Trees are still different
in form and detail,
arboreal identity may occasionally
float like a falling seed
into recollection; a mismatch between
a willow and a redwood for instance -
nevertheless,
trees no longer stand, rooted
in specialness just oneness.
I drove through a river of cars,
my mind shearing away
from citing models and make.
Inside the cars and trucks were faces;
again thought refused to cling
to these passing things
but left all such
pass-by
in a slipstream of anonymity.
The world of the named
has exhausted itself,
it is now emptying out.
The seen washes itself
in a boundless rivering.
Mind looks through faces, trees,
and all the traffic of life
as if newborn.
Clouds in a turning sky
know not what to call themselves
or even what they turn within.
You're a beauty
A sexy something and quite a cutie
Baby you know you're my sunshine
Even in the shade
You make my good times
I'm squared away
My elation this election
My selection
Endowed conversations cream
And nectar satisfaction
I write this song for you
Clearly my future sparkles
As a tinsel town jingle
Gentle generally gentler
Sing for me, symphony sin for me
I am enthusiastic in fact you're fantastic
I measure my day with heaping spoons
Of your specialness we deserve a parade
You are the same as I remember
Oh I forgot, it was just yesterday.
Or the day before
Please pour more I'm overdosing.
So sing to me
Symphony orchestra play play.
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Those sensational chords of yours
You are the scent of me symphony
Orchestra play play play
I am absorbed
Exhausted, I applaud
Expect days
With brightness and love poems
Expect these days of love like
When the sun shines forever
Expect a day of night when
The moon beams the brightest
Day of common madness flowers
Flood
Hearts with electrifying gladness
With daydreams of lovers
Specialness and lovestruck
Days of alluring ways
Never met my Nana...
She died before my birth
Always wished to meet her,
And all that she was worth.
The most beautiful woman
I’ve ever viewed in snaps,
Undeniably strong and for so long
Through the worst mishaps
I believe she knew I’d be here
Though we had never met,
I see it in her eyes
The specialness she kept.
Stolen from her mother
Just like her mothers’ past,
Sadness overwhelms me
Photographed to last.
With love she had her children
Though Aboriginals were prey,
One day it came and with no shame…
Took her girls away.
Perhaps I would had known her
If her life not been that hard,
The strongest for the longest
Though heart remained so scarred.
Intelligent she was
With languages diverse,
Did not stop the evil acts
Stemmed from white mans’ curse.
With fire she fought for humankind
Against the cruel and mean,
Shedding tears from missing years
My Nana, My Blood, My Queen.
Nowhere in the whole wide world,
Is there anyone just like you.
No one touches other's lives,
The same way that you do.
No one does things like you do,
Has that certain flare.
No one has your specialness,
Has that certain aire.
When something doesn't turn out right,
And you feel out of step,
When others tend to put you down,
And make you feel inept,
Think on the talents that you have;
The things that you do well.
Where we could find another you,
No tongue on earth could tell.
M-y
E-xpression
L-ets
I-ts
S-weetness
S-imply
A-maze
R-eader
A-dvancing
M-essage
O-f
S-pecialness
Topic: Birthday of Melissa B. Ramos (January 17)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
How many ways should I express the beauty I see
before me?
What an eyeful you are?
You are one most beautiful
Your pleasing figure, an hour glass
Observe the nude plans
The dark plenty hair everywhere
Of specialness and flowing
Eyes of dreams bright starry
And knowing
You appeal to me in all these ways
And growing.
Planets set a blaze for the great star,
The sun is mourning.
The day is gently dying at dusk.
Dutifully darkening us.
Morning dawn figure on.
And might of light is strong
My pleasures are MAXIMUM COMPLEXITIES
Aligned with LOVING INFECTION
Positive affliction
Bathing in the light of life
I am most GRATEFUL
SAD LOVE
Lacks trustworthiness
Lacks successfulness
Lacks ambitiousness
Lacks cheerfulness
Lacks truthfulness
Lacks specialness
Lacks sweetness
Lacks brightness
Lacks happiness
Lacks greatness
Lacks goodness
Lacks kindness
Lacks fairness
PoeticMonwa
Eyes that Speaks
Her charming eyes lightens my soul,
It drives me into joy,
It fills me with passion,
It ends my fatigueness,
They have a calming truth.
That soothes an angry spirit or broken heart.
Her eyes hold the Truth, they speak.
It takes us over hill and valleys,
When my times get rough and unbearable,
I know it with faith,
I can make it when I look into Her eyes.
Her eyes I love and will love.
That specialness beholds in her eyes,
I know she loves me when I look into Her eyes.
milk and honey sincerity
the procurement of a proper smile
many lifetimes in the making
the realization of promise made long ago
four walls listened
rain remnants glistened
blues sitting solid still
iridescence achieved
incandescent snowflake happiness
effervescent blissfulness achieved
the joy of spectacular specialness rehabilitating to calmness
Prayers Answered In God's Time....
The angle at which she sits
creates a need for her to be close
in order to achieve the fulfillment
of Maslow's hierarchy of needs.
He loves the equation of their mutual celebration,
she rides effortlessly using no hands.
Her lips induce submission
He became a follower of her stroke
Recognizing Picasso in her movement
Every up an improvement
Every down his amusement.
Begged and pleaded
mercy unforgiving.
She warned without him listening.
Falling victim.
She has a touch that seeps
downs one spine causing
hips to grind uncontrollably
in public places.
Embarrassment written
on his face
reminiscing about her
specialness
Bumbling along from flower to flower
Not sure what they do hour after hour?
Well, let me tell you where we'd be if they were to go
Four years at most and we're likely to follow.
A water melon made tasty by its hundreds of seeds
Every last one pollinated as one of the bees deeds.
Cantaloupes and strawberries, peaches and apples
Their specialness gone, despite your taste bud's grapples.
Cucumbers and squash, tomatoes, peppers and peas
They'd all lose their character without our lovely bees.
"We'll I don't like vegetables" I can hear some of you say
But those Cows, pigs, and chickens need grass or hay!
The one safe thing surely, are the clothes on your back?
Well, with no precious cotton you may just have a sack.
Can we be all British and have a cup of tea
Not if we say goodbye to our humble bee!
Our fragile world, about so little we know
Oh, our bumbling friends, bees don't go!
Your love is so crippling
Every minute sniffling
From the germs crawling around
Inflicting me till I am down
And so weak I can't get through
One lonely day without you
Attacking me with looks and touches
Needing you almost as much as
We need air to breathe and live
There is nothing I won't give
Showing how you saved me from
The person that I would become
If fate didn't push me near
Your specialness to ease my fear
That I was destined to be
Alone and filled with misery
But your love germs put a stop
Allowing all my fears to pop
Disappearing in a flash
Helping my walls fall and crash
That blocked my hearts happy view
Now it's clear since I found you
There are moments
I wish could be frozen
In time
Like a pool we could dive in to
At will
Swim about in their specialness
Immerse ourselves again
In the aura
Then emerge fresh
Knowing they were always there
For reference
Believe in your heart that
something wonderful is about to happen.
Love your life.
Believe in your own mighty powers,
and your own potential,
and in your own innate goodness.
Wake every morning
with the awe of just being alive.
Discover each day the magnificent,
awesome beauty in the world.
Explore and embrace life in yourself
and in everyone you come across each day.
Reach within to find your own specialness.
Amaze yourself and those around you
to the potential of each new day.
Don't be afraid to admit
that you are less than perfect;
this is the essence of your humanity.
Let those who love you try to help you.
Trust enough to be able to take.
Look with hope to the horizon of today,
for today is all we know we truly have.
Live this day well.
Let a little sun out as well as in.
Create your own creative rainbows.
Be open to all your possibilities;
all possibilities and most of all Miracles.
Always believe in Miracles.
For it is Miracles that change our life forever
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