The timing of the Universe.
Not entirely worth a wait,
for we were made with urgency and lack the patience.
The whisper of night -
present for the encouragement of unforeseen circumstances, rested upon bad decisions.
Souls speak too.
Bodies speak upon love languages left for the mind to unpack.
Highly effective, effortlessly.
We are surrounded by nature's way of convincing us of a greater being.
Pain stays aside happiness, all balanced to keep one above water -
nothing stays stagnant.
For as long as you live,
experiences give way to explorations ~
external confirmations of the world as our oyster.
15 December 2022
'What I believe' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Angela Tune
Categories:
timeous, adventure, blessing, feelings, imagination,
Form: Free verse
universal light
inexplicably timeous
wish to fruition
Granted - a journey to pass ~
the eighteenth of December
05 December 2022
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
Categories:
timeous, career, celebration, change, freedom,
Form: Tanka
Come and see around the world
How nature is embellished with unity
How it enshroud from us its nudity
Their true aberration furled
But don't you see them cling thro' arduosness?
Look at the sky: clouds flock against the blustering wind
With mountains, they kiss with kind
But behind their scenic smiles is forlonnness
And the scrambling trees of the forest?
Everyone contending its dear space
But don't they bulwark just in case-
The wind extortion deprives them of rest?
Same to the beautiful gliding birds
The forcible winds halt their forward motion
But out of this they'll sing songs of emotion
And from their melodies we methodise our words
The earth is severely scoured by roaring rains
Its layers consumed by the hungry streams
But still it stockpile meals to the brims
And with crambling terra t'still carries cranes
Again sea surfs blub for discrete land
As the sun mourn against her daily rob of sleep
The sky cleave to its timeous rains with no slip
All these are nature; sad but we'll little understand
Categories:
timeous, nature, smile, universe,
Form: Rhyme
Love, Mania, and Verse
The pendulum swings,
while the mania in my head,
strips me bare and yanks me,
into the cauldron of love.
Once again,
never divining the tea leaves,
knowing, always knowing,
the gnawing knots of unease,
that curl into a fist.
My isolation is a shield,
a suit of armour,
tightly clad around my self,
once worn,
then discarded,
taking its place,
on my barren shelf.
Love, mania and verse,
coalesce, beseeching me,
with timeous forewarning,
not to tread into the quicksand,
that slippery bog of promise.
Yet,
in times past,
in moments present,
tis' that very promise,
that I cling to.
At times I lose,
myself in the crowd,
rebelling in the solitude found there,
at times I claw,
my way back to the now,
aching for the pain that stings,
the buried voice that sings,
dirges to forgotten emotions,
scribbled verse that flings,
the toys out of my cot,
while I wait,
for the mania to stop,
knowing,
always knowing,
that it shall be,
merely a matter of time,
before the other shoe,
must, as always,
drop.
Categories:
timeous, angst, girlfriend, home, hope,
Form: I do not know?
Tell me the secrets to your life, bushman
Show me how to befriend the garish land
Guide me through nature’s surviving devotion
Teach me with dry eye that knows no ocean
Lead me to hope in battlefields dead
Limit the sweat drops that stroke my forehead
Grace the cracked crevice of yesterday
Turn them 'to valleys of knowledge at play
Whisper to me the ancestral dream
Wet each subtle contoured stream
that smooth the plains of a timeous kingdom
Nestle me against the bosom of freedom
Forgive ignorance raised from infancy
Respectfully remind me of bliss and harmony
Make everything new, as it once was
Shelter my prayers in shallow graves past
Mark them with nourished droughts of fortune
Symbolised by strength and wisdom in unison
Synchronise peace through roots of your heart
Celebrate remembrance through sticklers of art
Let blood warmth that course through your veins
Recycle this savage ‘til the end of days
Navigate me to heaven hidden in the stars
Simmetrically ripen my thought battlescars
Understand and bleed into me as if earth
Entwine and bear with me, oh ethnic since birth
Categories:
timeous, history, life, nature, people,
Form: Couplet