Posts Tagged ‘poem

11
May
21

Expression Voice


Following twenty-five years of putting word to virtual paper; approximately ten years of posting to this WordPress site; little in the way of acknowledgement to this voice has manifest. Not for want of accolade, or literary reward, but to know words written derive meaning beyond this Soul’s mind. As author to an eclectic array of topic, little has been digested to its purpose, and selfishly raises the specter of meaninglessness and redundancy:

I can only conclude failure

Not able to strike the right chord;

For all that’s been written, to endure,

Has gone without it’s reader reward.

Reward to instill to another mind,

Not always that easy to enlist;

With words to a real purpose to find,

An author’s feelings risen to bliss.

Try as one might, to garner attention;

Technologies platform made easy a course;

No force of reason to exposure prevention;

Renders this expression-voice: hoarse!

16
Mar
21

Finally Know


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[Sequel to [NEED TO KNOW?]

MUSIC– ethereal vibration frequency flow;

Took this moment to – finally know;

All the searching for WHAT to – finally know,

Dissolving to dance of MUSIC to – finally know:

SOUL’s search, the BODY to – finally know!

06
Feb
21

Coded Messages


BOARDING
BREATH TO GRASP
BRIGHTER DAWNS
CIVIL
CURE
DEBAUCHERY [ADULT CONTENT]
ESCAPE
ESSENTIAL SERVICE [ADULT CONTENT]
FORGOTTEN WISDOM CONTAINED
FUTURE LIFE
PROGRESS EVOLUTION TO BEYOND
SEED TO SALVATION
14
Nov
20

Poet’s Mask



Hidden behind the poet’s mask of nom de plume
Purpose being: the reader to assume,
The words written, are not to presume;
They are of the author’s suffering, loves, or doom
 
This device to severe any personal tie
To salacious nature of subject that might imply;
Guilt of connection, that might belie;
Merit of reason- the poem written, is meant to cry
 
A work of fiction then one could conclude:
Artificial circumstance, or meaning to extrude?
Not in the least: it is mere device,
Exercised to protect from guilt of vice.
29
Sep
18

True Peace: a poem


true peace

24
Oct
15

thoughts de jour


dreamer

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


summer's heat

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.




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