We Are As Gods Here
Across the blue abyss we sail
Trailing stars in our descent
Finding the past in the present
We are immortal here
Beyond the failings of our trials.
I find myself in a sinking blue
Thinking always thoughts of you
Drowning in the morning dew
One with all I see
I find myself in a field of dreams
Meadows bloom in ecstasy
All that is, is one within
A soul of perfect harmony
All we are is all we were
Forever we will be
Lost upon emotions waves
Dancing harmony
A call upon the midnight hour
Allows us truth to see
We sail the blue abyss, we sail
In natural ecstasy
We rise, we fall, we know it all
As all is one in me
All is one within your heart
A heart allows you truth to see
The moon is quilted by tender blanket clouds
Kissed by the rain’s forgetting
We are beyond the need to regret our failings
For we are as stars here
Trailing descent from past into present
Into the future surreal we ride
Rising with the morning Sun
To know the kiss of Dawn
Knowing what it is to be reborn
We are as Gods here
Perfect from our moulds
Only growing old within the autumn of our falling
Still we retain our wisdoms past
As all we know blooms day by day
Into a flower more beautiful
More delicate
Than any you may find upon the fields of dream time wavering
Savour the movement
Flavour the moment
Rise in descent.
Still fields of green surround my heart
Though desert sand may fill my shoes
I find myself sinking fast into thoughts of you.
Still valleys green embrace my soul
Though desert heat may boil my skin
I find myself sinking fast forever lost within.
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Elemental Dressings
All is one within my heart
My heart is one in me
All is one within my heart
Which allows me truth to see.
Fields of green surround my soul
Fields of green they make me whole
A concept lost eternity
A concept forever young to me
A void of blue engulfs my soul
Leaves me drunk within the bowl
A flavour of eternity
Reveals to me identity
Curious of the falling night
Lost within the calling light
A flavour of eternity
Incites my curiosity
Still all is one within my form
Peace before the foaming storm
All is falling endlessly
Within a heart of boundless purity.
Ah! Sweet ecstasy.
Virgin souls of azure wings
Sing the songs that angels sing
To pacify the soul
To make creation whole
Within the moment forever unwinding.
Here we are the wind of night
Here we are the flame of light
Here we are the earths allure
Here we are the waters pure.
Endless
Boundless
Eternal
E lemental dressings.
poem by David Lacey
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A Void Of Blue
Fields of green surround my soul
Fields of green they make me whole
A concept lost eternity
A concept forever young to me
A void of blue engulfs my soul
Leaves me drunk within the bowl
A flavour of eternity
Reveals to me identity
Curious of the falling night
Lost within the calling light
A flavour of eternity
Incites my curiosity
Still all is one within my form
Peace before the foaming storm
All is falling endlessly
Within a heart of boundless purity.
Ah! Sweet ecstasy.
poem by David Lacey
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Galleon Of Gold
And as I watch the breaking dawn
The sun begins to rise,
Above the scarlet clouds within
The early morning skies,
And as another day begins
My dreams I'll never hold,
Unless I sail across the ocean
In my galleon of gold.
I head out on a journey now
Not knowing where to go,
Searching for the rainbow's end
That never seems to show,
No treasure lies within my hand
My dreams I'll never hold,
Unless I sail across the ocean
In my galleon of gold.
Through seas so rough and stormy and
The winds that blow so strong,
I'll try to find the answers now
To where it all went wrong,
I'll search to find my destiny
My dreams I'll never hold,
Unless I sail across the ocean
In my galleon of gold.
I'll find a way to happiness
And leave this stony shore,
And far behind the past shall stay
My future waits before,
The stars will be my guiding light
My dreams I'll never hold,
Unless I sail across the ocean
In my galleon of gold.
poem by Andrew Blakemore
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Rise throughout the day.
An empty page lay as a child un –aging
The page is raging, awaiting the kiss of the ink.
If only to forever miss the interest of waking eyes,
Forever into obscurity the child is sinking.
We are as Adam and Eve cast from the garden of Eden,
We are as children with wisdoms eternal imbued.
I lay here alone in sinking.
Thinking un-blinking of knowing
Your touch to be real.
Here I am out of reach, insecure,
Here I am seeking a cure to my ailment,
Here I am placid in descent.
As you adorn the town in multi-shaded fineries
Not so far beyond the horizon. I’m dancing out of time.
Two oaks entwine, there branches alphabets in the wind.
A lake beside doth conceal a girl
Upon whose vibrations angels swim.
We may rise together, ascending as stars into the void.
Don’t get annoyed, don’t let them toy with your emotions.
Never close enough to kiss.
They’re yours, the lips I’m missing.
Missing though I have never known
Their presence upon my own.
I seek shelter from the storm of insecurity, I seek fame in obscurity.
In the knowledge of knowing
We reveal more than we ever intended to be included within the show.
I promised I would dance with you, free of inhibition.
I promised I would dance for you, as though on exhibition
Rise throughout the day.
Rise to the occasion.
Find your way, your own way.
Lead us through in celebration.
A troupe of Fey sway in rhythm.
Ecstasy fuels their march.
As pipers pipe a merry cheer,
Heralding the coach – the tomb
OF the breathing queen.
Her palace is her prison.
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Aching In My Heart
The aching in my heart
Like sweetest kiss of scent
From love's bouquet.
As I fly into Summer sky
Of blue.
Wearing white robes of cloud,
And the touch of you.
That gift from the sun,
The smile in your soul
Warms me.
With sweet embrace, you await.
Wearing the stars
As only your eyes can do.
The aching in my heart
That buzzes like the promise of Spring
Across field of dancing flower.
Conducted by the breeze.
Swaying in the twilight.
And waiting for the moon's late hour.
To light their canvas in blue.
What unknown chord
Love strikes within me.
You dance through every symphony unwritten.
Your beauty sings.
And you find me smitten.
Among forgotten rainbows,
Like silver raindrops
Crying on a window pane
I call in silence.
You thrill me and fill me
With the magic of a sunrise.
And the death of a sunset.
Waves
Only sweet goodbyes,
'Til tomorrows dawn whispers
We are both reborn.
I wait in eternity.
For your forever kiss.
Every night I hold you
In a dream
What bliss!
Where only you and I
Can play a part.
Will always exist
Within my aching heart.
poem by Kevin East
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Sea Of Ecstasy
Two bodies entangles within passion’s kiss
waiting for the moment when they sail
upon the tide of euphoric bliss.
Voices murmuring low to one another
as they sail on the sea of ecstasy.
Harbouring in each other’s arms
feeling the sensation of each other’s touch.
The bliss they find is fleeting
as a ghost within a dream,
but the memory of it
lasts forever in their hearts
as two lovers sail
across the sea of ecstasy.
poem by David Harris
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Eyes Wide Open
My feet are bare and restless
Asylum walls could not hold me
I am free here
Absorbed within the harmony of all
Free beyond fear
Free beyond the walls of my confinement.
I have seen the garden lost and secret frozen
I have seen beyond the velvet corridor labyrinth winding.
I have heard sirens sing from unknown shores
And I have known more... more than I could ever wish to know.
I have danced with the Devil at the crossroads
And paraded in cyclictic motions with nymphs of forest sanctuary
I have crossed dust desert trails and still I sail the ocean sky
Still I sigh in crying
And here I die in trying
To find solace in your eyes.
So many faces
So many places
Not enough space
Not enough faith
With dreams entwined by silver linings everything seems so fine
And Heaven scented discontentment’s are no concern of mine.
Father Time is watching and passing as we speak
Distorting in the looking glass the day becomes the week.
One within the moment
One within the movement
And rising
One within the movement
We are petals in descent
Now and then the moment
Is the gift and not the present.
No clinics are needed for we the youth who are ourselves
Reconstructing our worlds with greener pastures
Eyes wide open
Chasing the stars in passing.
poem by David Lacey
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A Song Of The Future.
Sail fast, sail fast,
Ark of my hopes, Ark of my dreams;
Sweep lordly o'er the drowned Past,
Fly glittering through the sun's strange beams;
Sail fast, sail fast.
Breaths of new buds from off some drying lea
With news about the Future scent the sea:
My brain is beating like the heart of Haste:
I'll loose me a bird upon this Present waste;
Go, trembling song,
And stay not long; oh, stay not long:
Thou'rt only a gray and sober dove,
But thine eye is faith and thy wing is love.
poem by Sidney Lanier
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Constant Time
Time past and the future give way to this present picture,
But can somebody tell me how to recognize that gate that leads to the bed of roses,
We speak about the future like the past is a grain of sand on the shore,
Washed away by the ocean tide,
Giving way to new grains to make a portrait of the present,
These past memories stay deep in our heart like the depths of the ocean,
Though it gets washed back to shore ones in a blue moon,
Reminding us that our past is a standard measurement of our strength,
Time moves so fast making the past to fade away,
this makes us seem so secured about the present,
Forgetting the fact that our present becomes our past that was once a present from nature as a new day,
Some take the future to be a dream and a wish,
But I take my future to be what I see when I stand from the bottom of the mountain to look at the top,
And my past to be the depth of the ocean that can always be washed ashore …
The only thing I can control is my present,
Yes cos my mind controls my hands to give you a flash of what goes on in my head
Like this words i write to you was once my future and will become my past, making my future my past and my past my future..So ironical isn’t it?
Standing here I sure know 1 thing,
I will reach the top by that foot path,
Yes of course it’s not to mean that I wouldn’t fall,
But I have to break myself off my present past and walk with grace to stand where I belong,
There where I am the king of my destiny,
The past is just going to be a page of memories,
And my future will become my present making time constant in my head,
Because I stand on my past which was once my present and my present which was once my future, making time equal and constant
As I flip thru this page of life,
By: ade
poem by Adeniran Oluokun
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All My Dreams Left In Past
How the years have passed so fast
All those beauties have gone with the past
I remember all my dreams
Purple they were and blue
Oh, my god how much i'm in need to
To believe once again to the pover of my dreams!
While at the past I never was afraid to dream
And now even the wish of dream, Is lost
And I came here alone
All the beauties that oneday I've had
I've left them at the past and
i'm all alone
Even the wish of smlle
All those people that I loved
Those were more precious than my eyes
My grandmother and her angelic smile
She was my shelter where I've always run
Everytime that l've got mad
I went there and I cried
Even my shelter I've lost
with the past
The sun above and the blue sky
How much I felt happy at the past
When every morning through my road to school
The sun chased
my childish spirit and always how I felt glad
Through my road to school
And every evening in return I always prayed to find him in my road
Oh, everything and everyone
All those that I loved
Lost them with the past!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Are Wings In Death So Often Grown?
Are wings in death so often grown
That they could be a part of me?
Lend me love in misery
And you can call my heart a home.
Know elder Gods are fallen here
In graveyards lost to rising dust
Find yourself the one you trust
And never trust in fear.
Walk the path to wisdoms door
As Wisdom blooms in melody
It makes me smile - sweet ecstasy
I could never ask for more
Waves of crimson anguish rise
Leaving me a ruined state
Could this be my fate - too late!
I no longer walk beneath the sky
So dance a dance of fallen cheer
Dance a dance of harmony
Dance with me - sing melody
We shall dance the falling year.
poem by David Lacey
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At Peace Within The Soul Of The World
Here, sleeping, at peace within the soul of the world
The abyss of closing lids forbids the clothing of the sun,
Here I am, a story begun in a new heaven blooming
As the moon in feminine virtue pursues the stars in their descent.
They’re dancing now, dancing for us as we are angels
Lost upon a material plain, lost within the labyrinth of our supposed sanity,
Fighting to slay the beast of vanity that clouds judgement out of time.
Deep vibrations are shaking this land to its core.
I can hear it, tearing soulful chunks from the foundations of the valley
The Earth mother is crying, dying at the hands of
Her children frenzied with fear of the unknown.
Acid rain showers are melting the faces of
Business men as they stare uncomprehending at the sky.
The rain gods are angered at the bellowing of toxins
Into their lungs. Vengeance is assured.
Hear now the rain begins as still
The Earth is shaking; the curtains are flying off the rails,
And each in their own world united begins to come to
Terms with the failings of heartfelt aspiration.
What madness it is to be here upon the shelf of indifference,
Understanding the love of our kindred spirit yet at
The same time understanding that we are as and one
The same as that all surrounds us upon his plain.
The Earth shakes, I shake, the Earth loves, and I love.
I am one with the soul of the universe and my heart
Is my ear to the understanding of truth beyond logic.
Three skins are there upon the path to green meadow wandering.
Saliva fluid liquid caress doth bind the skins in their attachment.
Two are there to remain, the third binding in its absence.
Tobacco from the earth is our elemental grounding, burned
By passion enflamed into the air to condense upon the windows pain.
Such love have I of all that may never love me back.
What pain it is at times to be lost within the poets world,
How many lonely nights by the fireplace curled with
Nothing but the whisperings of ancient muses in your ears.
Love have I of those private moments yet to spend the
Present ever thinking of the past is to do nothing but sink.
poem by David Lacey
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The Aching In My Heart
The aching in my heart
Like sweetest kiss of scent
From love's bouquet.
As I fly into summer sky of blue
Wearing robes of cloud
And the touch of you.
That gift from the sun
The smile in your soul
Warms me.
With sweet embrace, you await,
Wearing the stars
As only your eyes can do.
The aching in my heart is you.
Oh, the aching in my heart
That buzzes like the promise of Spring
Across field of dancing flower.
Conducted by the breeze
Swaying in the twilight
And waiting for the moon's late hour
To light their canvas in blue.
What unknown chord
Love strikes within me.
Your beauty sings
And you leave me smitten
Among forgotten rainbows.
Like silver raindrops
Crying on a window pane
I call in silence
Through just a heartbeat of pain.
You thrill me and fill me
With the magic of a sunrise.
And the death of a sunset
Waves only sweet goodbyes,
Until tomorrow's dawn whispers
We are both reborn.
I wait in eternity
For your forever kiss.
Every night I hold you
In a dream.
That bliss,
Where only you and I
Can play a part
Will always exist
Within the aching of my heart.
poem by Kevin East
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I Feel Lost
You may fear for me, for I fear the world
Beyond the bounds of the fireplace curled.
I feel lost, sunken deep within a solitude
That offers no solace, all I’m offered is remorse.
I could so easily believe that I had been deceived
At some point upon the course of my journey,
Yet it seems that it is I who hath deceived myself
Making a deeper blue the sky, forever lost as I am in sighing.
I’ve fallen again alike so many times before,
Like so many loves I’ve known she offers me the door
Yet allows no clue to be known as to what lies within.
I feel as though I could swim an eternity in her arms
If only she would allow it, yet when she weeps alike
When she sleeps I’m never the one to hold her hand.
She wishes to escape this land and claims that there
Is nothing to tie her here, through blue eyed innocence
She perceives a world of nightshades as a dream realm
A world within which our fantasies are hers to fulfil,
I know she is right in following her dreams, I know
She is ever moving closer to the light that I deny from myself
In each passing moment. A movement towards descent
Keeps me falling throughout every moment my heart is calling out her name,
No one could tie her down, no one who truly loved her
Would ever wish to, this my friend is a feeling that was
Always going to do me harm and though the storm awaits
And is of yet unbroken, I know that every feeling I keep unspoken
Will leave me sleepless upon my journey home to the abyss.
I know I could travel endlessly
Within the recess of my mindscape
Yet alone, here, stoned, I know
I could never call forever
This empty heart my home.
When she speaks of foreign lands
Dismay doth take my heart in hand
Confusing understanding of how true
A selfless love can be.
The fear recedes within this heart of mine
I’m fading, sinking, half the man I once
Dreamed I could become, half the man
I was when my journey begun,
Here, I am half a song un-sung.
poem by David Lacey
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~SomeDay~
I think of you
you're on my mind
you're the one
I'm trying to find
lost in my heart
lost in my hands
lost in the blue oceans
lost in the desert sands
I've tried to find you
I've looked so hard
I've lost consciousness
I've let down my guard
you've dropped off
the face of the earth
but I'll find you
because your worth,
worth my time
and worth my heart
I hate being this far apart
but I'll find you
somehow, someway
well be together
sometime, someday
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A Walk Within Valentine Gardens.
To you who drank from blue bell goblets,
To you who sipped from the chalice of Harmony
I wrote this song for thee.
To you who smooth my soul with questioning
I request you treasure the memories I leave you
As I will forever hold true the memories I keep
Of you hung safe within the galleries of my mind.
I lied when I said to I felt no extremity within the realm
Of emotion - Yet with each thought an ocean I feel
As though I'm drowning in a sea of Sorrow, Engulfed below the tides of Woe.
The helmsman of sanity's sailing is shaken, awoken are his senses.
Constantly building his defences he'll always be late for the morning show.
Seek Persephone in procession with Harmony.
Arise a Rose, blooming as the Moon caress' the midnight sun.
The games we play, throughout the day
Doth sway my heart in swing.
With happy a heart alongside merry a cheer
We allow our hearts time to sing.
May you always remember the blessings of youth.
May truth forever guide your path.
May you find love in the form you seek,
May you never be weak in confrontation with the storm.
How glad I am we met.
Such a break as you are from the norm.
When the night is cold,
When I wander, slow and old.
I'll keep safe within sanity
The etchings of you I keep above
The highest watermark of memories fading.
I will warm myself with the memory of a flower
In full bloom, swooning in sight of the silver moon.
In times to come, I hope you find your fun
As you enjoy the days whilst you are young.
Just as I hope you retain a fragile beauty throughout the
Passage of the years.
poem by David Lacey
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A World Reborn Beyond the Dawn
When I look at her I feel a longing for companionship
Beyond that of which I can supply for my own requirements.
Her eyes ripple as an ocean of tears comes surging,
Eroding the valleys of memories echo unheard.
Tear back the wrapping of your Logic
Peel back the skin of your Truth.
For the seeds lay reborn relics of a proof in resurrection
Through death, through dirty comes life anew.
Surviving we are upon the hope of a world reborn beyond the dawn.
Still we’re crying over the mistakes of the past.
Leave us lost within a blue,
For a deeper blue I’ve never known.
We lay frozen – Un-aging within
The moment of expression.
I find myself alone.
poem by David Lacey
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Forever in My Dreams
Close to the morning hours before I awaken,
I find myself looking outside of the window of my dreams-
Sometimes amidst the bleak darkness, the full moon is rising above the treetops,
Stars are seemingly cascading behind mountains of far away places-
I hear footsteps faintly passing by, perhaps down the hallway of my fantasies-
Slowly my eyes would open and I find myself
Looking outside of the same window and
All I can see are shadows of trees that would be
Touching the sky within a figment of my imagination-
Close to the morning hours, close to the time that the world awakens,
I find myself lost in thought, disappearing into some other realm.
The full moon battles with the rising sun, stars shooting and seemingly cascading,
Saturn, Mars and Venus are dancing in rhythm to
The doleful and mystical song of the locusts screaming-
Inside the fortress of my thoughts,
I have made my home inside this kingdom in the sky-
In this place where the light of the moon is overpowered
By the rays of the early morning sun-
The colors of the sky are reborn- cyanotic blue and
Pearl-white clouds, seemingly tinted with gold,
Amidst the phantasmal waltz of my imagination,
I can hear voices familiar only to myself,
Shouting words that terrify and evoke moments of madness-
It has been said that reason can be affected by the light of the full moon
Before daybreak and I would ride bareback upon the tail of a shooting star
If I only could, as it would take me on a journey across the universe,
Perhaps to a safer place within this magical kingdom in the sky-
Close to the morning hours before I awaken,
I have lost myself inside a magnificent place of my own creation-
A place from which I would never leave if I could only wish upon a star-
This would be my utmost desire- as this lurid but dismal world
Into which I was born has not been kind to me-
As my memory becomes a vehicle traveling backward in time-
I can recall terrifying sights only I could see and threatening voices which
Only I could hear- within that moment that darkness transforms to dawn,
I find my spirit having been rudely snatched away from this place of my fondest reverie-
So I close my eyes and then I can see the stars once more, the moon and Saturn dancing-
And I begin to lose myself once again traveling across this pathway of my dreams-
Tears are falling from my eyes as they open because this vision can never become reality-
Tears would glisten with dewdrops upon the leaves upon the trees reflecting the
Early morning sunlight as I close my eyes once again and wish upon that star
As I would for always and forever in every passing thought…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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A Droplets Ripple In The Ocean
Having chased Knowledge down and feasted upon her dissected corpse
They are left awaiting the flavour of Wisdoms flesh.
Never to know that they are wishing for tomorrows sorrow today
They are as cursing themselves with the words they say.
The past is before us now as clear as an azure sky
The future untold behind us as we try within the present to rise
And through contemplation may we know the secret surprise
That awaits us at the moment of descent when we die.
A droplets ripple in the ocean is felt in the smile of a child’s emotion
And we are heard, our voices echoing throughout the stars
And unknown gods behold the wisdom of our ancients
Upon the breeze moving tenderly through celestial mansions.
They hear the songs we sing, they know too well of the love we bring
They know to that we are as wingless angels willing to rise
Dreamers unwilling to close our eyes to the reality that we were born to fly.
poem by David Lacey
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Action Reaction Consequence Guilt
The dryer turns a tumbleweed churn
As we ponder the realm
Of midnight oils bubbling, blurring
In the cascade of rainbows glamour fading.
Here we are left
Wondering what it is we have learnt from the experience.
Have we learnt to appreciate the moment in the present’s presence.
Are we to be left upon the shelf with no defenses, helpless?
Or are we forever to drift inside the river or our knowing.
My form aches from exposure to the eye, the void of the sun unfolding.
Can you see the stars in her eyes, Can you see you the story untold
Beyond the page, beyond the end of demonic manifestations raging Forth bold from the ether, scattering tribes, bribing in temptation
Selling enslavement in the guise of redemption
Empty threats for empty minds
You have your fun I'll have mine.
Action Reaction Consequence Guilt
Each a wall I've built up a round my soul
Each a wall that makes me whole.
I remember the girl of checkered fabrics
Waving goodbye sweet dreams forever to skies
Of blue, Sinking blissful in slumber
Into a blanket of morning dew.
Here I am left wishing wasted,
Here I am running to be chased.
Escape beyond the reason you find upon the mantel ticking over,
Picking no tone from another in endless clockwork symmetry,
Seek a reason beyond the bowl the elders say
What’s meant to be won't pass you by they say
As she comes running fast headstrong alike the last rays of the setting sun
Dying as the race is run only to come together when the morn hath sprung
Win me love a love is won, Sing a song beneath the sun
Swallowed into dream time, sanctuary from this blue of mine
The deepest blue I've known
poem by David Lacey
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