Posts Tagged ‘poem

29
Sep
18

True Peace: a poem


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24
Oct
15

thoughts de jour


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Aspiration

Succumbing to the desire to perceive the unperceivable, to relinquish the structured control of reality’s sensory limitation, to unlock the mind of its ability to delve deep into that which is most often feared for what is unknown to be known, to realize the full potential given to each and every sentient entity born to this cosmic presence.

All as One

In the billions plus sentient minds sharing global energy’s strength in disharmonious and disproportionate fashion, a condition derived solely due to the profound lack of understanding to a designed purpose made elusive by its cryptic encoding within the structure of all creation; resides awaiting discovery, the collective power derived by unification; to perceive All as One.

Embodiment Of Creation

In the base binary comprising cosmic energy resides the potential power of all creation when influences of unseen, omnipresent electromagnetic impulses of unknown origin, uniquely convoluted and distorted to produce generic encoded sequential strings that when subjected to exposure to specific environ’s condition, infuse distinct catalytic enzymes to derive proteins essential to initiating processes of transmutation; the fundamental embodiment of all that is to be created.

17
Sep
15

Naykd Poet


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Since December 2011 by this blog, I’ve purged my heart, mind and soul; laying Naykd my thoughts to all, to know but, with time of near four years passage, what most did not grow, is awareness to a wisdom, my words, with hope, would sow. Yet, undaunted I pursue this work, not for the charm of accolade or renown but, for the mere chance of survival from that which ails this world; I feel so emotionally, so profound.  It is my only vehicle to solution short of violent revolution upon the corruptness metastasizing throughout this Human institution but to remain discouraged, by its prolific infusion. `Words can be mightier than the sword’ but, for that truth to be known, the right words need be shown, for the courage of strength, to be sown.

17
Sep
15

YOU


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The world feeling stress at the seams;
Truer than life are its worst of dreams;
Hesitant are most to give it a voice;
But there comes a moment, there is no choice.

Every avenue, every domain,
Every institution, established name;
Feeling the pressure, fracturing apart;
Traditions failing those worn closest, to a civil heart.

What remedy, what resolve
Need manifest to this malaise, solve;
Far too great is their weight of dismay,
Leaving loss of hope, to see light of day.

Prophecy of scripture, resigned to by some,
Rendering providence to returning mythical Son;
But reality holds to a much stronger truth:
Solutions reside in the hearts of everyone and, YOU!

20
Aug
15

Human Differences Denied


Shameful and often brutal is the manner mutual and respective lives are often treated by others of the same human ilk for no more than the obscure and often irrelevant nuances individual lives feel compelled by indescribable forces, to adorn themselves, to reflect a slice of independence within the pool of humanity to which they unquestioningly become part; a chance to differentiate, to cultivate a feeling of uniqueness with a willingness to be singled out at the cost of being subject of ridicule and potential disenfranchisement from the collective that spurns such choices principally out of fear approval of such willing engagement may contribute to destruction of the invisible tribal structure construct to which they have for the most part unwittingly, unquestioningly, become part but, simply due to a failure to recognize within themselves the same ambition desire to differentiate, to cultivate a feeling of uniqueness purely out of fear of being singled out and shamefully treated by others of the same human ilk.

Take this link to emblemize the thought behind this poem, a reflection of the beauty derived from stepping out from the norm:  VIDEO

27
Apr
15

Summer’s Sun


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The all too familiar hum; lawn-mowers manicuring lawns that line the street,
A quaint reminder of the soon to arrive bliss, of Summer’s golden heat.

The brutal cold, the snowy blast of Winter’s storm, desired to be forgot;
Full knowing, it is a painful trial paid, for the most joyful season of four sought.

Much to do about the woes of climate change and, global warming’s effects;
Given the chance to choose between bitter cold or balmy heat, the latter wins I bet.

Though, the ills affecting the world from calamitous, thunderous seasonal storms;
The want to bask under the golden rays of Summer’s Sun remains, for most, the norm.

01
Apr
15

Affirmation


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Becoming lost to the magic of written words
Shrewdly made to amuse, others to disturb
Absorbed by their meaning, being consumed
Ignoring distractions, obstacles to attention, that loom

A transfixing story that weaves a scrutable tale
Transporting to nether worlds, excitement to prevail
A tome’s obsession taken to ignoring the fading light
Eyes strained, avoiding and having to make it right

Constructed passages that make emotions rise and fall
Words cleverly composed to melody, heard by all
This mystical and wondrous gift to story’s creation
Becomes testament to a writer’s life – affirmation.

01
Apr
15

A Bond Born


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Freely dancing in the tall grass glade
Memory music shared – reality fades
Wildflowers – vivid colors cascade
Happiness in this moment made

Summer heat on naked skin beams
Lover’s passion kisses – those of dreams
Senses nourished ‘til ecstasy screams
Drifting afloat waves silent – serene

Entwined bodies mimic wind’s spiral
Sharing life energies with no denial
Promises made to test their trial
A love-bond born beyond chance to defile

12
Jan
12

Humble Author


Empty, pouring my life into words
Words not knowing if ever to be heard
A notion that leaves my mind disturbed
A blight of which never to be cured

Years of days indecently go by
The incessant compulsion I try
To avoid expression, to decry
Feelings, expunged by words to die

Countless are the emotions compiled
Page upon page denoting my trials
Conjuring ghostly images, an obscure smile
More often painting a life defiled

Endless seems this timeless chore to be
Scribing this life passage for others to see
A collective tomb wishfully worthy of thee
As humble author to words given to me

12
Jan
12

Jimmie


I met a young man, he was hitch-hiking, cold, begging for a ride, so I stopped, he got in, his story instantly told, he could not easily hide, a life of hardship, though I did’t know why, until he told me, as the miles slipped by, of a life that would make me, a grown man, want to cry, but in his eyes I looked, I saw, not a frown, but a glorious smile, his life burdened, though it may seem, was to him, a life worth all its trial.




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