Untried Poems

With A Gentle Hand - Mystic

With a gentle hand,
You balance the world while its feet are still untried…
little fingers twist like seashells
around the promise of tomorrow.

Love is gentle in this place;
it hides within a cradle song,
a steady thrum of trust
leaning into your heart.

Every touch becomes a promise
each embrace a refuge -
showing the fragile ones
that gentleness carries power.

When the lullabies grow silent
your hand remains
carrying tomorrow gently
like sunrise opening the sky.

The Marching Poseur

Soft marches
spawn bravado
and cavalier soldier
He who scoffs
at distant gunfire
to meet its fury
Untested untried
untempered
his blade of little worth
As conflict preys
on the folly
— of the paper lion

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

Night Sweats

Lay there sinking, thinking
under the surface of sodden anxieties.

Recall you darkly
the flickering hours, the tinctured years,
as sweat-stained sheets leech.

This room may be your last gasp,
but you can’t tell,
time distorts death as it does life.

Come morning, the body
(if it is still fitfully aware),
may be rinsed by an untried light,

an embalmed mind unwrapped
as muggy dreams are moped away
for one more uncertain day.

Soulmates in another universe

In a sky not ours, your name still shines brighter than ever.
Through cosmic storms and trials we sever, yet love remains our endless endeavor.
Through endless stars and fate untold, our souls entwine, forever bold.
Through fate’s embrace, dreams retold. Our love glows brighter then molten gold.
The stars may scold, the winds will chide. But love remains, a fire inside.
Through starlit trails where fate resides, your love remains my constant guide.
Beyond all worlds, through time untried, love leads us forth, a light inside.

Secret of Survival

Sensing a threat, move not a bit
Work not with a fear of failure in mind
Take not anything for granted
Accept not ever your defeat, untried
Try something new, ignoring routines
Smile more, the whole world smiles with you
Life is a progressive vehicle
Solutions are not found readymade
Live a happy and blissful life
Hope is the secret of survival




Line 1: Wait Not For a Hero
Line 2: Oasis in a Desert
Line 3: Goodbyes Play Their Part
Line 4: Call a Spade a Spade
Line 5: Letter to My Children
Line 6: Spreading Happiness
Line 7: Think For a While
Line 8: Face It
Line 9: A Kiss in the dark
Line 10: Hope

L A I

Its no L A I.?? Wer're getting greener by and by..Some say its
Erronous..? Maybe they're just sancti-moan-ious??
For although they agree.' They still advise we're loosing trees.!
Most of our planet is water.' Though thats not often
Taught'cha on the (ready news) its quick blurts of
Sensational views.' Can't there be tried science.? And a
Beneficial consensual alliance.! In place of claims untried
That we may weigh the ( l a i.. Against any probable L i e's?)

How to? Why do?

Why disturb a functioning country? Why force untried 
Socialogical patterns.? Why dis-place positive gender
Roles? Why encourage seperate (communitys?)  Then
Advise coming together? (Why?) Why would anyone do
Such iniquity.? Why encourage more people into higher
Education? When there was not enough opportunity?
Thereby leaving manual workplaces needing more applicants? Why cause less birth rates? Encourage even.?
Why alter course? in a (false medical emergency) after
Taking world class advice to go through! to gain bodily
Immunity.?? Why do such evils? Why encourage women
To compete with men? Espicially In hard sports' Why.?

My Color Palette

There is no vacant space in my veins;
every inch of me is occupied;
Head to toe I’m full of rich domains;

Despite what you think I must confide 
sometimes life can be overwhelming;
Feelings and logic often collide; 

Immense or minuscule? Keep going.
Let each beautiful day color you,
keep each untried idea flowing;

I make it seem simple that’s not true,
the struggle lights up my palette’s hue.

Maestro

He looks shy, timid, and withdrawn, as though he knows nothing.
Yet, astuteness whirls in him like monsoon floods in a dam.
He is an ace at intuitive thinking and judging.
He's a lively lion, though he looks like a little lamb.

He composes music. He plays it. He sings in gladness.
Fervour, fondness, and fluency flame in him like fire.
He is calm even in times when he sings in his sadness.
His strength, staunchness, dedication, and devotion inspire

He loves the complex; tests the untested; tries the untried.
Waves and vibes of optimism flow from them; chill and thrill all.
His thoughts, words, and actions never have any tinge of pride.
Between good, bad, great, and small beings, he doesn't build a wall.

He motivates each marred mind as he moulds his masterpiece.
There, in his soul break, seen or unseen, waves of cosmic peace

Where is Spring?

Spring's whispers were present in the brisk night
promises of blooms mid summerlike skies
Yet winter's snowy white colors my sight
Could those promises be only her guise?

I long for endless nights to quickly end
though I own no quibble with the white moon
but on Spring and birdsong we do depend;
in this stillness, there is no lovely tune.

Spring does seem very unmindful of time 
nor do  freezing breezes stir her desire
for flowers blooming in sun shining clime
What does one do to light the stubborn fire?

Could it be spring is but choosing to hide,
or is this some version of Spring Untried?

April 3, 2024

Call a Spade a Spade

The seeds of hatred, who has sown?		
The winds of intolerance, who has blown?
	
The two deadliest snakes, so far unknown;
Like weeds in society, now they are grown.

Beware of these weapons aimed at you;
To your own self, you always try to be true.
	
Think not that things will change on their own;
Analyse the insults to which you are prone.	
	
Accept not ever your defeat untried;	
Let not slide a bit your personal pride.

Wage a war against every evil unafraid.
Is it a crime to call a spade a spade?

My Pillar of Support

With you by my side
Like a lion I stride
In you I confide
You push my fears aside

With you I can ride
On any wave and tide
You are my strong aide
There's nothing left untried

With you by my side
Each slope feels like a slide
Our minds coincide
No wishes are denied

With you I can ride
On paths I've never tried
Even when you chide
My tears you've always dried

In my heart you will reside
Until the earth and sky collide

A Readjustment Challenge

Simply switching to a new phase,
Humbert finds himself in a new maze,
His face a great mask of blank gaze,
To all the asked questions Quick Nays. 

Humbert tries The New Untried Ways 
And it is a champ’s blows that daze, 
Humbert badly turning sideways 
Like the punch-drunk listless for days.

Big dreams to again the trail blaze, 
For seen Humbert had better days; 
Still the dithering mind - he strays 
While Pure Standards he hopes to raise…
 
Of the things we should their range know
Is readjustment’s – then, we go!

Blueprint

blueprint

To have the innocence
again, not abused 
nor denied

to see with the 
eyes of a child
the beauty 

that could be 
in it all -
what we lost,

through bitterness
the curse of 
me over you 

and warring life
throwing its poetic 
grenades, watching 

feathers fly 
the absurd piranhas
and cockerels fighting

fed love, 
the monsters
put to bed to sleep, 

to wake 
to live 
the beautiful dream

the sting 
of wonderment
in the child’s heart 

untouched 
open, sweet
beatific smiles

innocence untried
retrieved blueprint
could be ours again

in another world
in another time 
bathed in sun, 

Blue Sky


(LadyLabyrinth / 2022) 







"The Walk" 
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_walk_1376951

Until Now

Until Now
David J Walker

This poem was waiting for
The right paper before 
It is said 
It is Written 
of 
Printed plain words 

until now 
unspoken 
Thoughts and hearts in clouds 
Crowds of dry denizens crying in the dust

Until now 
Unbroken 
On the edge of ether and untried ideas
Of silent sentiments forming the Brokering Reinforcements 

Until now
Unavowed nor
Vetted in sentiments of censored compunctions
Flowing in moonlit waterfall forests 

		Until now 
		Unnoticed 
the Winer is welcomed with inevitable approbation
And essential acclamation while privately negotiating with Spring

		Until now
		We thought winter might never end 
		With summers anticipation

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