Contemplation by George de Feure*
full of appeal desire & allure
With similar atractive poster
symbolized the 'Nouveau roller-coaster
"Is it even real if it doesn't last?"
—my Love, my Joy
Lasts in every spark
Of misery
"Happiness must always be fleeting!"
For us to enjoy
Those special moments
All the more—yes!
The way their eyes analyze
Despair and question it—
The way poetry blooms
When the brink of idea fosters
Power—mutability—hope—
Questions answered, ignited,
On lips that truly and madly
Suffer to love and become
2.28.20
M,
Pinned down to ways of the world
briefly, breathing mysterious mists
last breaths, I beg not
but if my soul will last
and seek you out
silenced, there is communication
eyes, hands, fated touch
a union of dreams
a reunion of stone
unlocked keys to dimensions
not to be diminished
or chained to foregone whoas
channel me and stream my thought
I am free, floating in an aura of hope
gifted and cherished
the heat has risen
and is stirring inside
My M,
It's hard
it's so so very hard
ripples moving out
then faster moving in
birthed from the womb of a babe
jaded in eyes
yet of not one sin
sun and moon, sun and moon
riding the rise of a soulful tune
entranced we dance
where the pied piper once played
entwined, heel to toe
head to toe, heal to tow
honey we bestow
upon one another
love in throes
from the past to now
now it too shall pass
elbows bent
we sit close, we imbibe
cheek to cheek
no one strong, no one weak
tongues speak and reach
deep inside the warmth
your warmth
oozing from beneath
He is the number one story
On news t-rump's in his glory
The die hards he'll scare
When their health care's not there
Leaving them in purgatory
When suddenly the rules changed
The rules and game mode changed
And I protested why?
Why do the rules need to change?
When the game and pitch is still of this life
But the experienced and vast in days’
They calmed me down, that such is life.
Then I chose not to be disoriented nor dismayed
I chose not to stay confused
Since the change, they said, is constant
I made some alterations and modification
In my principles, scope and mode of play
Then the voice that calmed me came calling again
Why? O Brother why Do you change and delude us?
@SEPTEMBER 2017/©M.H.O.G Unveiled
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