It lies in between two moods,
with sighs of seas, and breath of skies,
not quite green, with a little dose of blue,
a mid-dream hue, for dainty touch-ups,
to revitalise those bluesy daubs and splashes
Categories:
revitalise, color,
Form: Free verse
A long needed break
Away from the crowd,
somewhere above the cloud,
where only peace prevails,
Where I can shout aloud,
I wanna go.
Tranquillity within I require,
to blow off the burning fire ,
where no existence exists,
to censure, the task persist,
I wanna go.
A blamer always blames,
a doer always does,
a gamer plays a game,
some try to equipoise their name,
To quit, I wanna go.
On top of the hills,
where quietness is only heard,
where aversion can no longer impart,
destined not to be loved,
I wanna go.
Require a much needed long break ,
at bay from home, all alone,
where I verbalise, to the nature,
Who gives and gives but upto a certain limit,
To learn, I wanna go.
To seek strength from the umbworld,
to revitalise myself from the crux,
to harmonise my heart, mind and soul ,
to live to accomplish, to play my part of role,
to reborn ,I wanna go.
Categories:
revitalise, cry, dark, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse
DRY SUMMER
On Harcourt Hill the summer grass is parched and desiccated
All dry and flaxen neath the beating sun, its message carried
To teachers’ throats to give a thirst, a craving unabated
For College now is designated: ‘campus dry’ and arid
But when this season’s over and the sun’s becoming mellow
And classrooms echo vacantly with words select and wise
Then, temperance repealed, with soft tones as a solo cello
Some sweet and blest libations will restore, revitalise.
Categories:
revitalise, school, summer,
Form: Rhyme
In solitude you control
what you do when,
for how long, and why.
You have time-out for contemplation
to muse on, reflect on, and deeply ponder on
what is happening in your own life, in isolation.
Solitude is you alone, but its not lonely,
if you are your own best friend,
if you have too much to do to miss company,
if you know you need time away to stroll and amble,
to rebuild, re-energise and revitalise
your joie de vivre.
Solitude re-jigs, re-boots, unwinds and de-stresses.
It improves concentration, refreshes.
It boosts productivity and restores control again.
It is selfish, for self, by self for self benefit.
Solitude fosters and fertilises creativity,
allowing it to germinate, sprout and grow.
It is peaceful, and allows peace to be found in quietude.
Taking solitude in, imbibing it,
savouring its morsels, sips and crumbs,
is a soul revelling in solitary confinement.
Categories:
revitalise, solitude,
Form: Free verse
The woods welcome me, listening to the silence of nature, waiting for the raucous sound as I disturb the sleeping inhabitants, smiling as through the early mist I spy the bewildered eyes of the tree inhabitants as they hold on tightly to the swaying branches that a squall has caused. Looking down through squinted eyes I carefully place each shoe, trying not to destroy natures carpet, grass wet, with glistening morning dew, a bathroom for all insects, and a water fountain for many. Mice run hither and thither wary of the birds of prey waiting to swoop from the branches above, they are looking for not wanting to be breakfast.
pools of new morn dew
ready to revitalise ....
boosting energy
I see nature as though in a dream a palette of natural colours, blending itself so not even the drab looks dull, the many shades spells nature at its best, mesmerising me, a visual collection of art for the taking.
colours of living
autumn shades announce deaths knell ......
small shoots await spring.
Penned 18 September 2013
Categories:
revitalise, nature,
Form: Haibun
Do mental somersaults and backflips to establish a message
Invisible thoughts of madness rebuilt no blemish the wreckage
And this impression of subconscious stability holds many debts
So aggressions like monstrous in a degree to pay respects
Removing pain built partitions without the builders permission
Recreating brains dimensions now more sculptured the decisions
Verbally breaking down the encryptions of the mind
Purposelly making sounds for descriptions to the blind
Trying to humbly bend over backwards let fly not innocence captured
Supplying calmly hand when their awkwards confidence easily fractured
Instantly universalise languages throughtout cities, villages and any mountain range
Mentally solidify the dangerous so they physically make the boldest change
If I could artistically revitalise this world of woe
The colors would stay but division would go
When my brush touches canvas there'd be words such as these
When these seeds dust the planet there'll be better trees
Sha'ntez Jefferson
Categories:
revitalise, art, inspirational, life, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Sweet and charming she may be,
What you see is not meant to be.
Lovely nymph born with the gift of gab,
Emotional vampire fills the gap.
Manipulative mind behind those lovely eyes,
Entrenching her prey in her web of lies.
Loving her man as deeply as illusion permits,
Keeping her man as lonely as a hermit.
Come the day the illusion dies,
Her man's love for her revitalise.
Black Widow continued to act,
Lest her man violently react.
Tears and mucus drenched her face,
She wiped it off without a trace.
Cold and heartless are her traits,
For she reigns supreme in the straits.
Categories:
revitalise, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Can you hear me?
I am the little voice you suppressed a long time ago.
Can you feel me?
I am the dream that you left to die alone.
Can you see me?
I am the vision you once saw that you vowed to bring to life.
Can you smell me?
I am the perfume of the aspiration of your youth.
Can you taste me?
I am the flavour of your life; your very being.
Revitalise your senses
Categories:
revitalise, childhood, life, uplifting,
Form: Free verse
We build the walls ourselves,
Within their confines dwell,
In pointless isolation,
A personal prison cell.
We wrap up our potential
In barbed wire and bouquets
Of thorny Venus fly traps
And cold and empty days.
If no man is an island
Nor may live by bread alone,
Why seek self seclusion,
Sink into the twilight zone?
With a will to conquer exile,
Self aware we hold the key,
To revise and then revitalise
A life that sets us free.
Reaffirming of our being,
In humanity believe,
And refocus on the world
And on all we can achieve...
Categories:
revitalise, inspirational, life, uplifting, self,
Form: Verse
The seasons flow and summer dies
To autumn dusk and winter fall,
Cross fades to spring, revitalise
The life that moves throughout them all.
The carriage of the human shell,
Propelled through day, laid rest in night,
In seasons of the heart will dwell
The memories sealed and watertight.
Of all she did, and all she was,
And all she means and all she made,
Of her entirety because
She was the sweetest serenade.
All things must pass eventually,
The sun will rise and likewise set;
She ruled the very heart of me
And never will this heart forget.
Categories:
revitalise, death, life, love, sympathy,
Form: I do not know?