Submissions by Fiftysevenhours
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm growing..
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2020 7:50am
10th Jan 2020 7:50am
Deepening shadows
#learning
#SelfReflection
#determination
696 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jan 2020 11:09pm
9th Jan 2020 11:09pm
Minders of moments
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
639 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Jan 2020 2:03pm
9th Jan 2020 2:03pm
Persistence
Instinct beats it's defiance
Against the violence of silence
The brought thrashing of thought
Pacing its binds of indentured conjecture
Races a heart to tear the traces of it's viens
By the prescense of abscense and the hold of it's lands
It falls to the sands
A wrought form of exhaustion
Caught in the hands of memory
And the salve of their finds
That what is to be
Is the persistence of time.
Against the violence of silence
The brought thrashing of thought
Pacing its binds of indentured conjecture
Races a heart to tear the traces of it's viens
By the prescense of abscense and the hold of it's lands
It falls to the sands
A wrought form of exhaustion
Caught in the hands of memory
And the salve of their finds
That what is to be
Is the persistence of time.
#SelfReflection
523 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2020 12:50pm
3rd Jan 2020 12:50pm
Sustenance..
It's at moments like this, I feed my hands the endless bounds of chores
To cast the winds by the motions of labour
To raise the clouds and their reign of thought
It gives purpose to the passage and meaning of time
It seems to me that it's a question of faith
Faith that in abscenses, anxieties will be subdued
Faith that in concern, curiosity will return
Faith that in distraction, right action will strengthen
For me faith that the night bares a star
Is no different to the faith
That what I hold dear, is near
I have faith that whatever life...
To cast the winds by the motions of labour
To raise the clouds and their reign of thought
It gives purpose to the passage and meaning of time
It seems to me that it's a question of faith
Faith that in abscenses, anxieties will be subdued
Faith that in concern, curiosity will return
Faith that in distraction, right action will strengthen
For me faith that the night bares a star
Is no different to the faith
That what I hold dear, is near
I have faith that whatever life...
#faith
#SelfReflection
554 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2020 5:44pm
2nd Jan 2020 5:44pm
The Kiss
I lean back into the abyss
The grasp of nothingness
And all that exists...
Is everything in time
There is nothing amiss
In the breadth of ness
Nothing awry in the bout of breaths
Within closed eyes and the intrusion of wonder and it's why's
Everything is as it is
For the reason that it is
The continuence of motion
The resolution of action
Is the persistence of this
The define of our line
The passage and kiss of time
The grasp of nothingness
And all that exists...
Is everything in time
There is nothing amiss
In the breadth of ness
Nothing awry in the bout of breaths
Within closed eyes and the intrusion of wonder and it's why's
Everything is as it is
For the reason that it is
The continuence of motion
The resolution of action
Is the persistence of this
The define of our line
The passage and kiss of time
#acceptance
#meditation
581 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2019 00:57am
8th Dec 2019 00:57am
The void
#hope
#evolution
#emptiness #apathy
#emptiness #apathy
812 reads
16 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
24th Nov 2019 12:34pm
24th Nov 2019 12:34pm
Critical
In every meaningful work of hand
The God given expression of mind
In every rapturous emotion
The moment alive
In every birth witnessed
The death passed
A composition of song
Balance and time
In every beat of the moment
Adrift in its depth
The here and the now
The necessity of breath.
The God given expression of mind
In every rapturous emotion
The moment alive
In every birth witnessed
The death passed
A composition of song
Balance and time
In every beat of the moment
Adrift in its depth
The here and the now
The necessity of breath.
#strength
652 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Nov 2019 4:05am
20th Nov 2019 4:05am
Raptures release
I am ravenous as I set to quench hungers fill
Upon the bottomless well of ink
The myriad of clustered threads
Are spun like spiders webs
Across the mines of minds
A perpetual clematis of creeping scenes
Breaking flowers in all the seems
It’s heart stands as the lone Wellingtonia
A giant above the shrouds of trees
The defiance of time will be as a mist
To evaporate with the kiss of light
And burn under the eyes of suns
Flayed, running across the broken red skies of dawn
To rain upon mountain ranges
Brokered with the rising...
Upon the bottomless well of ink
The myriad of clustered threads
Are spun like spiders webs
Across the mines of minds
A perpetual clematis of creeping scenes
Breaking flowers in all the seems
It’s heart stands as the lone Wellingtonia
A giant above the shrouds of trees
The defiance of time will be as a mist
To evaporate with the kiss of light
And burn under the eyes of suns
Flayed, running across the broken red skies of dawn
To rain upon mountain ranges
Brokered with the rising...
#strength
677 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Nov 2019 3:55am
20th Nov 2019 3:55am
No title
The pass has burnt long and hard
And will not be for another day
This time I come to see, so to say
That life's a star and a swamp
It is so many things between
For together it has grown and seen
The trials and tribulations that have been
As flowers call to bees
And a dung beetle clears the shit below its knees,
Nature knows it's symbiosis simply because it sees
All things to be they jostle back and forth, a balance wrought in time,
Grown to be, what they are formed to be,
simply life dwelt upon the edge
Of what one can see ...
And will not be for another day
This time I come to see, so to say
That life's a star and a swamp
It is so many things between
For together it has grown and seen
The trials and tribulations that have been
As flowers call to bees
And a dung beetle clears the shit below its knees,
Nature knows it's symbiosis simply because it sees
All things to be they jostle back and forth, a balance wrought in time,
Grown to be, what they are formed to be,
simply life dwelt upon the edge
Of what one can see ...
#LifeCycle
#confusion
505 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Nov 2019 7:42am
5th Nov 2019 7:42am
Shedding thought
What is this world to me?
What am I to this world?
What is life when so finite?
I wish to hold my girls and laugh
I want to be wrapped in dark waves
Lost within that tidal sea
I need to find the highest cliff
Scream amongst the strongest winds
Let a voice ride upon its current
I need to run through forests
Feel the earth beneath my feet
I always find a breath of life
Amongst the cold flowing waters
Amidst the mountains run
I always find the truest reflection
In the least of minds adultery
Why am I cursed by...
What am I to this world?
What is life when so finite?
I wish to hold my girls and laugh
I want to be wrapped in dark waves
Lost within that tidal sea
I need to find the highest cliff
Scream amongst the strongest winds
Let a voice ride upon its current
I need to run through forests
Feel the earth beneath my feet
I always find a breath of life
Amongst the cold flowing waters
Amidst the mountains run
I always find the truest reflection
In the least of minds adultery
Why am I cursed by...
#redemption
771 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Oct 2019 11:16am
11th Oct 2019 11:16am
Wind Scent
I rave at the dividing line
The dividing time
It’s latitude and longitude
That part our skies and form our seas
I rave at the dividing line
The land and high tides
Neither will divide our ways
Or our emergence in its primordial line
We are to be set free in time.
The dividing time
It’s latitude and longitude
That part our skies and form our seas
I rave at the dividing line
The land and high tides
Neither will divide our ways
Or our emergence in its primordial line
We are to be set free in time.
#anger
#strength
#courage
#redemption
#determination
584 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Oct 2019 7:58am
7th Oct 2019 7:58am
Tidal Song
Haunting melodies
Longings washed at sea
Voice carried upon the waves
To settle down by shore and thee
The ebb and flow a reprieve however momentary
We are found between the merging shades of passing days
An enigmatic sound against the endless tides of time
To set a haunted fingers kiss within a whispered solace tied
Bound to be and brought to be amongst intangible reality
We stand between our haunting song and melody
For in time to pass our revelations glance
Our manifestations stance will bare to be
Its hauntings touch...
Longings washed at sea
Voice carried upon the waves
To settle down by shore and thee
The ebb and flow a reprieve however momentary
We are found between the merging shades of passing days
An enigmatic sound against the endless tides of time
To set a haunted fingers kiss within a whispered solace tied
Bound to be and brought to be amongst intangible reality
We stand between our haunting song and melody
For in time to pass our revelations glance
Our manifestations stance will bare to be
Its hauntings touch...
#hope
#water
#fate #despair
#fate #despair
670 reads
11 Comments
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