Petals falling
from unseeded bud
opened by a midnight sun
sparkling it to love
then vanishing
to return on its course
in candle lights
stolen star to star
unmindful
of ice pellets
tearing at the calyx
teardrops
frozen in the throat
lacerating heart
throbbing to harden
like winter in silence.
February weeps
meet a new face
lights start dancing
in the eyes
glances caressing
two hearts
whispering to each other
sweetness
crushed grape
turns to wine
tinting two goblets
crimson!
Eternal seed
buds new life
flame of God's
everlasting light
running through veins
of two hearts
saying to each other: Yes
I love you
Categories:
unseeded, love,
Form: Free verse
Take me
to Hell
Take me
to Heaven
Bless me
with kindness
Curse me
as leavened
Angel within
me
Devil
in waiting
Salvation
unseeded
Damnation
— equating
(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
Categories:
unseeded, war,
Form: Rhyme
The football is good, sir keir is in.' The sun is out
Maybe some cheer is needed? So that tells
Me the clouds might stay unseeded? Soon the euro
Luvvies will be waxing, their hulls to sail the sea and
Show us the gulls'
There'll be promise and rhetoric and commonality.' Sounds
Rather like 'common-wealth?' Yet in market parlance.' Thats
( The hook ) you're not to see.! Around.) It'll be all about care
Of many people see!! While wars are raging and plauges
Are sleeping..' Kept in test tubes awaiting injection.? Creeping.!.On
In some form? Once they get direction 'they'll be good'
For your gout..And aching back improve libido.?
Oh such invention.' Are
You all still upon track.? You come out at six to make great noise.!!
With pots and sticks' chase those evil spirits away..Like good girls and boys.' You' ll all be such bricks. (May it all sink in!)
Categories:
unseeded, education, endurance,
Form: Free verse
A nation dies
when its ideas become slogans
nothing is deeply planted
or cultivated
just notions to be scattered around
as exposed hayseeds
that fly directionless.
When a state is oppressed
the collective impulse
is to oppress another country.
Wars are never fought
over an ideal.
In the staggered march of time
dead men become
the enemy.
Minds die
they become buried in the deaf flesh,
become as thin as the bones
of extinct songbirds.
The dead consider themselves
the finest examples of a new reality,
an existence that is the loudest shout
in the widest open mouth.
Dead letters, dead opinions,
dead ends
travel in circles together
until the land forgets its roots
becomes a basement for the sky
a place that is ingrown
like a toenail
pushed into the white tissue
of all such unkept deathbeds.
Categories:
unseeded, poetry,
Form: Free verse
That's one thing about Media Hype:
A help to the The Low - Rated Type,
An unseeded challenger ripe
For a show down with Champion Tripe,
Who'd him not spare blows like a snipe,
On yielding flesh taking a swipe,
Blood permitting rush from slit pipe;
On challenger's body Christ's Stripe...
Many rimes Hypes have struck sad blows,
Blood on River Nile as it flows
Several times brought in stark pestle
For some chap to with it wrestle...
Face of one denied Media Hype
A parade of lines that could gripe
Categories:
unseeded, analogy, beauty, clothes, creation,
Form: Rhyme
A sailboat floats without a sail.
It’s like a shovel minus pail
Or else a hammer sans a nail,
One half of what is needed.
A tennis court without a net,
An error made with no regret;
A workout lacking any sweat,
A rye bread that’s unseeded.
A birthday passing with no cake,
A pile of leaves without a rake.
In every case, a true mistake
If no one interceded.
Categories:
unseeded, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
Hawk-watching crows gather in dark drifts.
Hedge rows rattle, we see through
to where the wind is barelegged,
to where campfires smoke in cooling cavities.
Autumn flavors its dwindling stores.
Groundhogs carry sparrow bones
from one naked shelf to another.
Bushy-tails hurry headlong into the late
scattering unseeded shells.
Death mellows the mottled.
Categories:
unseeded, poetry,
Form: Free verse
blind ...
you must be
completely ...
one person, THE person
who loves you more
than any other has or could ...
right in front of you
making a fool of himself
no care for the laughter of those
who find his adoration of you
and all you are
the height of absurdity
their echoes rattle his maudlin marrow
and crimp his hollow heart ...
just a jester
cajoled by the callous
a horrid harlequin ...
dancing a jig of jaded jocularity
stomping on your careless concern
with lost, fallow feet
your soul's barren soil, unseeded
his blood and bone and bile
the cold casualty
of two lips pressed tender in pity ...
the wretched ruin of
a kiss.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Strand Completely New (4) Any Theme, Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
Categories:
unseeded, break up, feelings, love
Form: Free verse
unseeded land
manitoulin island
native uprise
posted on September 5, 2018
Categories:
unseeded, native american, nature,
Form: Senryu
Petals falling
from unseeded bud
opened by midnight sun
sparkling it to love
then leaving
to return on its course
dressed in candle lights
stolen star to star
unmindful
of ice pellets
tearing at the calyx
teardrops
frozen in the throat
lacerating heart
throbbing to harden
like winter in silence.
February weeps
meet a new face
lights start dancing
in the eyes
glances caressing
two hearts
whispering to each other
sweetness
crushed grape
turns to wine
tinting two goblets
crimson!
Eternal seed
buds new life
flame of God's
everlasting light
running through veins
of two hearts
saying to each other: Yes
I love you
First Place Winner: Brian Strand-Podium-1/11/21
Eighth Place- Anthony Bianco-Crushed-6/18/20
Seventh Place: Brian Strand-Late July-7/20/18
Categories:
unseeded, love,
Form: Free verse
Fear, like prejudice,
should not be handed down
To fallow the orchard
—or barren the ground
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)
Categories:
unseeded, fear,
Form: Rhyme
Unseeded beginnings
a keen embrace,
versions and newborns and hurt,
My ignorance,
an endless stream of words and wondrous replays,
yet no trace of grace...
They paint the fading images
and craft the sinking dunes for those who trust
This life raises contrast highs,
Our version of fault
derives from the very seedly sources
Yesterday's view of humanly worth
resides where none can reach
in our remodeled beliefs in praise,
We call it life...
or in pain, fate...
None of these words
can change our state...
only us,
in keeping with
our lives'
enduring and diminishing beliefs...
That trust is but a minute,
belief resides in seconds,
and faith...
only beyond the state
we currently crave.
Categories:
unseeded, faith,
Form: I do not know?
Gardens
A lovely Tomato, to brighten up my days.
A beautiful Sun Flower, to lighten my ways.
A Rose, of brilliant passions to delight my dreams.
A haunting – nightmare – pain filled thorns – streams
into consciousness on beams of light – acknowledgement
of all that grows in a stark, garden basement.
There is this Fertilizer, - food for growth – for this Garden,
this Gardener needs – the water of life dries up – harden
the soil, leaving it untilled, unseeded, to dust and barren.
This Life, Tomato, Sun Flower, Rose, nourish the dreams,
feeds this Gardeners, old soul’s desire for life beyond, seems
to be beneath this Flower’s, desire, - passions buried asunder.
This Garden’s, heart beats to the rhythms or crashing thunder
praying for lightening to ignite the Spirit, grow out from under.
B. J. “A” 2
April 3rd 2008
Categories:
unseeded, death, life, sun,
Form: Rhyme