Submissions by Carnegia
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Profound are the most simple of questions. Yet, the most difficult to comprehend. We’re never too old to learn something new where imagination and creativity collaborate to reinterpret what the stars are telling us.
Time is…
Of a seventh heaven enveloped in the arms of love
Somewhere between corporeal and ethereal…we touch
Whenever I reach for you
Love is for giving
Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
But never wonder where I am
‘Cause I am always by your side
…
Forever dedicated to the…
“Sweetest eyes” to ever comfort my soul
Time is…a defined place heartfelt and whole
My words pale unto lyrics of your song
My heart still honors yesterday bygone
Forever gracious
Your ears...
Somewhere between corporeal and ethereal…we touch
Whenever I reach for you
Love is for giving
Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
But never wonder where I am
‘Cause I am always by your side
…
Forever dedicated to the…
“Sweetest eyes” to ever comfort my soul
Time is…a defined place heartfelt and whole
My words pale unto lyrics of your song
My heart still honors yesterday bygone
Forever gracious
Your ears...
#love
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The Promise of Another Day
Grief never ends…but it changes. It’s a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith…it is the price of love.” - Elizabeth I
Two Lifetimes
23 years beyond 23 years old, and just for a moment is Monday evening
talking on the telephone
The keynote, what is and will always be
A solemn song sings unto which love seeks
Consoling what is lost and found in me
Faith remaining when a silent heart speaks
…
of mortal flesh and blood am I…still
Fire…Tuesday morning searing indelible...
Two Lifetimes
23 years beyond 23 years old, and just for a moment is Monday evening
talking on the telephone
The keynote, what is and will always be
A solemn song sings unto which love seeks
Consoling what is lost and found in me
Faith remaining when a silent heart speaks
…
of mortal flesh and blood am I…still
Fire…Tuesday morning searing indelible...
#love
75 reads
Heal Our Lands
1 Corinthians 13:4-6 (ESV) Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.
If you never know truth then you never know love
Another school shooting
I ask, how does a reprobate mind prosper?
Where is the love?
If you never know truth then you never know love
Another school shooting
I ask, how does a reprobate mind prosper?
Where is the love?
#hate
#love
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“Love is For Giving”
Fluency disorder; an idiomatic square peg in a round hole
As a child I was the social outcast
Ugh Ugly is a stuttering duckling
Cruelty dealt when verbally harassed
As circling childhood vultures are chuckling
Where and why is such behavior learned?
Innate to survival of the fittest?
Loneliness befriends one who is spurned
Unrelentingly teased as queerest
My youth in social isolation upon a stranded icy island
…kept me
Then a vision of you came...
As a child I was the social outcast
Ugh Ugly is a stuttering duckling
Cruelty dealt when verbally harassed
As circling childhood vultures are chuckling
Where and why is such behavior learned?
Innate to survival of the fittest?
Loneliness befriends one who is spurned
Unrelentingly teased as queerest
My youth in social isolation upon a stranded icy island
…kept me
Then a vision of you came...
#love
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0 Comments
A Poem With No Name
I looked out across a busy city
A multifaceted congregation
Of concrete buildings and humanity
An urban center of man’s creation
Feeling something unnamed to pursue
I looked out across an arid desert
Wilderness canvassing my location
Life here is of a different effort
A rural land of nature’s creation
Seeking something unanswered to question
A vision unto a horse with no name
Namely, of blind faith in something unknown
A vision unto a place with no name
Namely, mirage of a woman unknown
...
A multifaceted congregation
Of concrete buildings and humanity
An urban center of man’s creation
Feeling something unnamed to pursue
I looked out across an arid desert
Wilderness canvassing my location
Life here is of a different effort
A rural land of nature’s creation
Seeking something unanswered to question
A vision unto a horse with no name
Namely, of blind faith in something unknown
A vision unto a place with no name
Namely, mirage of a woman unknown
...
#beauty
#nature
141 reads
3 Comments
Beyond God’s Green Earth
In the deserts of Africa
There lives a native flower, Adenium
Of the night; there is a longing for love
Mystery and emotion parsing a wish
…
Beyond imagination where ancients roam
Words falter to translate a beautiful vision
God’s country hidden within earth tones
Every sunrise and sunset a poetic portrait
I left behind the hustle and bustle of
The East Coast for a horse with no name
Looking back; there are no regrets
Within my heart love’s sweetest memories
New geography. New sounds. New smells
A...
There lives a native flower, Adenium
Of the night; there is a longing for love
Mystery and emotion parsing a wish
…
Beyond imagination where ancients roam
Words falter to translate a beautiful vision
God’s country hidden within earth tones
Every sunrise and sunset a poetic portrait
I left behind the hustle and bustle of
The East Coast for a horse with no name
Looking back; there are no regrets
Within my heart love’s sweetest memories
New geography. New sounds. New smells
A...
#nature
147 reads
7 Comments
Between Song and Soulmates
Humble are these attempts at poetry
Mental images dance to dulcet thought
Swirling tones and words; streaming floetry
Working my canvas against words I wrought
Haunting verberations traverse this melody
Of my heart and mind; music dominates
Rhythm, rhyme and harmony…speak to me
All emotion and feeling resonates
Mental thoughts channeled by a melody
People falling in love. And so it goes
Children soon will follow as pages turn
Familiar, a dream everybody knows
Soulmates sharing of life’s earthly...
Mental images dance to dulcet thought
Swirling tones and words; streaming floetry
Working my canvas against words I wrought
Haunting verberations traverse this melody
Of my heart and mind; music dominates
Rhythm, rhyme and harmony…speak to me
All emotion and feeling resonates
Mental thoughts channeled by a melody
People falling in love. And so it goes
Children soon will follow as pages turn
Familiar, a dream everybody knows
Soulmates sharing of life’s earthly...
#inspirational
#love
#spiritual
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Melancholy Rose
The years go by, there's always someone new; to try and help me forget about you”
Your empathy…I truly understand
Spirit and flesh between Heaven and Earth
Competing thoughts we dismiss out of hand
Why must you chase a ghost to prove your worth?
Time heals all wounds, and scars are forever
Conversation leads to complication
Some memories not meant to share ever
My sacred scars become your distraction
Melancholy dissonance in our notes
Mismatched lyrics your pretense actuary
Memories; what I feel within the...
Your empathy…I truly understand
Spirit and flesh between Heaven and Earth
Competing thoughts we dismiss out of hand
Why must you chase a ghost to prove your worth?
Time heals all wounds, and scars are forever
Conversation leads to complication
Some memories not meant to share ever
My sacred scars become your distraction
Melancholy dissonance in our notes
Mismatched lyrics your pretense actuary
Memories; what I feel within the...
#heartbroken
#love
145 reads
5 Comments
Poetry & Music
All caught up in the reverie. Every word is a symphony”
Tranquility…is my medication
Mental images form of lyrical thought
Extracts emotion by meditation
Working the canvas against words I wrought
Solitude lies beyond troubled waters
Drenched in moonlight that soothingly blends
Such place where imagination alters
Working the canvas against gentle winds
Transformative is the power of Art
Red as roses unto romance of lovers
Blue as the feelings of a broken heart
Working the canvas against soft colors ...
Tranquility…is my medication
Mental images form of lyrical thought
Extracts emotion by meditation
Working the canvas against words I wrought
Solitude lies beyond troubled waters
Drenched in moonlight that soothingly blends
Such place where imagination alters
Working the canvas against gentle winds
Transformative is the power of Art
Red as roses unto romance of lovers
Blue as the feelings of a broken heart
Working the canvas against soft colors ...
#meditation
#SelfReflection
197 reads
2 Comments
Four Days From Forever
If yesterday is always Monday eve
Endlessly talking on the telephone
If time stood still; who would ever believe?
23 years since, and yet I’m alone
If tomorrow was just Saturday morn
Our forever would begin at sunset
A beautiful dress your eyes would adorn
23 years young; four days I regret
If today promised of another day
Finding myself in the 46th year
Two lifetimes now; though I’m doing okay
“I'll never be the same without you here”
Ironically, today is today
Forever…always is four days away
Endlessly talking on the telephone
If time stood still; who would ever believe?
23 years since, and yet I’m alone
If tomorrow was just Saturday morn
Our forever would begin at sunset
A beautiful dress your eyes would adorn
23 years young; four days I regret
If today promised of another day
Finding myself in the 46th year
Two lifetimes now; though I’m doing okay
“I'll never be the same without you here”
Ironically, today is today
Forever…always is four days away
#love
190 reads
3 Comments
Reflections
Thoughts ripple across gray matter of the mind
Just as shimmering moonlight is upon the waters
Empirical interpretations of what is always heartfelt
Yesterday…reflections in solitude and meditation
Corporeal in one moment and ethereal of the next
Where twilight is lamentation before a resolute Sun
Shadows gathering in the promise of another day
Unraveling the insight of afterthoughts…still
Romance will surely always follow in the Moon’s path
Just as the hypnotic...
Just as shimmering moonlight is upon the waters
Empirical interpretations of what is always heartfelt
Yesterday…reflections in solitude and meditation
Corporeal in one moment and ethereal of the next
Where twilight is lamentation before a resolute Sun
Shadows gathering in the promise of another day
Unraveling the insight of afterthoughts…still
Romance will surely always follow in the Moon’s path
Just as the hypnotic...
#TruthOfLife
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Daedalean Cogitations
imagination
Scribbled is the mental image of Ima
Drawn…of lucid dreams and elusive thoughts
Esoteric words formed of alphabet soup
Obscurity found in daedalean cogitations
Orphic are her feminine qualities…
Mind of eunoia and heart of apricity
Lambent complexion and persona
Mesmerizing aquamarine eyes of gumusservi
Colorful mastery of farding maquillage
Zaftig and callypigian in all the right places
Exceedingly...
Scribbled is the mental image of Ima
Drawn…of lucid dreams and elusive thoughts
Esoteric words formed of alphabet soup
Obscurity found in daedalean cogitations
Orphic are her feminine qualities…
Mind of eunoia and heart of apricity
Lambent complexion and persona
Mesmerizing aquamarine eyes of gumusservi
Colorful mastery of farding maquillage
Zaftig and callypigian in all the right places
Exceedingly...
#dreams
131 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Carnegia