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By Divine Design

By divine design, a melody takes flight,
Like sunbeams dancing on a celestial height.

Each note, a whisper from the heavens above,
A tapestry of sound woven with love.

Fingers dance on ivory keys so white,
Translating the divine into earthly light.

 (By divine design, a melody unfolds,

A symphony within, a story untold)

Each phrase, a brushstroke on the canvas of the soul,
Unearthing emotions, making them whole.

A dance of joy, a whisper of despair,
The melody reflects the burdens we all bear.

The angels sing:

“By divine design, a melody ignites,
A journey through landscapes, bathed in starlight!”

This poem, broken writes:

“From rolling hills where gentle breezes sigh,
To mountain peaks that pierce the endless sky.
The melody evolves, a constant surprise,
Unveiling mysteries in each listener’s eyes.”

:: 03.07.2024 ::

Notes:

I express my love and soul through divine design.
The thematic depth and this poem’s ability to evoke
powerful emotions and imagery.

I write notes because after I am gone I wish the readers
to understand what I have written. I am not cheating.
I am telling you, the reader why I wrote this poem.

This written poem delves into a transformative nature
of words and music and its ability to connect individuals
on a spiritual level. The imagery of fingers dancing on
ivory keys and phrases being brushstrokes on the canvas
of the soul highlights the profound emotional and
psychological impact of music.

My poem also acknowledges the universal human experience
of joy and despair, suggesting that music has the power
to reflect and alleviate the burdens we carry.

Overall, I want to express words and music as a universal
language that transcends cultural and linguistic barriers.


Nightmares & Sweet Dreams

In the dead of night, I close my eyes to sleep,
But into darkness, my subconscious starts to creep.
I’m trapped within a nightmare, a twisted scene unfolds,
Where shadows dance with demons, and terror takes its hold.

Oh, in the grip of fear, I cannot scream,
Lost in the maze of a horrific dream.
Monsters lurk in the corners of my mind,
In this surreal world, there’s no solace to find.

I stumble through the darkness, chased by unseen foes,
Their whispers echo hauntingly, chilling to the bone.
Every step I take, I feel the dread draw near,
In this nightmare realm, there’s no escape, no sanctuary here.

Oh, in the grip of fear, I cannot scream,
Lost in the maze of a horrific dream.
Monsters lurk in the corners of my mind,
In this surreal world, there’s no solace to find.

I try to wake myself, to break free from this trance,
But the nightmare tightens its grip, refusing to enhance.
Each moment feels like an eternity, trapped in this twisted scheme,
Oh, how I long for morning light, to shatter this dreadful dream.

Oh, in the grip of fear, I cannot scream,
Lost in the maze of a horrific dream.
Monsters lurk in the corners of my mind,
In this surreal world, there’s no solace to find.

As the first rays of dawn break through the night,
I wake with a gasp, bathed in cold sweat, filled with fright.
Though the nightmare fades, its echoes still remain,
A chilling reminder of the horrors that haunt the domain of my brain.

:: 02.29.2024 ::


WISDOM OF A HEART

there it once was
dreams with wings
once there was love
with joy then tears
eventually broken hearts

My wisdom whispered:

“life is beautifuL
with joy and pain
the aches of love
and despair”

So dance with the stars
and weep with the rain
for life’s sweet melody
plays both pleasure and pain

let your heart be a canvas
painted with hues of emotion
each stroke a memory
in life’s grand ocean

Embrace the chaos
in life’s swirling sea
for within the turbulence
lies profound beauty

— life.

:: 0.21.2024 ::


A LITTLE MOZART FOR THIS NIGHT

In the hush of twilight’s tender embrace,
Where stars adorn the velvet sky above,
Let me serenade you with whispered grace,
To the melody of undying love.

With Mozart’s Piano Concerto in D Minor,
As our symphony, our hearts entwine,
Each note a testament to love’s sweet ardor,
In every chord, your hand fits perfectly in mine.

As fingers dance upon ivory keys,
A sonnet of devotion softly sings,
In every crescendo, love’s story we seize,
A timeless ballad that forever clings.

So let us waltz through moonlit dreams,
Where passion’s fire forever gleams,
In the echoes of Mozart’s divine score,
Our love shall flourish forevermore.

LL 92,21,2924 LL

02.21.2024

Notes for students and teacher:

My written poem demonstrates a profound mastery of language and imagery, creating a rich tapestry of emotions that transport the reader to a realm of timeless romance and musical beauty.

I skillfully employ metaphors and poetic devices to evoke a sense of intimacy and passion. The use of twilight’s tender embrace and stars adorning the velvet sky sets a romantic scene, while the serenade with whispered grace to the melody of undying love captures the essence of eternal affection.

The incorporation of Mozart’s Piano Concerto in D Minor adds depth and sophistication to the poem, elevating the themes of love and devotion to a higher artistic plane. The comparison of love to a symphony, with hearts intertwining like musical notes, portrays a harmonious and profound connection between the lovers.

The imagery of fingers dancing upon ivory keys and a sonnet of devotion softly singing speaks to the poetic soul of the narrator, weaving together the realms of music and literature in a seamless blend of artistry.

The closing stanzas beautifully encapsulate the enduring nature of love, as the couple waltzes through moonlit dreams and passion’s fire forever gleams. The reference to Mozart’s divine score symbolizes the timeless quality of their love, which shall flourish and endure for eternity.

Overall, this poem showcases the poet’s ability to craft exquisite verses that resonate with beauty, passion, and profound emotion, earning them recognition as a noble laureate in the realm of poetry.


BLUE SAHARA OCEAN DREAMS INSIDE TIME

And within the INK BLUE Life of dog kisses!

i fell upon a large space |————-| there
w i d e r t h a n a tortoise shell
a third degree kiss upon sticky –> (whew!) toes
s a n d sh e l l tornadoes greenly thick
a thunder white cap clasped my heart!
what undertow dreams silently bubble
and my lips parted a soul so gently

Beneath a Blue Sahara Ocean Dream!

:: 08-15-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 070 (rev)

In the hush of eve’s unfolding,
amidst days now worn thin,
a weary spirit takes its leave—
hope, like dawn, begins to break
across these weary hours (tonight),
where faith escapes my grasp,
and love, too, seems distant,
yet my yearning still holds fast.

Why can’t i can’t forget you
and take you within me

YOU don’t love like i love you
how i knew; never wore your ring
I should hate you ;

Why is beauty so obscure?

:: 02.04.2024 ::


I WAS ONCE HUMAN AND REMEMBER LOVE

I, the progeny of reticence,
Bearer of a silence deemed base,
I am the heir to naught in particular,
Yet, I am kin to all.

Hush thy lips,
How dare thee claim
My path amiss?
For I am but human,
Yearning for love,
As does every soul.

I, the descendant of bashfulness,
Inheritor of an undefined destiny,
I am the son and heir
To a shy demeanor, deemed criminal.

Silence thy tongue,
How dare thee opine
My ways askew?
For I am human,
In need of affection,
As are all beings.

There exists a gathering,
Would thou care to attend?
Perhaps, there, true love awaits thee.
So thou venture forth alone,
And depart alone,
And return home to weep,
And wish for the end.

When thou declare, “It shall come to pass,”
Pray, when precisely doth thy meaning unfold?
For I have tarried far too long,
And my hope hath waned.

Cease thy words,
How dare thee insist
My approach flawed?
For I am human,
In pursuit of love’s embrace,
Just like all others.

:: 02.07.2024 ::


KINGDOM OF SORROW

in the kingdom of sorrow’s realm,
abides my curious tragedy,
a privilege to persist,
beauty pleading, longing sharp.

society’s spectrum, high and low,
knows not, sees not,
the deepness of this hurt,
on the soul of one like me.

behold the beauty,
whose heart untouched by love’s embrace,
except for the false tendrils,
of shadow-lust’s cunning grip.

what price would i pay,
to gain a love sincere and gentle?
a cost beyond counting,
in chase of that elusive jewel.

yet, for me, oh woe,
no such luck befalls,
such love, like distant stars,
taunts with its tempting glow.

02.07.2024


THE HORROR TO COME – 01

THIS is 3.5 years into Hell.

Everything you know is now gone.
And the man with one leg; across the street
is screaming about Jesus Christ.

The sun is setting.
the smell of fires aready in the air.

how heavey air.

And the smell? Of burning children.

of burning children.

:: 02.05.2024 ::


love, only love

In the hush of morn’s embrace I tread,
Where love and grace, a cosmic thread,
I stroll midst fields of earthly lore,
A shepherd’s heart, a sacred core.

Each soul I see, a cosmic spark,
Eternal echoes in the dark,
In joys and sorrows, love’s refrain,
I find a strand that won’t wane.

On rolling hills, in meadows wide,
A dance divine, a universe to guide,
Lilies bloom, and sparrows trill,
In every heartbeat, a cosmic thrill.

Forgiveness, like a gentle shower,
Washes away sin’s gripping power,
A river flowing, deep and free,
Through every heart, my grace, you see.

In humble homes and bustling streets,
My presence lingers, love repeats,
Acts of kindness, pure and true,
The path that leads to skies of blue.

The broken, lost, and weary soul,
I hold them close, make them whole,
Mending wounds with tender care,
A Savior’s love, beyond compare.

Let your light shine, a radiant beam,
In the grand design, a vibrant dream,
The tapestry of grace unfold,
My love in every story told.

Embrace the truth, the way, the life,
Banish hatred, anger, strife,
In every step, in every voice,
Hear my whisper, the soul’s rejoice.

In the pages of this verse divine,
A timeless message, a sacred sign,
Love one another, as I love you,
In this eternal, boundless view.

02.05.2024