I surrender to
the smell of the ocean
from far away lands
Gracious evermore
Elegantly the one I adore
Never-ending love and good works
Tranquility and happiness has its precious perks
Lovely to be unlamentable
You don’t judge me and call me unstable — I’m unbreakable
Yesterday is gone and a sunset all along; tomorrow is coming before the break of dawn
Empath vibes completely
And endure the endearingless anxiousness inside me
Rage is a river and remnants leave me
Numb from head to knee
I see the sunshine behind the moon tonight
No one notices me as I make progress in the process of wondrous serenity’s shimmering sensations
Go, just go and don’t just stay there with mighty fake delight
- drenched in devastations and never, ever detest the frustrations of passionate havens
Sweet sorrow sheds upon me
Under the bridge, we are hopefully
Rowing the boat of benevolence
Ricocheting in the fields of deliverance
Epiphanies flood my soul’s song
Note this — I love to sincerely belong
Dreaming of you oh so true
Etched in the ocean breeze
Roses and thorns of eerie rue
I merely went across the shore
No, not once did I look back
Glow and grow and blow away the grief; receiving relief and getting back on track
The
reaper
comes to all.
No heart has he,
for he steals away
not only the old and
infirm, but also the young,
icily gripping them in their
trepidation when he’s in their sight
though some he takes as they sleep through the night.
If he should appear when you are conscious,
you should not fight against him, for if
your time to meet him is fated,
your prayers will go unheard.
Surrender to the cold
embrace of Death. He
shall carry you
to the warmth
of God’s
light.
When pain hits me at first I've always ran,
I would replace my thoughts in order to heal again,
Until I'm brave enough to face it, mourn it, and cry,
Sometimes it only comes out a little at a time,
Sometimes to my surprise later I feel nothing at all,
Because my perspective had changed and I accepted it's song,
Reasoning and surrender became my friend,
While understanding it's God's will until the very end,
Why did you let go of someone you love,
They ask with such concern.
"But how can I hold onto someone,
Who no longer wants to return?"
Why didn't you fight when they ghosted,
Why not go and find them too?
"But why should I try to catch someone,
Who wants to stay away from my view?"
Why didn't you cry when you were hurt,
Don't you think that you should let it out?
"How can I cry and then feel alive,
When I know it will only bring me doubt?"
Why are you so quiet after all that happened,
Don't you want to speak your mind?
" How can I be heard after hiding,
Behind walls that took so long to unwind?"
(NOTE: It's not about giving up or losing the fight,
It's not about being weak or numb.
It's about letting go and moving on,
From what binds us to what makes us run.
It's time to start anew.
You've found yourself, it's true.)
Must summer leave so soon, I bemoan.
So briefly she seemed to last this year.
Golden days gone, merely moments flown.
With no warning, Autumn nudges near.
Yes, I'll miss her bountiful blossoms
perfume pretending as balmy breeze.
Baby blue skies, sunsets' fevered flames,
gentle whispers among dappled leaves.
I know Autumn has her own blessings:
leaves of amber, gold, and ruby red.
Yet, they soon spill, leaving lonely limbs,
and we'll know winter is just ahead.
I've never longed for Winter's weather,
Just jasmine skies and a sunshine day,
raindrop music on wistful willows.
Ah, lovely Summer, why can't you stay?
August 28, 2022
quatrain abcb
The tiger ambush is to flow not of fear,
surrendering is a strategy it’s better than getting defeated and morally falling down for ever by surrendering you are making to surprise your counterpart and consuming time to draw a plan to win him by keeping the ball in his own courts.
Oh,here surrendering my enemy abandoning all his plans in process passing the ball into my court to play the game to win as per my plans and processes to celebrate my victory against my enemy.
Putting up the white flag,
laying down my gun
Turning my back on fantasy,
projects left undone
Unlike other enemies,
she’s neither front nor back
But lives where only she can go,
where color turns to black
Her voice becomes a mimic,
ventriloquist of my soul
As words come uninvited,
their letters rhyming whole
Resistance now is futile,
my nights pass sleep deprived
Mercy vacant, her voice my own
—all victory denied
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)
All passion enslaved to Aphrodite,
her chains beyond silver or gold
Where time will forever surrender,
to love—never purchased or sold
(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2020)
Colorful are the skies
lost in their dyes,
Cold are the stones
displaying their tones…
Captive their surrender
of hearts in their tender,
Aromas in distribution
solitudes of seclusion…
Nights in their mourning
frosts are aborning,
Stranded in their storms
as the weather conforms…
Autumn in its yawning,
for a new day is dawning.
Oct.23.2019
OCTOBER SUN
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
N/A for contest
Went over the Max lines of 12
Yielding humbly
Dear God, I need Your gracious moulding...
Acknowledging my sins with repentance
My soul seeks for Your forgiveness.
Lord, with Your grace at work
Tremendously triumphant
I surrender to Your control
Please get hold of my stubborn will
As You direct my steps by Your light.
With Your peace toward service-trek
My spirit You enrich with wisdom’s endowment
For me to choose Your path against deceit
Oh, Saviour...
Keep me following You.
Midst weariness
I ask for Your power, my Master
While my heart submits
To Your compassionate leadership
In ministering along kingdom advancement.
Victoriously, I keep on
Pressing toward grateful praise
Blissful to meet You
My Christ and King
For sweet fellowship*.
*1John 1:3 …Truly our fellowship is with the Father, and with his Son Jesus Christ.
June 8, 2019
Edited on July 24, 2022
Oh, shattered and broken
after my husband's accidental death!
My life was darkness and tears,
I was in a pit of pain with high walls,
and no hope-
I lost my job and was collecting- welfare
humiliated- I moved back home.
He died way too soon
after the babies death!
I wanted to be strong. I
looked deep into my soul, and found nothing-
even wished to end my life-
to break free of the imprisonment.
I wanted to cast off the cloak of death!
Oh, just to end the captivity!
And I dreamt of the sea, that blue
chasm, always struggling, never surrendering
seeking its path. And I listened and
found deep inside of me a little bird
singing. And she was growing
stronger. Her song
mighty, full of hope and courage.
Then, one day she broke free!
A broken wing-
did not hold her back
and she just flew and flew-
_________________________
April 19, 2017
Free Verse/Struggling, Never Surrendering
Copyright Protected, ID 893842
Broken Wing
Frank Herrera
These incredible moments spent
with sensual Laura go very slow,
they are generously god-sent;
she has such a passionate glow!
O remote moon with a timid shine,
adorn our night with more brilliance;
let your light be wide and sublime,
let her skin sparkle with radiance!
Shouldn't I surrender to her fervid wish,
inflame her with my touch of artful lover
and let her taste kisses without any rush:
exciting are the dreams of bright color!
Has another man given her everything...
that ecstatic joy to fill her with longing?
Written on 8/9/2016
Surrendering control
Willful ignorance is not bliss, but a coward’s way of surrendering control.
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