poems

Poems

The world has an ebb and flow.  There is a rhythm of the universe that beats like a drum and sings like a song.  The experience of life is sung by a choir of angels. As mortal men and women the only words that come close to their heavenly hearts is our poetic words and sing song-ed-ness.  These are my poems, my thoughts spoken in soft whispers, billowing bellows and baritone beats.

Here is a place, an opportunity for us to share in the moment of each other and interpret the thoughts and feelings of life.  I hope that your heart strings are strummed, your dreams to be dreamed and your soul to soars.

Thank you for listening to my inner heart parts.  I hope these words touch you as they have touched me.  My intent is to inspire you, to help you help yourself and bring joy to the live you live.  Enjoy!

Simply Gorgeous – Poem

Simply Gorgeous

Simply Gorgeous

Beautiful, simply gorgeous

an angel with such a heavenly glow,  white light trails in your wake.

So soft, so sensitive, so pure

Your essence is intoxicating, incredibly invigorating.

 

Walking beside you was like being wrapped in a veil of magical light

fairies fluttering with their butterfly wings

singing songs of love and life without any strife

 

immeasurable and incredible

pure candy for sight

a flavor of the gods, beyond any mortal delight

 

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Magical Ways – Poem

Magical Ways

Magical Ways – Poem

Magical Ways

Magical Ways

The world moves in magical ways

It has an ebb and flow

A feel of pure pleasure,

a sensation of cool liquidity

rhythmically rocking us, forward and back

 

Not all of our feels make sense

they don’t have to

Feelings are creatures without a master

they are untamed

unmarred

liberated and Free

 

Acceptance, like the world, has an ebb and flow

It moves forward and back

side to side

it glides and slides, but never abides.

 

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Eh – Poem

 

Eh

Eh – Poem

Eh

Eh

Eh…

I want to say “Not a peep, not a noise, not a word.”

I want to say “Are you serious?”

“After all this time?”

“After this and that, here and there?”

 

I want to say “ok.”

I want to say “I get it.”

“I should have seen it.”

“That this was going to happen.”

“It was destined to be.”

“that’s how it works”

“Its fine.”

 

What can I say?

those feelings

those moments

 

It doesn’t take them away

The way the road moves

how it travels

or where it goes

 

The steps we took have already been taken

They can’t be undone

They will always be there

 

Perhaps…

Maybe I’m fine with it

Ready to lift my soul

let my heart go

rise and fly

watch what was…

…die.

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All Sorts

 

 

All Sorts

All Sorts – Poem

All Sorts

All Sorts

Hurt and pain and all sorts of shame

We live in a world where things don’t go our way

Life is not solely about the good times

or the bad.

 

It is about the memories we cherish, love and like.

the lessons we have learned

and the things we have earned

 

Sadness is a time stamp of the things we have accepted

the moments that have passed

the ones that are to come

that will be all sorts of fun

 

It is an opportunity to look forward

to walk toward the sun

and dance in the night

 

to look ahead without any fright

live and love

and wear life like a glove

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Plug – Poem

 

plug

Plug – Poem

plug

Plug

There is a plug, a sticky thing,

a clog filling the passage

It keeps all the gooey good stuff from flowing like it should

It keeps us from seeing ourselves

seen how we see

feel how we feel

how we want to experience

 

This plug is tough and gruff and overall quite the bastard

We have to pull and struggle and fight

do what needs to be done to open our heart to fun

 

The world is not always about the things that are bad

or sad

We can raise our spirits

feel the wave

and be glad

enjoy the stillness of peace

and make the insanity cease.

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Burns – Poem

 

burns

Burns – Poem

burns

Burns

As the world burns,

we watch,

our eyes resting against the horizon

comfortably sitting with soft smiles

watching the flames lick at the starless sky.

It is difficult to discern between the clouds and the smoke

as it often is,

 

In life we face so many perils

the hardships are difficult to distinguish the good from the bad.

We blindly amble

smiles on our faces,

moving toward the maw of oblivion

we enter the mouth of annihilation

and we are consumed

utterly destroyed

 

What then?

What happens next?

Are we are reborn?

Do we reemerge?

ready and willing to face life again

able to cope, to handle all of its challenges

overcome all of its hardships

rediscovering how to survive and journey

thrive and give up worry

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A Gargoyle beside Oblivion – Poem

 

Hidden

Hidden – Poem

Hidden

Hidden

The world can be a strange place, the kind where shadows move about believing they’re hidden.

Like a silvery little fish, so young and slick. Swimming with such serpentine grace it might make me sick.

If the desire is there, act on it, life is too short to sneak and hide.

Instead you move and dance, sneakily eating and thriving, simply trying to hide as you survive.

Fuck that man, do what you go to do. Be honest and straight with your words. There’s no shadow in the sky, no duck bill that’ll bite.

Your heart says “That shadow in the sky is a duck if I might surmise.” Don’t guess, if you must know, go and ask.

Don’t bask in the burning rays of fear. Live your life outward and well. Embrace the love in your heart. Don’t break your patterns and smiles because of expectation.

Most likely, what you expect isn’t what you’re going to get.

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