Old Abandoned, Rundown House
We can still see home to this day,
Which will eventually pass away;
Finally would fade into past at last,
While we stood there all aghast.
With seasons house blended in;
Trees lost leaves appearing thin;
All you could see was brown bark;
Landing on had been a lonely lark.
Song was with sadness and dismay;
For a while was were he would stay;
When we would look every where
Poor bird no longer had been there.
Weather was really crisp and cold;
Ice and snow had formed a mold;
Which could be seen in a sheet
That I had found under my feet.?
Complete silence was the only thing
There when bird left while on wing
This is time we suggest will be best
To have gone on another quest.
Categories:
suggest, allegory, analogy,
Form: Ballad
EVERY DAY,
IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY.
MORE BEAUTIFUL...
THAN THE DAY BEFORE.
EVERY NEW DAY,
IS A BEAUTIFUL THOUGHT.
WHEN WE EXCEED...
WHAT WE HAVE BEEN TAUGHT.
CREATING THE DAY,
STARTS FROM WITHIN.
WHEN WE CLEAR OUR MIND
BEFORE WE BEGIN.
ELIMINATION OF STRAIN...
RELEASING THE STRESS.
IS THE ELEVATION
OF CONSCIOUSNESS.
ARE WE AWARE,
OF WHERE WE ARE GOING.
IS OUR IMAGINATION
SHRINKING OR GROWING.
UNDERSTANDING,
ALL THAT WE ARE.
HELPS ON OUR JOURNEY
SO WE CAN GO FAR.
YESTERDAY'S GONE
THE QUESTION WAS HOW.
DREAMS ARE THE FUTURE
THOUGHTS ARE RIGHT NOW
THE GREAT AWAKENING
STARTS IN OUR HEAD.
WHEN WE CLEAR THE MIND
BEFORE WE GET OUT OF BED.
Michael E. Harris
08302021
Categories:
suggest, future, identity, inspirational, nature,
Form: Free verse
Shall Suggest Civil Unrest
What I wanted to do was suggest,
My favorite subject is civil unrest;
Write about,
With no doubt,
That always will have been best.
Jim Horn
Categories:
suggest, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Suggest and Give a Tip
Should suggest then give a tip,
To my Lou we both love to skip,
And small meal,
Banana with peel;
On a wet sidewalk we would slip.
Jim Horn
Categories:
suggest, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Those cycles and patterns
are woven, entwined
All that could happen
is sown into time.
I've just tripped through a door
Where the myths rise and fall
In the shadows we'll crawl
....As we dance on the floor like before.
When the world was in darkness
The stars were a carpet
And the light...It came from within.
Well I made a new friend
and you stayed til the end
And we watched as the fires raged out
....Yes, we watched as your live's played out.
So it's all down to me
to set you all free
And tell you to go off and have fun
....You'll all come back home when it's done.
When the world was in darkness
The stars were a carpet
And the light....It comes from within.
Like trees share the same branch
we each weave our own path
That leads to the same place
....They all reach for the start like before.
Those cycles and patterns
are woven, entwined
All that could happen
is sown into time.
Now the world's lost it's darkness
The stars they all marveled
As the light it shone from within
....Now the light it shone from within.....
Categories:
suggest, song,
Form: Lyric
#17
gray matter present
picture the hair on my head -
does that mean "I am?"
#18
"look!" old man reflects
"more cracks than I care to count -
how God's light gets in?"
#19
mirror shows oldster
more cracks than he cares to count -
how the light gets in?
#20
I have no answer -
do memories define me
or God's perception?
#21
fishing bob jiggles
hook plumbing the depths with bait -
men watch girls walking
Long Tooth
March 6, 2017
Categories:
suggest, mystery, philosophy,
Form: Haiku
What should wife suggest
Which would be better then best;
Put my mind at rest.
Jim Horn
Categories:
suggest, allegory,
Form: Haiku
A faction now arising from duress,
the neighboring of consequence, the stress
does use my chastised virtue for its test,
the evil corresponding to incest!
That carnal mind, its hazing for conquest
does grab its effort's minding from its sex
and spiritual unwinding ~ faith so blest
is broken to confining God's inquest!
Identifies creation with recess
and Oneness with the Father begs redress
while virtue in its numbness seeks impress,
personifies indifference to aggress!
Oh, of this whirling entity confess
my weakness in His calling to access,
surrounded by fool's pillage so abreast,
I nurture my own failings, fearing lest!
And of one bonding, His could so address
soul's crying for redemption, this excess
of man's diluting priming of his nest
to wile away truth's toiling, its invest ~
does steal eternal Holies . . . by suggest!
Categories:
suggest, confusion, family, children, introspection,
Form: Rhyme