In the first blaze of the day's dewy dew tricked.
Presently unclaimed, by intense sun acclimated.
We fitly step and wantonly break deadwood.
Our bones are broken, above than once permitted.
Each progression is without ambiguity directory.
A delicate breeze blows through plant greenery.
For the unassuming, delicate welcomes equerry.
For the quiet, blurring complements scenery.
Written: October 06, 2021
Categories:
without ambiguity, analogy, appreciation, bereavement, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
Time flies so swiftly, indeed. Tells the dates on the calendar
A gathering in a friend’s house, I could still remember
One friend could not make it, and we all missed her.
Then a phone rang, her voice was on the line, slow and sure
She spoke some words, was much harder to grasp, to endure.
She was telling about her parents and her rigid father.
Years later, as words are pouring on this page, I can still hear her voice
Her voice was the force in my prayer-rug in a big world full of choice.
She was a spirited soul, happy and active, so eager to fight the evil plot
I don’t know where she is now, sometimes I know I miss her a lot
I wish we could meet again for one more time. I want it so!
At least I could tell her now, how I realized life as the story grow.
I discovered life in utter ruins, and I found tremendous strength and tranquility!
Colors of life have many shades; I found that shade in the sky without ambiguity!
Categories:
without ambiguity, friend,
Form: Free verse
AT A GLANCE
Eye to eye,the look
provokes a sigh,a
look that needs no words,
a short story perchance.
Speaking volumes in the
golden silence.One mind
interprets the other,in this
exchange,speaking aloud,
without ambiguity.A look
can kill,attract invite,dismiss
destroy what once was or
might have been or may
yet, still ,a, novel become.
A Structured prose verse form
Categories:
without ambiguity, people,
Form: Verse
Why should thoughts, ideas and dreams be
as esoteric as secrets?
Turn them into poetry,
and share them with the entire Humanity...
I have shared mine with all without ambiguity!
No fortress, stately rising into the vast skies,
can escape the battering storms so damageable,
and not tumble down...to lay in ruins as others have;
here's your only chance to be immortal:
be a wide river which can withstand tides!
Why should a literary work
be as esoteric as secrets, to remind the worst humiliation?
Don't pass under the yoke for a defeat,
be daring, fearless, challenging and brief;
do lucky survivors ever submit their will to desperation?
And should you be disheartened by a wrong choice?
Don't cuss fate or damn yourself for bumpy roads;
instead of complaining, look on the brighter side:
dare to make a difference with the gift of words...
by giving your dead language a more vibrant voice!
Verse: a metrical or rhymed composition as distinct from Prose: Poetry
Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci
Categories:
without ambiguity, faith, hope, inspirational, introspection,
Form: Verse