Diversity explores
both resonant and opposing positions
with nearly predative anticipation
And such perversely curious
reverse revisioning diversity deplores
with monoculturing anxiety
quietly crossed
and boldly violated boundaries
of personal
and familial
and municipal
and EarthTribal
indigenous integrity
Sacred space expands
mindfully perceived
this Business As Traumatically Usual place
too lose/lose dark
and too win/win blind
to keep faith with dimming starlight
Celestial Glitter Rivered Ways
majestic
yet ominously silent
shunned Spirits
of ancient silvered sentient bright
Yet momentary mortal time
feels reflective light received
sufficiently reassuring
mythically alluring
for transient transportive pleasure
tenderly insufficient
for full-ripened organic measure
depleting dissonant self-disenfranchising
failure to complete
integrity's potential Paradise.
Who would become so fundamentally foolish
to separate a strong dancer
from her flowing dance?
The secular singer
from his sacred song?
Mountainous storytellers
from our rivered story?
Felt humane communion
from our most nakedly divine communications?
Spirited habits
dispirited from Earth's natural habitats?
Evangelical legends
from love's integrity,
passion's timeless curiosity?
Autumn phrases as a river are being read
A man flips the page and glides his hands
He purposes a new chapter with firm eyes
And reads the river with a fresh new look
Every fold every crease is viewed by care
He steadies his course a mind of purpose
Give a quick look ahead to assist his glide
An abrupt move a change of direction
A journeyed page now concluded to anew
His story goes on down a rivered volume
Colorful edges enhance his read pieces
He furthers a read river of liked passages
Enjoying the scenery of every page shift
A river stated, a route records time entry
Eased day met of an extra Autumn book.
2019 September 22
Let me not to the married of true minds
Alter what thou love may seem to peace
As rivered lips at dawn
Shall it be less sharp as horns
Let me not shall I command
Be as thorns as it sunk
For midget goes from toes
Its all a dream to chase
Be it of fear
Shall it move like gear
Its electricity love adhere
Is all it has to cheer
Let me not to the love of one heart
Be the judge as it roams around
Raging with fire and excitement
Shall its joy, that no stone reverses
Unsayable Irresponsibility
Inside the festive bar, drinks free flowed
To swaying music, hips and lost inhibitions.
Beer and spirits rivered down the mountain,
Splitting carefree trees in need of shaking,
With queue of law hanging on their branches,
Cues, of the wrath of drinking and driving.
Some heed, most drive to someone's goat.
11/23/17
UNSAYABLE - Poetry Contest
Cherry blossom lips
harpy of my clouded life,
order mocked by hips-
lashed, ocean blue eyes knife
Elegante, my unaware amour
masters the reasons I flee
archaic heroes of tragic lore-
rue their shades transpire in me.
I wonder at an angel's grin,
enrapt, hording her laughter.
Diamonds pale, like rivered stones,
incomparable company with my love.
But a bastard in rags-eyes avert!
Beat yourself back to the sot's cruel cage!
in those oceans you're but the Boatman's shirt
never noticed, consumed by tidal rage.
Her eye's are prosecuted to
see, A darkened soul, now
lingers, into anger and rage,
against, this machined body,
that exhausts my mind, with no
way to return, It's existence,
has been, captivated and
buried, deep beneath, The
floors, of burning tar, I cry
hopelessly down, A rivered
waterfall where they seep in A
black hole wash, knowing that
her reality, of it all has become
her reaper, as she SNAPPS,
back through to the hot seat,
that roars inside her, The battle
continues to race, these walls, I
burn, in determination to
heavens gate, Ashes-to-
ashes;Dust-to-dust, I'm asking
my ALMIGHTY'S forgiveness, to
let me come home, cause
there's NO ICE-WATER here, at
HELL'S PRISON, for I am
thirsty....To love again, as
GOD'S apostle.......
The river stood like a shadow watching them
rise with the sun of passion
and the horse gallops
now fade
into a thick mound of trees
Calista turned
to swallow the wind
with a thinning hope
gathering her pearl white gown
like beads into a hand
she gaped,
a shiny water mirror
an icon of the past
reflects
a moment
where love rivered through the air
where breaths sang
when she opened like
a lotus soft as skin
and passion bloomed
where ripples shimmer
to whispers
where tears run deep
and anger waits coiled
with fear
where she felt more like his slave
than his princess.
Contestant name: Rushda Rafeek
Contest name: Reflection
I'm sitting by the river in the centre of Inverness
In a place we call the islands, beauty in capture finesse
It's late into the evening as I listen to the cold grey flow
So soothing in this tranquil setting, inside I'm all aglow
I take this time to pause and close my eyes and listen
For in my mind I picture the full moons rivered glisten
This winter coat instrumental resonates with echoing sounds
Pipistrelle bats and Starlings flock, the latter in roosting surround
Whilst in the distance canines bark in a language we can't even comprehend
The picking up of natures delights, in unlimited voiced transcend
As I sit through these melodic notes I begin to realise
That I am here to hear these sounds and every ones a prize
I'm still sitting by the river in the centre of Inverness
If you ever desire to sit beside me, please do, you'll be my guest
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/inverness.php
There was a dying breed outside
The forest.
They rose with pallor relished
And true.
Like rhythmic bramble they
Trotted through stream,
Mares and lovers gave way.
Rivered with Rilke,
A new day came to pass.
The ferrets of the un-furrowed brow
Gave brilliance to our every breathe.
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