Age Of Reason
Building characteristics
With no nonsense
Knowing right from wrong
Growing into your own
Become vigorous
Age of reason
A change to find your own way
Write your own journey
Lead by example
Find hidden talents
Shine through the stars
Don’t follow the corrupt world
Just down to earth
Slow to anger
Become your own man
Take a stand for what you believe in
Strive to improve
Age of reason
Categories:
vigorous, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Outside in the barn one late summer eve
a seaman toiled until wee hours of night
Solid rock surrounded by wood and nail
just the right size for "The Serenity Sail"
She lit an old candle by the window,
recalling sweetly their brave adventures
Back in the days when they were young
water was life and love was pure gold;
Over by the lawn an old weathered sailboat
sat waiting, for one more vigorous glide
"Lets take her out " he said as he toiled,
curving the wood and tapering to a point.
That night they slept in the boat like kids,
huddled under a blanket stitched with stars.
Tasting the ocean on her lips he sighed,
"Join me !" he said as she giggled, awhile.
Categories:
vigorous, appreciation, ocean, romantic love,
Form: Free verse
I’ve known these ladies of the field as long
as I’ve known the fields and walls of my childhood.
And yet they never did much to turn my head,
maybe once or twice. I never understood
my lack of interest. That was then. This year,
they got my full attention, if only by sheer
force of growth and presence – double in height,
robust and vigorous, nothing like the slight
frail frames they usually show off, and yet
not without that feminine sway and guile that set
them off like well-to-do beach ladies, tall
and easeful in their stride, wearing hats that fall
wide-brimmed like parasols over white faces
and cast down shadows clear to their feet.
So this summer’s growth of Queen-Anne’s lace –
still not my type, but sweet nonetheless.
Categories:
vigorous, flower,
Form: Verse
marvel at the vigorous blade of grass,
resistant to the worst storms,
marvel at the dandelion, offering a thousand treasures
To the bees of the county,
marvel at the hemlock flower, which could
poison ten ancient poets,
marvel at the plant world and its millions
of possibilities,
marvel at the fern, which does not tire
that winter,
marvel at how the butterfly marvels
on the corolla of digitals,
marvel at the yellow flowers, so numerous
and vain,
marvel at the capuchins, daisies,
Flowers loving you.
Marvel at the young oak tree, which defies a thousand reeds
in his old age,
marvel at the olive tree whose fruit inspired the Iliad
and many poems,
marvel at the hydrangea, dahlia, and forget-me-not
with shy petals,
do you inspire from the vegetable world, to never become
crazy or proud,
invite the bees in the garden of your imagination.
Categories:
vigorous, 10th grade, flower, garden,
Form: Free verse
rock bottom a euphemism at best
sunken feeling of a leaden balloon
deflated burst into shrapnel of fears
they say it’s when you stop digging
the circumference of the black hole
larger than your inflated Ego mania
and then the trap door opened for more
the chisel engaged in vigorous overdrive
what a life to be had or thrown away
a rescue team waited concerned and patiently
maybe they knew better than the protagonist
of his own demise at the crossroad of pain
philosophy studies had not prepared him
nor had his grandma with her solid advice
lonely and dejected he continued to slip
out of reach even the abyss seemed distant
in dreams of death not entirely unpleasant
he understood that control was inaccessible
letting God became the only viable option
reluctantly he considered faith and acceptance
grudgingly at first let go of selfish command
Categories:
vigorous, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Could we not at least exchange some crummy
anecdotes about our recent pasts
some poorly recalled bus stop or shop incidents
semi memories of there was this time when
I'll take any half digested subvocal passing thoughts
and an inappropriate and unvoiced yet sincerely held
opinion which you know is safe with me
Throw me a crumb here and I'll toss you
the whole hog utilising my award-winning
(and vigorous) masculine muscles
Instead of flinging it angry apelike
into the webvoid in the form of
incoherent cackhanded freeposts
begging for any minor engagement
Categories:
vigorous, day, i miss you,
Form: Free verse
A lost sheep wanders...
The shepherd once wonder;
In the jungle of silent Lion,
If not already fed upon
To satisfying hunger.
The shepherd ponders...
If his route wasn't a blunder-
To search or rather go to zion,
Where spirit over flesh won
When time is still younger.
A David; absent,
The day is now frank:
Gradually near to the dark,
To become more scary in search
Of unrest sheep, hope seek.
A Samson confront...
The nightmare, light prank
Seductively to disembark
From searching... to try church,
While strength isn't yet weak.
As far as it pains;
As much as its gains...
Of persistent tease, you pull,
Makes desirous victory be full
Vigorous try, daily attains.
Categories:
vigorous, allegory, anxiety, betrayal, dark,
Form: Rhyme
As yellow leaves wither in the autumn breeze,
only apathetic thoughts remain
in this nonchalant existence of
my diseased body and over the hill mind!
It reminds me a time of agility,
A time of struggle and celebrations,
An age when dreams of a better future bloomed,
And leaping up those stairs to pluck the petals of success.
The illusion of youth, believing I would remain the same forever,
My beauty, once admired by the mirror,
My body, that lied about its boundless strength,
And the willpower that upheld my beliefs!
Now, my poor mind, dreadfully distressed,
on the fritz of my worn body parts.
Here I am, at the dusk of my life,
panting and staring at the steep stairs
called ‘rest of my time’!
I wonder, are there any tears left
to cry over the memories of my vigorous days?
Or, has time swallowed even the sorrow, leaving only silence?
Categories:
vigorous, age, depression, emotions, fate,
Form: Elegiac Lyric
Cactus Lies
You're so far away.
Always been complicated.
Where the sun crosses.
A relationship like a cactus.
You're always vigorous.
Beyond sophisticated.
AmI not enough?
Fauls purpose.
Lies carry in the wind.
Feel abandoned, just move on.
The silent treatment.
Clinging on to the past.
A stranger walks on by.
You left me behind.
Neon lights flashing.
Walk alone at night.
Just thinking.
Was it me?
Did I do something wrong?
I guess we are done
Categories:
vigorous, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
December 10th, 1830
Born Dec. 10th, 1830.
Beautiful poetry.
E.E.D.
Lived in solitary.
Known for so many poems.
From Amherst, Massachusetts.
Her life is isolated.
Had one brother and one sister.
Greatest poet ever lived.
Emily Dickenson.
Passed away on May 15th, 1886. (age 55)
One faded picture.
Over 1,000 poems.
Vigorous writer in the shadows.
Categories:
vigorous, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Off and on life to face some turmoil .
You cannot predict, how long it will last.
being a simple problem or coiled !
You need a tipping balance to adjust.
Proceed with vigorous running dynamic ,
in static stagnant state not to remain
primarily stay enthusiastic ,
yet a tipping balance, you must maintain.
You must always focus on your action
Run or rush or if needed to gallop.
Put full dedication, no objection .
Be alert ! You know when or how to stop !
Promptness is good, but don’t be impulsive
Never cross limits on your performance
Think, analyse and then act decisive.
Work hard, obeying a tipping balance.
Occasionally you may walk tip toe,
sometimes you are compelled to make haste,
yet matters little whether be fast or slow.
Each step demands tipping balance at best.
Categories:
vigorous, how i feel,
Form: Quatrain
Broke dumpster fire in Los Angeles !
Burnt vigorous Pacific Palisades.
Apocalyptic !
Weird ! Catastrophic !
Wild fire or something else ! Can you guess ?
Categories:
vigorous, america, fire,
Form: Limerick
a beautiful cool day enthralling,
flakes gliding, hovering, iridescent,
joyfully kissing lovely magical nature,
outdoors painted, quivering, ragged,
snowy trees unconstrained, vigorous with
Xmas yearning . . . zeal
Categories:
vigorous, nature, snow,
Form: ABC
On the eve of this new year I would like to say have a very happy new year.
And I hope that the new year brings you what you deserve
Happiness peace good health and wisdom.
Go forward in your life with a positive attitude but never forget who you are and where you came from.
Welcome new challenges with vigorous energy and confidence.
Remember ones who have gone with the love they deserve
And open your heart to new additions to your expanding family.
May any heath issue become a memory of the past and
Remember that your life can still be a big adventure
Live it for yourself be you and be happy.
Nothing is impossible if you put your mind to it.. DONT RUN THROUGH LIFE WALK AND ENJOY IT………
HAPPY NEW YEAR.
Categories:
vigorous, blessing,
Form: Free verse
I want to lay in your arms
On the beach
Relax
Meditate
Enjoy the sensuous feel of cool summer breezes
Playing upon our skin
Its all I want ~~~~~~~~~~~
To be in your arms
For we are in love
Belong together
On a beach
Watching timeless waves roll back and forth
Embraced in the beauty of our love
And as we listen to our hearts beat continually
Like the sound of a drum
This chemistry between you and I become vigorous.
Categories:
vigorous, love,
Form: Romanticism
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