Friday, September 30, 2011
My Poet Woke Up
My Poet Woke Up
My poet woke up
to the vibration
of the first words
in my throat,
the exotic familiar
taste on my tongue.
I see words strung together
in a series of sacred moments,
I want to build a temple for them.
Word of the Day: detritus. (n) 1. debris 2. rock fragments
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
This Road I Travel
This Road I Travel
This road I travel,
the path within,
filled with light
contained by skin,
wrapped 'round bones,
my armature,
within my soul
I'm so much more
than what the human eye can see,
the body ends,
the light set free.
Word of the Day: preternatural. (adj) 1. existing outside of nature 2. exceeding what is natural or regular, extraordinary 3. inexplicable by ordinary means; especially: psychic
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Sheer Beauty
Sheer Beauty
Sheer beauty,
sheer beauty,
my soul deep within.
Covered by doubt,
I grow a thick skin.
Pray no one hurts me,
hope no one gets in.
Sheer beauty,
sheer beauty,
my soul deep within.
Sheer beauty,
sheer beauty,
I tremble and hide.
It's unsafe to cry out,
tuck deeper inside.
Remember the pain,
drops of blood as they dried.
Sheer beauty,
pure beauty,
I tremble and hide.
Sheer beauty,
sheer beauty,
Your light shines on my heart.
Reach toward the brilliance,
Break the darkness apart.
Reveal an absolute pureness
of love as it starts.
Sheer beauty,
sweet beauty,
Your love opens my heart.
Sheer beauty,
sheer beauty,
My soul deep within.
Touched by the brightness,
the healing begins.
I'm uncertain, at first,
of the warmth on my skin.
Sheer beauty,
sheer beauty,
my soul deep within.
Word of the Day: inspire.(verb) 1.stimulate, as to a creative effort. 2. arouse (a feeling) 3. inhale
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Scattered Whispers
Inspired by a poetry prompt at http://dversepoets.com/2011/09/08/formforall-pantoum/ to write a pantoum, I finally composed one and thought I'd share it.
Scattered Whispers
Scattered whispers breach my dream,
linger cold among the trees,
drop like petals in the stream,
carried on the bristled breeze.
Linger cold among the trees,
discordant voices dreamt of this,
carried on the bristled breeze,
a beautiful, resplendent kiss.
Discordant voices dreamt of this,
now dreadful cold and bitter chill,
a beautiful, resplendent kiss,
rendering my lips utterly still.
Now dreadful cold and bitter chill,
wake to feel the bristled breeze,
rendering my lips utterly still,
whose voice I hear among the trees?
Wake to feel the bristled breeze,
drop like petals in the stream,
whose voice I hear among the trees?
Scattered whispers breach my dream.
Word of the Day: resplendent. (adjective) dazzling.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Urban Tea Loftiness Poem
Sunday, September 11, 2011
In Memoriam
In Memoriam, 9/11
In the ninth month,
the eleven fell
hard to earth,
billowy smoke rising,
mouths agape,
stunned to silence.
Word of the Day: terror. (noun) intense, sharp, overmastering fear: to be frantic with terror.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Shines the Moon
Shines the Moon
Shining, swirling ball of light,
shines the moon of pitch black night,
extend my hand to catch your secret,
visions elude me, I regret,
I haven't risen to the place,
where, dare I feel the light of grace.
Word of the Day: Luminescent. (noun) giving off light without heat.
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