Calm down.
It's steady as she goes.
Shadows flutter in the curtains of the open windows of my heart.
Fall days crisp the edges of lips in incomplete connections.
Feelings play together with a butterfly in the panic room.
Clouds pass.
My heart races from phantom fears.
Sighs cherish light years of youth that is on the edge of these streets.
Fall down.
I move too fast.
The way I miss you is on the flutter of angels wings.
Just an undreamt state of mind.
The way we are stuck in moments of time.
Haunting the various passerbys.
Stuck in these dreams where you come back to me.
Sitting on the edge of sunsets summers fade, fall embrace.
You were my one wish, an arcade cocktail of hymnals that we cannot preach.
Find me where we let go.
Moments in spaces I cannot yet speak.
Homesteads echo, on the sunlight, and farewells.
Come down.
Because I can't forget.
Shadows, how they fall
In distances, from the walls
And the citadels, that they had built for all of us.
And from our ancestors to our ash
None of this will to will, will last
As we again do cast, shadows to the north of I, and shadows to the south, of some lost and lonely self,
Lost in straw; and imagining,
At what made shadows and what will Gods, and what the demons that will wait to pounce upon the fools, at the gate.
And loss to lost, and the record of our loss will fall to shadows
Distant and receding
To shores undreamt and conceding
To the dreamers of the dream, (in) dreaming.
And now by the light of some other dawn, come the shadows standing tall,
Like watcher's watching all of us,
From some n'other wall that towers over and above some other huddled, muddled mass
All lost in straw, with fevered dreams and muttered prayers;
Lost to time and lost to cares
Then forgot, and gotten caught in shadows grasp.
And shadow grasps at straw;
And shadow grasps,
Without no bones to gnaw upon
No bones to pray what for
Nor make much more
Than what it was we had to made before, remembering
The divide in us.
Those who would rid our schools curriculum
Of Kipling n' Tennyson,
Are damned and stupid thieves
Robbing theirselves and their charges
Of, the poetry and history, that
History does contain.
And with it goes, the wisdom of ages
Beyond reason,
Undreamt of, in a present devoid
Of,
Curiosity and understanding.
initial
predilections
mysterious
renewals
emphasised
at a stroke
immediate
paths
undreamt
with
tension
&
artistic
emotion
hidden
then
exposed
recapitulated
&
symbolized
intuitively
celebrated
inner
sounds
graphic
& visual
Dragons, fearless and bold/
Creatures of legend/
The perfection of fearlessness/
High and mighty/
Their eyes piercing and cold/
Breaths of fire, tales of power told/
Soaring to heights undreamt by man/
The most powerful in existence, they reign/
It was awe inspiring/
When Satan transformed into a Dragon/
His true form adorned/
Majestic and fierce/
Kings of the skies/
With scales of armor/
And wings that rise/
They are the true rulers/
The beings of lore/
In their presence/
I love them even more/
Hazy Horizon
David J Walker
The terrible annual winds
That condemns
The lusty Prairie Floor
On a gusty Spring Day
In a dusty Remembrance
Of Youth
And what might be left of a Truth
We once prayed for
And what is left is all the more
The Hope of a Hazy Horizon
Sail the Unkept Sea
Of secrets unforeseen
Dream of dreams undreamt
Of failed obtuse lament
And childish sentiment
That were but are no more
The Hope of a Hazy Horizon
dream about the undreamt
because the rest is done
beyond your concern
Locked behind the doors of my heart,
good wishes sleep unsaid
Whose key I’ve lost and yet to find
…this lonely empty bed
With dreams undreamt and vacant nights,
the hours linger on
All hopes and tidings unfulfilled
—and feelings all but gone
(Warsaw: March, 2022)
Soulfully pray
And you won’t go astray:
With your bent knees’ offer of luminous ray
You always shall see as to not end up Satan’s prey
Nor the sought dish on his demons’ tray
With soulful prayers you sniff a lurking fray
That could badly discolour a day
And make a man like an ass bray,
All the way
Us readying for an undreamt-of sick bay
Or a hospital’s bill we can’t pay...
So, with soulful prayers
You ‘ve started voicing your nay
To all barriers,
All of them ordering to get cut of your way!
S Saturn whirls, twirls, in centrifugal dance
A Around in cosmic ecstasy
T Twirling, turning she’ll entrance.
U Undreamt fantasies woven in her
R Rings, play out in 4/4 cosmic rhythm in
N Notes of click-clanking, tinkly, icy drums.
5-28-2021
Planet Poetry Contest
Matt Caliri
follow paths
undreamt
a glance
an understanding
of the
sensual
in time&
distance
intuitively
capturing
the inner sound
of
autonomous
abstractions
on the threshold
of innocence
astringent&
spiritual
encoded
linear
idiosyncratic
allegory in ambiguity
follow paths
undreamt
a glance
an understanding
of
the
sensual
in time
&
distance
intuitively
capturing
inner sound
of
autonomous
abtractions
on the threshold
of
innocence
astringent
& spiritual
encoded
linear
idiosyncratic
allegory
in
ambiguity
Promises I made on life’s pathway I haven’t kept yet,
they blow like dusts of crumbling dusk.
I tell spent sun, stop awhile to sink, wait,
don’t close the sail on sky to set until I finish my task.
Marooned memories lost in ashen lane of ebon night,
lie stranded in the bleak abyss unknown.
For pledged me I will invent new sunlight
to see the undreamt dream designed on dark horizon.
Posted : September 7, 2019
June 15, 2020
Contest : Brian's Select H
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Long-time neglect morphs into degradation
A sad sight of a deserted dwelling; a burning eyesore
Tantamount to sown seeds of dreams forgetting to sprout
Unharvested fruits withering on the vine
Undreamt dreams rusting like wet metal
A sanctuary with no one seeking refuge there
A garden without a gardener to tend it; growing weeds,
all the planted seeds staying buried in the soil
Free Verse Or Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper (Winner: 2nd Place)
Date written and submitted: 09/04/2019
Photo used: 3
An unwatered seed is simply a dream undreamt
Quench the seed's thirst, and a dream will sprout
Water the soil, lest your dream rots in the dirt
An unwatered seed is simply a dream undreamt
Turn on the garden hose and let the water spurt
Plant and feed your goals, never leave em' in doubt
An unwatered seed is simply a dream undreamt
Quench the seed's thirst, and a dream will sprout
Submitted for...
Strand Select H, Any Theme, Any Form Poetry Contest (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 02/09/2020
Date written and posted: 06/23/2018
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