Saturday, May 28, 2016

"Nature's song"



It is that time of year, yet, once again
Of sudden song and blooms and pouring rain
It burst out in the voice of flying things
The beauty rivals flowers as it sings
The tempo, then, begins its subtle play
To celebrate the song in nature's way

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Friday, May 27, 2016

"Satisfaction"


The satisfaction that we all desire
The purpose that embodies life's own fire
The charge that sparks the reasons and the sight
That lights the candles beggaring the night
Is all contained within the sum of one
The woman lights the way like setting sun
True satisfaction comes without a cost
It is the transcendental that is crossed
The satisfaction now becomes the norm
Life and all its hardships now reform
When love, unbounded, blossoms all attune
That setting sun becomes as bright as noon

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Friday, May 20, 2016

"Revels of the heart"


Respond to antics reveling the heart
Reflect the passion and the endless spark
Who gains the challenge of a life to hold
Who performs the chance so brash and bold
The mystic glance, repose with altered state
The wizard makes a change to fascinate
The revels of the heart will now reveal
That, all along, it had intent to steal
The mundane and the boredom of a life
All surgically removed with revel's knife

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Thursday, May 19, 2016

"In silences"



In silences, the soul knows not its worth
In splendour of the life it knows rebirth
The thought that life is more than crumpled shoes
Is necessary to awake the muse
Embracing life and waking of the dream
Brings sentiment like unrestrained sunbeam
Upon the template and domain of thought
An etching of transcendency is wrought

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Thursday, May 5, 2016

"The fog upon the ground"

The mist is swirling just above the ground
All thought is lost along with loss of sound
The muffling of the distant roars a blessing
As surf and tread assail the sense, less pressing
The life that scurries there beneath the fog
Acts as surrogate for analogue
The swirling of the shading veil beguiles
As life goes on with many endless trials

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