Making Our Leaps Of Faith
above the immersion layer
standing on the cliff's edge
or flying to close to the sun
is exactly where some of us
are always supposed to be
as we make our leaps of faith
Inspired by the poem ‘Defiance! ’ by Eric Cockrell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Defiance!
standing on the cliff's edge,
we look down through clouds
to the jagged rocks below.
wings scorched, flying too
close to the sun....
eyes stinging with the dust
of a thousand worlds
that have come and gone...
sweat glistening on the marks
and bruises left by struggle.
the stink of fear clutching
at our throats, heavy on our chests...
we stare into each other's eyes,
without a word, join hands,
and make the leap....
flying, or falling....
as one!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Legacy Of A True Sage
a simple yet mystic poem
with insight into the infinite
is the legacy of a true sage
Inspired by the poem ‘Stranger Between Us’ by Eric Cockrell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Thoughts-2
'a man's supposed to provide for his family...'
i see them standing in line at the unemployment office...
or working whatever job they can get,
for half of what they're worth.
half-drunk, and pounding their fists
against the wall...
(praying for a gun)
i know how it feels to be trapped...
dont tell me we're not supposed to be angry!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Nest Of Straw
if i make you a nest of straw,
and a firepit of mud...
and we make love in the moonlight,
in perfect rhythm with the wind,
will the silence know your name?
and when you arise with the dawn,
and step to the edge
to try your wings...
will you look back
just for an instant?
will you leave a tear
on a budding leaf?
and if by faith i believe,
in spite of, despite of....
and give you the body of my soul...
will you leave a marker by my grave?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Serving Lost Souls Tired Broken
an excellent
extension of praying
extended
into social context
contemporary community
is poem ‘You’re Praying’
ash mud star dust
wins favour with God
when serving lost
souls tired broken aged
desperate who need
compassion blessings
Inspired by the poem ‘You’re Praying’ by Eric Cockrell. Split Imaging from the poem ‘Time For A Little Praying’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Falling Off The Face (Of The Earth)
falling off the face
of the earth....
going too fast for the curve.
running headlong into a stone wall,
losing my grip on the ledge.
plowing too deep...
standing too close to the fire.
feeling the blade on my fingers,
tasting the poison on my lips.
standing beneath my work,
watching it fall back into my face.
poised on the wrong end of the barrel,
ready to fight, unarmed, outnumbered.
two steps beyond doubt takes faith....
yea, i've been there just like you.
falling off the face
of the earth....
together!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Nest
in your heart
there's a nest,
where those with
broken wings go,
to rest and to heal
in the arms of love...
may i abide there forever!
in your soul a cliff,
where the daring go
to test their wings
against freedom's skies...
may i leap from that cliff,
without looking back!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Silence Wept
and I and I,
desire and death...
the garden of you,
and spider webbed dreams.
pine sap running, hot and molten,
my tongue rests...
inside your soul.
love me dammit,
or write me letters.
send them to
'destination unknown'!
buy a dress for my funeral,
a hat, and new shoes...
any color but black!
inside and inside,
peeling layer after layer.
conversation of sparrows,
struck mute by flesh.
you taste sweat of summer,
i am past late autumn.
the gods of time lied!
what if i wrote you a poem,
and silence wept?
would you hear the train,
and point to the sky?
would you pray for rain?
and listen for the sound...
of the knock on your innermost door!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Small Miracle Hands
smile wonder of small hands
fitting older hands in perfect unison
a miracle as harmony steps
Inspired by the poem ‘Miracle! ’ by Eric Cockrell
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Stardust
sleeping with Rilke,
wrapped in the rain.
attaining the heights
and depths of smallness...
unfolding, unwrapping,
of such is living;
layer upon layer
we discover ourselves
in everything that breathes,
in clouds, trees bent with rain.
in the hollow of the wind
where all is stillness.....
in the ordinary, the common,
we find stardust in a bird's
abandoned nest, in a nail
on the side of the barn...
rusted with time
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Stretch Into New Horizons
limits fabric
yield to elastic
exploration
investigation
as we source focus
stretch ourselves
into new horizons
of understanding complex
prime importance
ever elusive
alluring first
step beyond
Inspired by the poem ‘To The Limits’ by Eric Cockrell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Story Teller’s Touch
as a folk song a fable or short story
all great life poems still echo haunt
with life themes of universal wisdom
Inspired by the poem ‘Half Drunk In Jesus Town’ by Eric Cockrell
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Somewhere At The Edge Of A Poem
SOMEWHERE AT THE EDGE OF A POEM
Somewhere at the edge of a poem
Is another poem
And that poem too leads to another
And poem after poem
The whole of a life is written.
And when not one single line of that poem is read
It goes down into the ground as if it never were.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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There Was A Poem I Waited To Be Inspired By
THERE WAS A POEM I WAITED TO BE INSPIRED BY
There was a poem I waited to be inspired by -
I heard it once and then again and again
And each time it reminded me
That elsewhere there were others who knew how to believe in life-
And so I told myself
I would try to write down one day
A poem of my own
Which would give others hope also.
Now writing this I think of myself as a kind of fiction-
But what great poems of hope and faith there have been
And what great voices mankind has known-
It almost makes one believe
That such a voice can come again
Even if it is not necessarily my own-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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That First Taste Of Wildness
oh, that first taste of wildness,
danger electric, intoxicating,
walking on the edge,
flapping your arms
...as if you could fly!
the first kiss, the first warm bodied
lover naked in your arms,
the first taste of flesh....
the first whisper of secrets exchanged,
the first tear of parting.
the first battle fought, the first time
knocked down, struggling to your feet,
the first taste of blood,
the first questions why,
the first resolve to endure!
the first bareback ride,
the first motorcycle too fast,
the first spinning out of control....
the first laugh to hide your fear,
the first brush with mortality!
oh, that first taste of wildness,
that never leaves your mouth!
(inspired by a poem written by Shadow Girl)
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Poem In My Mind
you cannot steal my poem
it is in my mind
you cannot put an end to my poem
it is alive
it has the wings of an eagle
flying high
nesting on a cliff
a very high cliff
beyond the grasp of my hands
it is wild
as wild as the cobra in the forest
but when i recall it back
in my memory
it becomes gentle as a dove
as tamed as
my dog
wagging its tail behind my
back
it becomes a tamed horse
waiting for my
ride.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Land Gone Black Global Nightmare
A Land Gone Black global nightmare
seems to be a spectral image that haunts
global interaction political world trade
commerce sets base minimum price
virgin land is exploited for all resources
ripped greedily but not wisely ground
renewable resources solar wave wind
are discarded with industrial grip contempt
for decades by oiled robber baron despots
once I thought in a Moment In Time
“The flash of the president’s pen
deals with the life of men.
Starting a war settling a score
all happens so far away.”
But the poor ever suffer among us
eyes of sick starving children accuse us...
“the soldiers of petroleum
buy a whore, a dime, a quarter.
dine on the flesh of children; ...”
Inspired by the poem ‘A Land Gone Black’ by Eric Cockrell. “The flash of the president’s pen” quotation is from the poem ‘Moment In Time’ by Terence George Craddock. Second quotation “the soldiers of petroleum” is from the poem ‘A Land Gone Black’ by Eric Cockrell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Let Us Be Men! (For Kevin Patrick)
must we then be sheep,
led by goats over the cliff
into the abyss of their pockets?
let us be men!
their greed be damned!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Standing On The Edge
In the middle of the night
I had a vision
It was bigger than life
Standing on the edge of my bed
She said come here, dont be afraid
Her tongue opened like a shot
Oh bang bang
Ten feet tall, laser eyes
Killer body, killer thighs
She drew me a fine line
Whats wrong whats right
I didnt know what to think
She seemed to know what to drink
I was stunned by her gun
Couldnt walk, couldnt run
Well she drew me a picture
And it seemed so true
Standing on the edge
And watching my life flash by
Standing on the edge
Shes lookin right through my eyes
Love is passin by
Right before my eyes
And Im wondering why
Whats the reason
That Im standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Right here in my face
I had a vision
That was bigger than life
Oh connie likes nighttime, every night
Connie likes candy, every bite
All day sucker, connie might
Swallow that thing cause she does it right
Im weak in the knees
Im beggin you please
Just ask for more
She just wants affection
My soldiers at attention
No I dont know
Why youre doin this to me
Standing on the edge
And watching my life flash by
Standing on the edge
Shes lookin right through my eyes
Love is passin by
Right before my eyes
And Im wondering why
Whats the reason
That Im standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Well she told me
In the biblical sense
And she told me
In the strictest confidence
She told me
We were worlds apart
She told me, she told me
I dont know why Im here
She said, dont be afraid
Standing on the edge
And watching my life flash by
Standing on the edge
Youre lookin right through my eyes
Standing on the edge
Light flashes before my eyes
Standing on the edge
And watchin my world crash by
Love is passing by
Right before my eyes
And I wonder why
Whats the reason
That Im standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Im standing on the edge (repeat and fade)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Tell Me You're Near!
i close my eyes,
waiting for the hand inside mine...
for the smell that is faith,
in the breath i breathe.
for the kiss that gives,
with a sparrow's intentions.
for the heartbeat in chorus,
for soft fingers to close my eyes....
waiting.... as the clock grows dim...
can you feel me now?
tell me you're near!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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