic genocode..I am against all wars, and, wish and pray for
peace, I cling to. God and His great
goodness, manifest in Jesus Christ; Amen.'
GLAZED LIMELIGHT
viewed
slightly
a
weakening
impression
of
separating
contrasts
powerless
indifferent
live
ideas
melded
yearning
realisations
in
a
chasm
changing
formats
of draped
similarities
& the cotton-mouthed bliss is
a life i dissolve into
can anybody apart from us feel?
amid solar pulses i exist under your orbit,
speaking into you
bright-bodied in rampant succesion to lone Junes
from when the days were long
and realisations sprung like fresh fruit, the first bite
thirsty after a winter drought
ive always been a trite conversationalist
but now we exist beneath the macabre skies,
in wake of the suns divorce
speak to me in those laden prophecies
the language you save for disasters
my words scatter within your radiations and i am pool-drunk
chlorine chasing a summer theophany,
busy understanding the world through you
skin over skin
layers to peel
uncover
mysteries ~
earthbound
heavens dictated
strengthened delicacy
lacy
spirit reveals
as we peel
without zeal —-
colour
patiently waiting
soft fingertips
to harvest (...)
autumn rings pause
wounds gauzed
healing’s a sealing
essence incubating
realisations transcendent
pupils
dilate
uncoverings _______
contemplate each veil
verses to pale
accept every lifting
veins to gain
Love’s filigree e m b r a c i n g
w o r k …
___________________________
Allpoetry : Silver Placement Winner : 70 word Ekphrasis : April 26
[ interpretation of a Zanne Van Bebber Painting 2026 : Private Collection : Copyright Protection : not for Reproduction. ]
Whilst daylight fades
night shades appear
To catch the fear
dancing naked
Walk sorry eyes
I'm thinking of the abandonment of love
I cant realise
things I cant walk in the sunshine
black shadow by the bayou
such bleak realisations
REALISATIONS
matters
of the
heart
an
evolving
inspiration
togetherness
a
precious
sound
still
playing
a
well
of
awakening
in
a night
of
serendipity
hitherto
unknown
a
commonplace
of
reflective
introspection
initial
openness
in
noticeable
intent
envisioned
observed
&
displayed
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
Rivers rinse rocky riches
Rockets race revolutionary reaches
Rudeness rusts royal rewards
Righteousness reflects real ranks
Radios recreate retro refreshments
Relaxations restart revolting ranges
Roadways route routine regulations
Rational rage renders realisations
Restaurants reap ripe reviews
Readers remember robust resources.
Search, understand, make sense of the signs,
As universal energy illuminates our minds.
Sceptical at times but in essence we believe,
There's celestial truth in all that we perceive.
Recurrently pushed down rock roads
But those rocks have been placed there for us to decode.
Realisations, higher selves, awakened minds
Take those lessons focused and the light you'll find.
A man he knew himself to be,led him to wrong,
All those times he had was to calculate the expenses of personal indefinite war,
His own words got himself saddened instead of a discardable law,
Blowing wind took away his hope,
That was after a lady made him a fool he deserved not to be,
Tried to work his best out,discouragement stole his confidence to cope,
Hearing the echoe of his own strong voice in a room,he admitted the fact to be alone,
If you choose not to believe,go to his home,
It's down the road,
Storming out of realisations,time was offering him chips and honey,
But he felt caught into a living hell,
Best for him to point out his ideologies,he perceived the concept of figuring out his disgrace before a mirror,
Absolutely,he discovered he was a motivation and not dilutional.
The risen of the winter sun directed him when he afforded to follow,
And he ungripped to jealousy,accepting to lean on morrow,
Just because he was a hero,
Whose anticipations brought about a rolling billow.
Deeper than what I thought could be yielded,
My heart was broken into realisations embedded,
Hello,if perhaps you're hearing me from afar,
I won't suggest a simple dialogue for what we aspire,
Days went by just when everything questioned us of what we admire,
But it was only fixed on a smile,
That's simple to catch out the vapour from our nostrils,
Yeah,you don't even know if I'm okay on those nails,
Inside of me is streaming fluids of love bred from ails,
You're nowhere to be found,
Learning now to meet happiness nowhere underground,
Your absence is tearing my stableness down,
Help me somebody I can't explain a bit of all these rout,
Depression is letting me bow on drought,
The partner from my rib is out there at the other side,
In whom then should I burst my pride?
Maybe it will be after my spirit meet hers at the bottom line,
Her intuitions switch all of me to be kind,
And you would zealously preach of what you'll see in her mind,
After million measure of speed based on what eagles reach to find,
Under the shadow of kisses written on our dead marriage rite.
I wish to see your face drawn in the sky.
.
I'm part of your world of Strangers,
Intensively,our focus are metered,
Over the hilly regions,we keep flopping from discovery,
The discovery is about our self realisations,
"Who are you?"
I won't answer you rightly when I'm demanded of my being,
Maybe because we're humans,time can design a new key,
Come closer to me,
Want to feel your nice shown grin,
Fetch a cup of water from your fresh and standardised reen,
They feel shy to ask from the Queen,
On certain areas,...we'll soon know ourselves,
Black nation for white races...,the music brought help,
Look at me from your bossy counter,
Gracefully,I'm giving you a dose of laughter,
"Sorry...sorry,didn't know you're such hilarious",
She said to that champion,
Sensations gave birth to friedship upon soft iron,
We've got to commune as posterior,
She now know my name,
I have now identified her outside rame,
I'm no more a stranger in her lane.
Since conviction had come to solidify your sight in the midnight rain.
https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/ever-green
Deep and unyielding, replenished root
Spiritual refreshment, aside the riverbank
Resolutions for the righteous
Drink of the living water
Flowing from the throne of God
A sanctified stream
Running through, running over
Bath in the overflow
Transplanted, transformed
Radiantly renewed
Ever-green, ever-new
A ray of light of readiness therein
Renewed realisations
Reassured restoration, revitalization
Gracious refinement
Rejoice in season fruits ever-bearing
Of blessings unending
Relished in your goodness
In a reservoir of peace
Resemblance of trees
Ever strengthened, ever-green
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
The house contains
Hidden mirrored
darkness
And velvet vague
Echoes within
echoes, wanting
Desperately
To be remembered.
Eyes within eyes
I can see,
Over my shoulder
Sepia tinted
yesterdays
Of magnolia
memories,
Scented sensations
And realisations
Of far away
And long ago
And faces that
I seem to know.
Somewhere in the
distance
There is music
playing,
Such a haunting
And bittersweet
Melody
Comes dancing
Through dust laden
Hallways ,
Making lace draped
crystal
Chandeliers
Quiver in ecstasy,
This ghostly gentle
symphony
That seems
to be
A part of me.
And then I sense you
by my side,
Slipping your hands
Into mine
Together once again,
And suddenly
I realise
In sweet delight
And soft surprise,
The eyes within
the eyes I saw
Were memories
From a distant
shore,
Returning
To my heart again
To kiss my soul
And heal my pain,
My darling
Shall we dance
again?
The first rays hit me
Not of the sun but of hope
Hope begat of dreams,
Dreams begat of hope.
After the rain,the sun
Dawn signifies the end of darkness
Or so I heard.
If only wishes were horses
Oh,how I would ride
Ride into the eyes of hope
Hope trumped out of dreams.
But in all, nothingness lives
Futility in all and even in nothing.
Even babes are sure
Of the emptiness of life's fullness.
Futility of dreams.
So many live their dreams
Or so they say
So many hope of the dreams they wished they lived
Emptiness resides even in the realisation of hope
If only they knew...
Hope will I relinquish not
My dreams will I not forsake.
Call me the dreamer, Merci
Continually will I seek realisations mercy.
To the heavens I raise my plea
Casting all my worries to the deep blue sea.
Dreams bloosoms into hope
Hope at the mercy of time and chance.
Transformed into reality's open gate
Testily I plunge
Plunge into the wiles of realisation
Gradually seeped into accomplishments smugged aura
Snugly enclosed in it's warm embrace
Never to let go.
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