Tag Archives: #emotion

THE CYCLE OF LIFE’S COLORS

ablaze   beached-brash     dusty flamboyant
fluorescent gaily heart in life  by harmonious expectation…
of rejection?!
so harshly my lover;  iridescently
in  your ways
and at times when the blue jay
hesitates in song — monotone
and muted in love; is when the feeling of
joy turns pastel begging
restrain as the last moments
i have remembered in sepia
as photographs so old they are
red-brown colored;
to have known love so translucent
and vivid — a shade violent!
just too painful to recall
and now all white a washed in
what-WAS and isNOW

:: 07-21-2015 ::


SYMPHONY NO 7, 2ND MOVEMENT (Herr Beethoven)

BE still bea-
ting aching
d
y
i
ngLY
wishing dream(ing)
h e A R T
when nowhere lines
the treeline of
life and com-
passion!  Be well
beating fists
upon my mind!
over Ocean’s voice
through seagull’s throat
that mortal path
beneath restless
d r e a m  s
TO WISH is butterfly
wings!  To awaken:
rebirth of Life!

:: 06-09-2015 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 037

confession: my life is emotion
more than words which i write
that emotion speaks to me
more clearly than the tongue
and a written word- better

a feeling sometimes, a little
just a kitten needing milk
and others, a beast untamed
nothing can stay it’s rage
a prisoner am i; a soul cage

emotionmy dwelling hole
and at times the mountain peak
but often a middle ground —
therefore when you speak to me
know i am feeling each word

that, emotion speaks to me
more clearly than the tongue
and a written word- better

:: 04-04-2014 ::


BUTTERFLY TOUCH

I AM so I was
there I be
between the has
a step ahead
fire-time burn
Not to rest
yet to be
I surge upon
the emerald seas

A point in time
butterfly touch
flitter-be
convey emotion
will-power sees
weakness in fabric
time-winds tight
spinning busy
with-my cocoon-be

::01-15-2014::


PARTICLE OR STREAM

IF I think before I feel
the reaction is particles
of streaming actions
But when I feel and allow
my actions to take root
the result is a stream
of flowing love

Such is the double-slit
experiment of coherent light
its such a wondrous delight
the observer takes hold
of the observed in suspicion
the result is conclusive —
the mind is cold and calculated
but to feel is warmth and love

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HONESTY BEGGED AN ANSWER

HONESTY begged — an answer
From me it asked impossibility

Forgetting my place within time
I spoke the truth — almost benign

Thunder split the world within
First a crack then a fissure

Old souls cried a sorrowful song
and blood drenched the lids of eyes

Knowing truth as some may say
is keener than a sharpened blade

Sometimes best to hear — a wind
than feel the storm of emotional pain
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