#NoPoo for Gabriel Book two -Invictus-
An Echo of Remembrance
Discordant orchestra
a distant roar of applause
My life's accompanying credits
I'm outside
within a circle of my own
memories
rippling through mists
of recollection
Picking shards of broken
glasses, by the pathway
bleeding hands
yet hope in the heart abounds
for betterment
food on plates
tummy warmly filled
Pride swallowed deep
Wishes chanted
mantra
repeated incessantly
a better life
warmer home
to be held and loved
Instead, they brought in the clown
Life became a long drawn joke
no one laughed
until the comedy of errors
ended.
a distant roar of applause
My life's accompanying credits
I'm outside
within a circle of my own
memories
rippling through mists
of recollection
Picking shards of broken
glasses, by the pathway
bleeding hands
yet hope in the heart abounds
for betterment
food on plates
tummy warmly filled
Pride swallowed deep
Wishes chanted
mantra
repeated incessantly
a better life
warmer home
to be held and loved
Instead, they brought in the clown
Life became a long drawn joke
no one laughed
until the comedy of errors
ended.
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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Northern_Soul said:https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/435764-paper-sky/
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(I made the triple 🥳)
Belated 'grats Missy!
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(I made the triple 🥳)
Belated 'grats Missy!
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Eastward, Behind the sun
was it a drop of water
that rippled the calm pond
or the scream of a woman
in throes of anger
was it dissatisfaction
that shattered the looking glass
streaked with fine powder
sneezed and expelled
was it the fire of regret
that burnt slowly consuming
the golden circle
eating away the entwined hearts
questions unanswered
thoughts unspoken
indifference
silence....
looking blankly around
not knowing what to think
alone again
always alone.
that rippled the calm pond
or the scream of a woman
in throes of anger
was it dissatisfaction
that shattered the looking glass
streaked with fine powder
sneezed and expelled
was it the fire of regret
that burnt slowly consuming
the golden circle
eating away the entwined hearts
questions unanswered
thoughts unspoken
indifference
silence....
looking blankly around
not knowing what to think
alone again
always alone.
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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there'll always be
creatures
critters and
critics
some art
by nature
is beyond some
the simple reality-
to each their own
too
is beyond many
as well
live and let live
is for humans
not trolls
so easy to forget that.
sometimes
the louder the critic's rant
the more profound the confirmation
the art
is simply beyond
their sad ability
not everyone is
gifted
naturally.
#MinimalistsRock.
creatures
critters and
critics
some art
by nature
is beyond some
the simple reality-
to each their own
too
is beyond many
as well
live and let live
is for humans
not trolls
so easy to forget that.
sometimes
the louder the critic's rant
the more profound the confirmation
the art
is simply beyond
their sad ability
not everyone is
gifted
naturally.
#MinimalistsRock.
There is a double ache in my heart
two precious poets I can read no more
they made signing on joyous
I am somber thinking about that closed door
EngV or Vic was a man of great intellect
a man of science but also a deep heart
I smile when I read his words to his love
yes he truly made a poem brilliant art
Gabriel and I messaged about everything
our perspectives always gelled
okay me maybe a tad bit more positive
with politics, he suggesting a system failed
They even vibed with each other making
me laugh being the less skilled on guitar
waxing about a trio of poets playing
in some quaint lounge in a bar
Saddened the most that I knew not
of their passings until many months later
so focused on education in this Covid Era
to that one thing that makes me a hater
Parents, aunts, and uncles that lost
battles with cancer, toughest of fights
I take comfort in knowing that via poetry
and those who loved not gone is the light
And since they lifted me up
during times when I was down
I hope to do the same for another
in that way their memories never will drown
two precious poets I can read no more
they made signing on joyous
I am somber thinking about that closed door
EngV or Vic was a man of great intellect
a man of science but also a deep heart
I smile when I read his words to his love
yes he truly made a poem brilliant art
Gabriel and I messaged about everything
our perspectives always gelled
okay me maybe a tad bit more positive
with politics, he suggesting a system failed
They even vibed with each other making
me laugh being the less skilled on guitar
waxing about a trio of poets playing
in some quaint lounge in a bar
Saddened the most that I knew not
of their passings until many months later
so focused on education in this Covid Era
to that one thing that makes me a hater
Parents, aunts, and uncles that lost
battles with cancer, toughest of fights
I take comfort in knowing that via poetry
and those who loved not gone is the light
And since they lifted me up
during times when I was down
I hope to do the same for another
in that way their memories never will drown
Anonymous
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I am in Love with You
a star's twinkle above the clouds
glitters of silver lights winks
misty drizzles on twilight nights
makes me think of you
looking for a four leaf clover
among weeds on fields of flowers
sitting under trees with dappled shadows
from high up the cheery skies
loving your love thousands kisses deep
wondering if it will go on a little more
than a heartbeat in forever
go beyond the sun, behind the moon
portals in the mirrors
shades of blue diamond in your eyes
crystal heart can shatter in your hands
yet I am so in love with you
I am still dancing on my own.
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glitters of silver lights winks
misty drizzles on twilight nights
makes me think of you
looking for a four leaf clover
among weeds on fields of flowers
sitting under trees with dappled shadows
from high up the cheery skies
loving your love thousands kisses deep
wondering if it will go on a little more
than a heartbeat in forever
go beyond the sun, behind the moon
portals in the mirrors
shades of blue diamond in your eyes
crystal heart can shatter in your hands
yet I am so in love with you
I am still dancing on my own.
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Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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