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by LauraLME
Copyright © 2009
I am changing
Slowly becoming someone new
Twisting, adapting my soul
To this pain
Ever painting on the canvas of life
Ever writing on the book of my being
I am changing
Seeing far, my eyes wide open
To the mystery of another secret!
come with me to yesterday
and we will lay in the midst of a rushing world
watching pillows of clouds
as they relax across the midday sky
we will watch the emerald grass
wave slightly at bouncing bumblebees
while we embrace under a willow tree
on our blanket of sapphire blue
listen as the wind sings
a chorus of summer hush
while the leaves of fall
hold strong the rhythm of quiet peace
come with me to yesterday
where sorrow cannot claim us
and love is true
come with me
to that place in my heart
Just let me tell you, I am glad that you, you of all wonderful poets flying around the web, you, launched this part of my blog page.
Your poem is divine, in every sense of the term, it took me to the time I can “listen as the wind sings” and to the place “where sorrow cannot claim us” in a sequence of deep feelings and emotions…
Thank you for sharing it on my blog.
broken silence
blank stares settled like fog on faces left over
from midnight.
the smell of cheap wine, cigarettes and sweat jabbed
like a broken fighter
and nickels were passed around like street corner condoms
rubbed hard and spent but once.
men-boys walked in short semi-circles, weaving as would a tattered flag,
while clutching the skinny necks of colored bottles
and spitting brown tar-laced saliva as if it owned their misery.
a new morning sun crawled over waiting buildings and shadows crept like thieves into empty hallways…
but silence filled the air.
then a single gunshot resonated like the first note
of a well-planned symphony
and everyone moved a step closer to becoming a conductor.
The Colors
A wire perch -
dangling shoes.
A black bird
announces its arrival.
Red houses, yellow houses, green houses
all in a row.
Smokestack chimneys -
life out of the tops
Brick, stone, dark
“They just don’t match” – said.
A cardinal joins -
red feathers in tow.
A blue bird -
faded against the sky.
Even a crow joins to talk -
to watch -
as the strange colors survive.
Jim Wisneski
http://www.JimWisneski.com
http://1poem5minutes1day.wordpress.com/
Pomaceous
did you ever feel pomaceous
when standing naked and alone
in front of a tinted mirror?
it is…
as though you could have anything in the world
if only you would tend to the garden…
sometimes when i awaken in the din of night
and wonder who screamed
i feel that i have left the garden unattended
and allowed pomegranates to fall bruised to the ground
did you ever wonder who would hang the fruit
if summer rain washed it
and left it to dry in the sunshine
and the stem was pulled away?
no wonder God left velcro
to be found by man
the noise of departure itself
rapes the quiet of morning
and fruit still falls to the dirt
thud is a reverberation
used by God to beckon birds and insects
that breakfast is served
for me
i shall someday stand naked and alone
in the garden
looking for a fig leaf
while wondering why we have bonsai trees
in the midst of the forest
Dark Magick
In the still of the dark of the moon
after the revelrie has passed on
deep, deep into the frozen fields of dreamless sleep
we, walking, silently, along the riverbed
breathing in ancient ash of woodsmoke
breathing out long-growing tears
to weave ghostly tentacles
along our path
take each others’ hand up to our heart
to pray, to kiss, to whisper
thus casting an eternal spell.
Presence
As the stars illuminate your eyes
The world fades away,
What will you dream tonight
What mask will the earth wear tomorrow
Though we’ve never met…
Before you were born
I knew you
The first time your heart was broken
I knew you
The night you sat alone, thoughts racing
I knew you
As a child, running through the grass
I knew you
As I gaze upward, Orion passes overhead
And it occurs to me I am among the stars
That you gave them to me
An everlasting moment, frozen in time
This is so beautiful Michael!!! Thank you for sharing, hope you will pass by and stop again, soon