Truth â€' The Will to Know
Hope dreams chromatic showers
to dissipate mind's mist,
endowering scope, truth's powers
help understand much missed
in studying Man’s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.
Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
life’s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrow’s frieze, -
imagination’s tease.
Stars stringing far horizon,
translation could retain,
within truth's sphere - it lies on
heart purified from stain.
Soft soul rainbow relies on,
prismatic white won't wane.
Life's multicoloured mesh
was netted on mind’s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
is sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gift flesh,
lend wave-lengths from themselves.
Past days are passed! Fresh wings
unfurl, truth's banner stays,
explaining causal swings
through an enlightened gaze,
serenity's strong rings
ignores both pain and praise.
Each day brings hope, Life’s frame
mirrors far stars a-gleaming,
revolving, never tame
sends light, delight flight seeming
eternal. Some exclaim
time modifies all meaning.
Yet Truth remains the same
mortality redeeming,
serves neither gold nor fame.
Bright beacon ever beaming
beyond Time's petty shame,
beckons with light rays streaming.
From falsehood flee, find fast
in truth's ruth rede refusal
of discord, strife, at last
nor bias nor recusal
holds fort, for just thoughts' cast
surpasses all perusal.
Each is of each a glow,
true echo which at first,
sounds dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as “Truth†- The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.
(2 August 1995 revised 3 September and 23 September 2009 expanded 15 January 2011 robi03_0761for previous versions see below)
I dream of coloured showers
to dissipate mind's mist,
endowering me with powers
to understand much missed
in studying Man’s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.
Stars stringing far horizon,
translation could retain,
within love's sphere - it lies on
heart purified from stain -
moon beam soft soul relies on
while love lasts need not wane.
Life's multicoloured mesh
was netted on mind’s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
was sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gave flesh,
lent wave-lengths from themselves.
Past days are passed! Fresh wings
unfurls bright banner, stays
explaining causal swings
to an enlightened gaze,
serenity's strong rings
ignores both pain and praise.
Each day brings hope, Life’s frame
mirrors far star a-gleaming
revolving, never tame
sends light, delight flight seeming
eternal, we exclaim
time modifies all meaning.
Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
life’s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrow’s frieze, -
imagination’s tease.
Each is of each a glow,
an echo which at first,
though dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as “Truth†- The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.
2 August 1995 revised 3 September 2009 and 23 September 2009
for previous version see below
I dream of coloured showers
to waft away the mist,
endowering me with powers
to understand, assist,
the study of Man’s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.
Stars strings wing far horizon,
stars pocket would retain,
within love's sphere - it lies on
heart pure that knows no stain -
moon beam soft soul relies on
while love lasts may ne'er wane.
This multicoloured mesh
was netted on mind’s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
was sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gave flesh,
not wave lengths from themselves.
Past days are passed! Fresh wings
breathe beauty here that stays
to light Time as it swings
upon enlightened gaze,
‘tis intuition’s rings
ignoring pain and praise.
Each day brings hope, Life’s frame
mirrors the star thats gleaming
afar and ne’er the same
sends light, delight that's s[tr]eeming
eternal, while the game
is played with changing meaning.
Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
life’s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrow’s frieze, -
imagination’s tease.
Each is of each a glow,
an echo which at first,
though dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as “Truth†- The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.
2 August 1995 2nd verse added 3 September 2009
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Fresh Dimensions
Magic passion lifts aloft life’s song,
as love's light flexes butterfly-bright wings,
unchains hope's scope, reclaims aims' heartfelt rings,
dreams forward stream, finds feelings fair and strong.
Enigmas are resolved - false right, true wrong -
curb rash rush to judgement, insight brings
on innate understanding, softly sings
revealing fresh dimensions where “belong”
real empathy may entertain, prolong.
Invite proactive flight free from kite strings,
exile Time’s agression, salve past stings -
response sees through all torture-mirage tongs
attains new plane where each from each learns much,
spins sentiments meant to enhance shared touch.
10 June 2006 revised 18 May 2008 for previous version see below
Breathless passion lifts aloft life’s song,
Existence flexes butterfly-bright wings,
Leads to true aims attained, - unchained heart rings
Ideal dream’s forward stream, finds feelings strong.
No preconceptions air false right, true wrong,
Dare rush to judgement, for fresh insight brings
An innate understanding as scope sings
Boundless expansion where the word “belong”
Empathy may entertain, prolong.
Leave Time’s agression, all unpleasant stings,
Invite proactive flight free from kite strings.
New doors lead into sharing far from nong!
Draw inspiration to enhance and cheer
A reach where each from each learns vision clear.
10 June 2006
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Acceptance Dance
She stands on river's brink to think
of future fair ahead,
holds hands with wonder's link to ink
all hope her heart has said.
She dreams beyond the veil this tale
to share where all mundane
may shed away, hope's gleam won't fail
to soothe away past pain.
She sways below the mountain high
to rhythms heart may start
to startle into starlit sky
from hibernation, chart
the way to interplay which may
anticipations meet,
where each day's reach may break away
from cares, and, sharing, greet
dreams blessed as fears fade, laid to rest,
metamorphosis wished -
renewed is zest, heart's treasure chest
unlocked, unblocked, relished.
She leans into the breeze and sees
fresh opportunities
where Love love frees to please, to tease,
to seize beyond the seas
Joy where she understands all lands
by rainbow bridge are spanned,
as mountain lies at peace with skies
where providence joins hands
with laughter, light, by day, by night,
by insight spurred to fly
on wings of white to true delight -
acceptance seeks no 'Why? '...
3 September 2007
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Melting Pot in Melting Point: A Test Taste after Wanda Lea Brayton
Wing with me through sunrise sweet,
to shed cocoons and spread the sky
with wonder which the dark’s defeat
soon celebrates, to answer why,
puts fears at rest, - no wish deny.
Surprise, where eyes together meet,
melts walls, as none need quantify
new hope no cyclone gust could cheat.
Due cycle, spin, win trust, supply
true scope both Time and Tide defy
Soul in soul can thus complete
its mission~fission and ally
heart once apart from heart to greet
with fresh~baked bread and apple pie
from typhoons, twisters, home and dry.
May mind in mind forever share
discoveries as fresh breeze brings
new hope tonight, to melt despair,
pours joy on troubled waters, sings
horizons fair where no storm swings.
Ripples, small at first, spread where
hope’s atmosphere springs spry, hurt’s stings
are eased to forecast future fair
no need to feed on fear, pull strings
attached to taut strings tied to ‘things’:
Emotions, countless, count, repair
at last the past as fast light’s rings
can interact, new Act prepare,
each scene of which the changes rings,
unseen may stitch enheartenings.
Jingle gently, sweet refrain
of dance inscribed in Book of Fate
where heartache neither know again, -
seed Love none need to counterfeit
feed Love which will not dissipate.
Mingle gently, naught retain,
as aspirations shared translate
dreams into interplay on plane
above tides’ ebb and wane debate,
above all bonds of weight and wait.
Single goes against the grain.
To fuse, refusing solid state,
momentum, mustered, must maintain,
to sow, to grow, to flow, create,
enlightenment anticipate.
Reach me, teach me Life, my Dear,
fears, needs dissolved, cares melts away, -
with each in each, tears disappear,
in time, in rhyme, as interplay
emotions felt in tune may play.
Expand awareness, shed false fear
suppressed emotions melt, - life may
entertain a change of gear
which freedom fosters making hay
while shared sun shines, holds clouds at bay.
Open up as inner ear
taps harmony where once dismay
depressed, entrapped, each hemisphere,
where doubt within, without, would sway
impressions, blinkered insight clear...
© Jonathan Robin Parody written 1 September 2005 – after Wanda Lea Brayton – Romantic Rhyme
Romantic Rhyme
Sing to me of sweet sunrise
fresh~baked bread & apple pies
There is a sonnet in your eyes
my Heart melts, 'tis no surprise
Whisper soft the things you know
all the places that we will go
how your affection you'll always show
that you'll plant flowers all in a row
Murmur gently your sweet refrain
of how we'll dance wildly in the rain
that you'll never try to cause me pain
& that your Love you'll never feign
Speak to me of Life so dear
that I shall have no need to fear
& how you'll wipe away my tears,
for we shall share the passing years
31 August 2005 11: 55 p.m.
© Wanda Lea Brayton
poem by Jonathan Robin
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A Gleam Of Hope
From despair to a gleam of hope
I wrote this poem to dream of hope...........
Hope is a candle in my dark
At night he is the sparkling stars
Hope is my eternal dream
In the day he's my sunbeam
Hope so special - makes my life
He saves my heart from inner strife
Hope is my window opened wide
After my rain - my rainbow guide
Hope is my perfect scenting flower
Against all strife, he gives me power
Hope fights for me heroically
While the whole world opposes me
Hope for my weakness - for my sadness
He is my strength - he is my gladness
Hope knocks my door of loneliness
His key, a sweet smile, gives me gladness
Hope is a mystery an enigma
His soft light mellows his charisma
Hope is the roots of a fruitful tree
He matures me and he makes me free!
{September 11,2009}
***a gleam of HOPE is the light of LIFE
poem by Glamorous Enigma
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Dreams Rise Up
dreams rise up
in soft glows
aspiring heaven
lit perfection
the lover of dreams
took twelve hundred
slip coloured balloons
with care blew each up
to release these mind
singing symbols mind
stirring free to rise up
into awaiting air then
for the eternal beauty
of dark velvet starlit
night released twelve
hundred lit warm glowing
lanterns to complement
God’s glory created
in a universe of light
complete perfect unity
the lover of dreams
smiled as each soft
spoken dream departed
in love in mind flight
to places unseen
in depths of hazel
dove eyes love relit
in wonder glowing
in sparkle soft glow
as stars sky danced
with flame lanterns
in a glorious soul
sight inspiring dreams
God above smiled in
gift human appreciative
dreams while angels
creation wide sang
tribute to our heavenly
creator time passed
in life times spent in
a love of inspiring
dreams till eyes still
aglow did finally close
on life earthly dreams
then to maestro composer
of all creation wondrous
alive soul departed in loves
worship embracing divine God
with new soul born heavenly
dreams in immaculate eyes
a precious red-coloured jasper
stone glows rainbow emerald
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Gift of Love
Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Gift of Love
Lift glad eye, live lauded, new dream's due destined stream
O I at murky care oil magic eased, view so
Vision is seen all loving, fresh oaths twinned souls sow.
Earth I bless, heed anew, trust to love's lifelong gleam.
Let heart flow free, reap strong emotional shared theme
Yet find mind-share where all is rare, close kin souls grow.
Radiant fair, each may ever forwards free go
As scope one's way could hope to scrap base evil scheme
Remorse steps back. Unroll, dear, your true talents' beam,
Each must share, maid unite for happy future's flow.
May our decree play out, fear old melts, joys gold glow.
As sunny skies, prayers blend to lend hope, past redeem.
Gaudeamus echo if tenderness free sun
I Come to you, sing on, mauled config draw now won.
external acrostic
Lovely Rare Magic
Internal acrostic palimpsests
Girl may care, love
Now won ward gift of love enlivens life's mosaic
Listen to the song of your heart's dream's due destined stream
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using essentially the same internal acrostics
Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Laugh, Share Magic
Lift upward drive, laugh to share dream on stream,
Ail not, new dare oils pro-active vast flow.
Unspent talent lilliputians nowhere know
Gut triumph speeds, new light tells growth may gleam.
Hid heart-flow free, reap strong exalting theme.
Shining mind-share, where all rare spirits grow,
He, trustful, teaching, special harvests sow,
As scope one's way shows, hope, no scrappy scheme
Reacts to take back stray heyday insight's beam.
Each must shine, more, unite for talents glow
May offer useful growth, autonomy show
Assuring this, grey past taos to light's dream.
Gauge this echo. If sonnet sets free soul,
I come to you, sing on, heart aspiring whole.
external acrostic
Laugh, Share Magic
Internal acrostic palimpsests
Girl may care, love
Gift of hope enlivens life's mosaic
Listen to the song of your heart see dream on stream
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~...In Days Of Yore~
A different sort of glimmer
'Tis shed in Spring time days
Along the red rose gardened path
Where youth and love once stayed
The Light shed 'twas much brighter
The air fresh with a rose kissed mist
The arms of my cherished lover
Brought us together with eternal kiss
But those days they are gone forever
Aging dreams of a rose coloured lane
When my youth took me to higher altitudes
And kept at bay any shred of pain
poem by Theodora Onken
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Living Joy
Past the broken dreams
Far past fountains of sorrow
No foul bird flies free
Hope is an endless tomorrow
Lay your fears by the way side
Diamond shores in the regal sun
Golden smiles from eternal sky
Today my journey has just begun
Soft voices from the tall pines
Summer roses in the heart of faith
Everything is growing deep inside
I know I shall be shown the way
Fountains flow in secret praise
The land of gardens opens wide
My soul transcends a world of pain
I see blossoms of yellow and white
Have you heard the stars singing
Song birds nest in every tree
In the valley the bells are ringing
My spirit has been set free
The moon shines like a mystic friend
Dawn is a sanctuary of eternal life
Over the mountains hope rises again
The darkness flees before the light
Living joy comes to the broken night
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Holy September
A kiss on the lips of today
For stepping into tommorow.
The blinds are closed for now.
Don't sell yourself for sorrow.
Oh! Precious my september.
Begins with all the stars.
Buses from the summer.
In september driving cars.
Praising my september.
Praising all my needs.
Sends me to tomorrow.
September grows my seeds.
Officers of my journey.
With love inside the day.
The tolerance of my wonder.
The tolerence of my dismay.
Nestled in september.
You've wakened from those dreams.
Oh holy, my september.
The cloth around my seams.
September shines around me,
Like the sun onto my day.
September my september.
Is there any other way?
poem by Attia Taylor
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Ars Poetica
Some from within, some from without,
without a doubt set to,
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to flow, grow, glow. Thereto
through weaving in and weeding out
touch base with Nature, cue
time, place, as twins defeat and wins
ignored are through and through.
No need to shout, run roundabout,
use artificial glue,
scribe’s violin tunes, underpins,
technique as heart rings true.
Sensations scout, don’t beat about
the bush, tout false virtue,
The poet’s string must second skin
become, ne’er dumb, askew.
Words work their way by night and day
from phases past, to light
through threads at play that more threads lay,
reeled phrases feed fresh flight.
(30 March 2005 revised 9 June 2007 and 1 February 2012)
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Poetics
Some from within some from without
without a doubt flow true
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to grow, and then glows too
through weaving in and weeding out -
touch intuitions know
from phases past so phrases last
through threads which more threads sow...
(30 March 2005)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Doorway
I stand in the doorway to my soul,
The door is locked and you threw away the key,
Please find it in your heart to forgive, then look me in the eye,
Find the key that unlocks the door, let me back in to our soul,
You did it without me but together we can do so much more,
Stay in the light and there will be no night anymore.
The pain is gone the heart is strong,
The future bright with stars and light,
The fear is gone the love is strong,
The love that shines is the eternal mind.
The deepest well has spat me out into the night,
I am lost and blind without your light,
Please be my friend in my darkest hour,
Help me find myself tonight,
The future calls, our pain been heard,
I feel your love like a beacon in the night,
Together we will bring the light to all,
Tarry not for the time is nigh,
Lead me out of this maze, to a new crazy world,
Where brotherhood is true love and friendship reigns,
Where peace comes quickly to those who forgive.
March 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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It must be for inspiration
It must be for inspiration that you created the heavens,
the earth, the sky, the sea
I look at the stars and I am contented that there is peace,
a calmness right into my soul
It must be for inspiration that you created man,
his heart, his soul, his spirit
I look at how he goes about his life and there is wonder,
how you have made us so wise
It must be for inspiration that you have brought people together,
they court, they join their lives, they grow old
I look at how they have fulfilled their dreams in the eyes of their kids,
it brings a special longing in my heart to have my dreams fulfilled too
It must be for inspiration that I met you at this time,
I was busy, was lonely, was caught up
I look at how God has allowed circumstances to turn,
after sometime there was spark that cannot be denied
It must be for inspiration that i have met you and you are such
a pleasant gift at the right time
I look at my busy days and you give me delight each day,
I am inspired, I'm happy, I am blessed
Looking at you, I don't know yet the purpose,
for now I'm thinking it must be for inspiration
poem by Claire Ann Pajo Sansolis
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Woman of God
Deep in the crevices we touch life
Down and down into a sea of gold
Woven in stars from grand eons
We are a dream from the throne
Music plays from mystic trees
Fruit bright with living light
Saturn shines like a lovers caress
Rivers sigh with whispering night
She is a well from a deep river
Streams of peace flow from above
Thirsty hearts drink pure water
Lilies of the field tenderly love
Visions blend with daily eternity
Joy radiates with a pure blue glow
Unity the treasure of redemption
Past the past we struggle and grow
Touch the very hem of beauty
She brings the kiss of temporal time
Price above rubies, virtue and warmth
Light a fire with the torch of moonlight
Groaning deep in agony of soul
Temporary love becomes worldly lust
A kingdom not made by hands of man
Do you reach for love past this dust?
This mortal coil is filled with despair
Thorns and thistle on a bed of time
Hope must be in the permanent realm
Dying flowers lose their summer light
I seek essence in your sky above
Paths born in the eternal spring
Touch me with life that never ends
Let me hear the bright angels sing
A Woman of God shines for evermore
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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I Love The Word Hope
I love the word hope 'tis a great word it keeps reminding you when you are down
That in many ways you are lucky you are not the worst off in the town
Compared to some you are quite lucky and though you may not be one of the privileged few
There's hope and comfort in the thought that many are worse off than you.
I love the word hope it seems positive to hope for the good days ahead
For life for you is scarce worth living if the hope in your heart it is dead
To hope for a better tomorrow is the thing that keeps us keeping on
For you do not have much to live for if hope out of your life is gone.
I love the word hope it's uplifting for those who are feeling quite low
For as they say hope springs eternal and out of hope success can grow
And one can only see a dark future for one who is struggling to cope
If that person has lost the great gift the gift that we all know as hope.
I love the word hope it's a great gift those who have it in them have fight
They keep on going through the dark tunnel till finally they reach the light
And when you retain hope through your hard days you are telling the World I'm alive
For without it life on you much harder and you find it so hard to survive.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Love Is The Only Light
Then the lights go down on me
When the truth is hard to see
When hope is fading out of site
Love is the only light
When my world becomes unreal
And the pain is all I feel
When I can't find the love I knew
It's sad but true
We find ourselves crying cos we can't make it last
We hope for the future then we reach for the past
When you find yourself alone tonight
Please believe me
Love is the only light
When I find no reasons why
And it's time to say goodbye
When there's nothing left to say or do
It's sad, sad but true
We find ourselves crying cos we can't make it last
We hope for the future then we reach for the past
When you find yourself alone tonight
Please believe me
Love is the only light
Burn my fingers
Feel the pain
Kiss the flame
And start again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
We find ourselves crying cos we can't make it last
We hope for the future then we reach for the past
When you find yourself alone tonight
Please believe me
Love is the only light
Love is the only light
When you find yourself alone tonight
Please believe me
Love is the only light
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Dreaming Upon the Open Air of Endless Possibilities
Towards the sky,
Dreams lay breathless
Pausing for beautiful serenity
Resting at ease
Amongst the essence of endless possibilities
Blessed by the visions that have yet to be achieved
Prospecting visions upon a deep thought provoking venture
Ambitions, A breath of fresh air has been released
Funneling hope towards sweet scented loyalty
Smells of new found confidence
Upon these newly formed inner beliefs
That all will grow beyond a once tiny spec of acceptance
Frolicking on like a Child without any worry
Nostalgia, sweet nostalgia
Going back to this youthful imagination
Giving wings to the flight of yesterday's wishes
Striving to recapture the confidence that escaped me years ago
Becoming at peace with every pain that had me under it's control
Imagination has no limits whatsoever
Oh, How I love living inside myself
What about the outside?
Reality hits
The present comes back with a switchblade vengeance
Stabbing itself straight into my heart
Shattering itself into thorns
So it can be the crown endearment of this mind
As misery makes itself at home again
Who is that I see?
Who is this person's reflection in front of me?
Looks so familiar
Why is he smiling at me?
Me? It is I?
How can this be?
I put my hand upon this very mirror
Being pulled right in
How can this be?
My reflection switches sides
As I shatter into many small pieces
It's me, It's truly me
A brand new me
Still feeling the things always felt
Yet, As I walk outside I breathe fresh air
Loneliness has it's burdens
But only time can cleanse itself of pain
Love, Coming it's way from self
Spreading abroad towards welcoming faces to see, Seize
Towards the sky I breathe on strong
Walking hand in hand with love
No one walks besides me
But I can dream while I am still alone
This heart beats to the tune of a lover's ballad
Winds of change harp ethereal chimes
Reigning golden amongst a future of mutual admirations
As dreams become a possibility of happiness and so on
I came back to go forward
Towards a life woven by unconditional love
Was this a dream? A vision
I guess only time will tell
Out of myself
And into the light
Is where I need to be
In this self love I spread
Beyond the long and winding distance ahead of me
Off to,
Wherever my heart, mind and soul may roam
May the future grow beyond even it's own wildest dreams
poem by James Darwin Smith II
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A New Year's Message To Joseph Mazzini
Send the stars light, but send not love to me.
Shelley.
I
Out of the dawning heavens that hear
Young wings and feet of the new year
Move through their twilight, and shed round
Soft showers of sound,
Soothing the season with sweet rain,
If greeting come to make me fain,
What is it I can send again?
2
I know not if the year shall send
Tidings to usward as a friend,
And salutation, and such things
Bear on his wings
As the soul turns and thirsts unto
With hungering eyes and lips that sue
For that sweet food which makes all new.
3
I know not if his light shall be
Darkness, or else light verily:
I know but that it will not part
Heart's faith from heart,
Truth from the trust in truth, nor hope
From sight of days unscaled that ope
Beyond one poor year's horoscope.
4
That faith in love which love's self gives,
O master of my spirit, lives,
Having in presence unremoved
Thine head beloved,
The shadow of thee, the semitone
Of thy voice heard at heart and known,
The light of thee not set nor flown.
5
Seas, lands, and hours, can these divide
Love from love's service, side from side,
Though no sound pass nor breath be heard
Of one good word?
To send back words of trust to thee
Were to send wings to love, when he
With his own strong wings covers me.
6
Who shall teach singing to the spheres,
Or motion to the flight of years?
Let soul with soul keep hand in hand
And understand,
As in one same abiding-place
We keep one watch for one same face
To rise in some short sacred space.
7
And all space midway is but nought
To keep true heart from faithful thought,
As under twilight stars we wait
By Time's shut gate
Till the slow soundless hinges turn,
And through the depth of years that yearn
The face of the Republic burn.
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Order To Chaos 687
Truth be told night falls close you eyes to your surprise the demise of day to night stars come out to night a heart beats ever so more gentle fast and furious thunder rains falls it pours the coldness in your veins to the warmth of love and serenity in ur eyes the stars fade away over hours sun shines hot and heavy a clock tick and it tocks as ur heart rocks the essence in your mind your so devine a fool to cool or are you last so far back farther back in time lookin to the future it slips away sliding into the unknown gone away gone from you mind mind torn torn asunder heart ripped ashred wake up wake up to blue skies and sandy surf a clear ocean alovley beach beauitful people surround you is this amiss or is this real you'll never know you fall asleep your mind you wander the heavens in your subconscience going here and there where and whenver your mind chooses go into eternal sweetness and delight in your heart feel the warmth of light never stray from the path of truth and hope soon when you awake you find order in life
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Star of Shadows
~STAR OF SHADOWs~
STAR OF SHADOWS GONE IS THE BRIGHTNESS IN WHICH U HAV FILLED MY HEART AND MY SOUL NOW IS THE DARKNESS ETERNAL IN WHCIH SWALLOWS EVERYTHING HIDDEN IS THE PATH I TRAVEL STAR LIGHT GONE MOON LIGHT IS NO MORE COLD GROWS THE DAYS AND NIGHT IN WHICH FOLLOWS afterwards gone is ur love in which has fullfilled my heart in ur absence lost i am for minutes hours days turn to years wander around lost for a while i am and have crazy is as crazy in this now darkened world eveything seems strange and confusin hope litte in which i seem to have ne lil bit of light shimmers and then slwoly fades to nuthing on the path of forever lonliness i must seem and feel like insane craZy or crazy insane i feel the hopelessness dawns on me now and forever more try harder go harder achieve sumtin n e thing must i yes but hard is the fact that all and everything has been consumed by a dark darkness that blinds me in which there is nuthing not but a hope of this or that i knows i will git sumwhere n e where left right up and down to starlight eternal heavens golden and bright i once saw in a dream but hell darkness lights faded to nothingness deeper into hell my emotions feel as if my soul has been torn to shreds this new war with my self consumes my very soul i am torn asunder my mind has lost its edge gone is my sharpness good times are but a distant memory in whcih feels like light years hav passed star of shadows in the shadows of all the the stars light is gone omega now an forever more the path is sumwhere in the far distant yonder fields of yesteryear to the future i march blind as a bat i listen but only hear the echoes of my heart beating sumwhere along this broken path enlightment is what i will find until then lost now forever more i feel until i find the light.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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A ray of light! !
A Ray of Light
I opend up window in the moon light
Moonfairy shining bright
Giving up a ray of light
All haunted dreams shimering the sky
A Ray of Ligh
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Telling the stories of past
Wid the charm of its night
Where Stars smiling bright
A Ray of light
Holding sky in hand
Looking for another night
O my! its moonlight
Drops appearing in bright light
Givvng the hope of morning bright
A Ray of Light
Hold my hand n let it fall
Coz its coming of day light
music playng lovely n delight
A Ray of Light
poem by Somia Race
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