I came not to compose, but speak with thee,
where silence kept what speech could not command;
thy listening entered into mine, and we
became one utterance no tongue had planned.
No ornament I sought, nor garnered phrase,
but waited where thy meaning touched my own;
and what passed wordlessly between our gaze
made music of the silence we had known.
Then thought, relinquishing its sovereign throne,
stood bare before thee, neither shielded nor
adorned; and from that unpossessive zone
there rose a cadence neither thine nor mine—
our silence, finding form, became the line.
.
mine speak's
flesh
softly
rest
.
mhmm
'tiz where mine
spillz 'pon slip
and
all thuh rest
wow'n mine
Yahweh's Bucolic
yet hern pretty
insists
'we trek that'
9hundred foot
hill
and mine duze
And back
such thuh wet
such thuh rise
such thuh spill'd
.
what happenz in
vegas
stayz twixt
mine'd
'
'tiz up
'fore mine
think
.
'tiz mine think's
speak
‘Twixt Christmas Eve and New Year
A time to reflect or regret
We ate and drank too much methinks
when family and friends we met
We remember loved ones no longer here
Fast approaching the end of another year
As the clock begins to strike
On the very dot of midnight
We are praying Covid 19 goes away
And stepping out to breathe
the freshest cleanest air
For years we took for granted you and me
And longing once again to be mask free
Life ne’er can be the same
since COVID 19 came
Are you and I the ones
to really take the blame
Or was the sign from up above
to show Mother Earth more love
For to care ~ not to destroy
appreciate ~ and to enjoy
Our Mother Earth for all that she is worth...
Written 30th December 2021
Contest CORONAVIRUS (COVID 19)
Sponsor Robert James Liquori
Contest A STRAND (1062)
Sponsor Brian Strand
N/A
In our hearts of hearts
Seldom does the mind thinks
Grandeur particulates healing for ourselves
Materialistic beliefs placed in spiritual sheets
Cover me, console me in my anguish and grief
Must I ask up in my chest for kindness?
Must I look with my mouth spurn out my eyes?
Visions of helpless not why must I hold on too
Those physical visual cues
Must I hold to have acceptable life and health?
Or shall I just rely on in God we trust;
I’m just a seed-bearing break of a plant,
Whist in this vast universe I’m just a bantam chink
tween rocks, stone and matter
Just a physical substance in general, as distinct
from mind and spirit calls
I’m liken a still life flower chink twixt the wall
2/29/20
For Flower in the Crannied Wall Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: craig cornish
Twixt Alpha And Omega
By: Tom Wright
3/17/2006
Between our beginning and death,
Lies a happening strip, life, so dubbed.
Its distance abridged by each breath,
Until God, declares, mission scrubbed.
"Nyx Twixt"
Blown
A long kiss,
he’s so Marshmallow
pretending to be
Peanut Brittle
She’s not interested
in small minds revelling
in a life less lived
Little
So she’ll toast him
by the fire that
burns inside his
vengeful heart, the town crier
Hell skips rope
to her tune
she sends him
the "Pass Go" card
Monopoly rides his
Funeral Pyre
Nyx twixt
Heaven N Hell
Baby’s on Fire
Striding over road kill
(Lady Labyrinth/ 2019)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nItuhuY1U04
Eno.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzFsDQeTUT4
Fripp.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nyx
‘Twixt God and Us
Written: by Tom Wright
10-3-2016
The path that God assigns at birth,
Will never be a journey that’s unbent.
Each milestone helps assess our worth,
Even His will, we oft try to circumvent.
If ever we’re found outside His will,
God has compassion just the same.
When feeling alone and facing some hill,
He’ll be ready for our soul to reclaim.
Each life is uncertain due to change,
And bad decisions will surely come.
Events happen that we can’t arrange,
And only God can see the outcome.
LOVE UNIVERSAL TWIXT MAN WOMAN MOON AND SUN
In all the world, never has been one more beautiful than you, dear;
The vastness of this universe never has been ever so surreal;
Passions bottoms out like the the moon rise at night;
Even the sun on the other side luminates right;
2/9/19
HOW COMES RHYME, A VERSE IN TIME
WHAT CAUSE A POET SEES
JUST FOR HIM A TOKEN HYMN
THERE'S SOMEONE HE MUST PLEASE
IT COUNTS FOR NOUGHT BUT POEMS OUGHT
TRANSCEND AND BE FOR GOOD
PERHAPS INQUIRE FOR WHOM A CHOIR
SINGS OR IF IT SHOULD
THE POET STILL CONTROLS A WILL
THOUGH IT BE NON OR SENSE
FOR POETS KNOW TWIXT YES AND NO
DWELLS ALL THE DIFFERENCE
M-any a slip twixt cup and lip
I-n life day and night;
N-ot all are easy peasy,
D-espite setting things
A-right.
M-any a slip twixt cup and lip,
O-nce you start a venture;
R-ugged weather might happen,
A-s you dream of a bright future.
D-on't stop when things go wrong,
O-n August third Thursday trip;
S-imply accept that life is hard, many a slip twixt cup and lip.
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