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Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:48pm
Yesterday 10:48pm
of the connectivness holding
I wish I could send you / close together above
me just
all the light, that / which
down through the trees / traffic whispering
empty Cafe / past sound waves
around the building / you stories of
that which is filtering / so powerfully
above this / travelling
courtyard surrounding / to reach my
ears / me on this morning
of the connectivness holding / I would send
within the tissue / you notice of the
crow / words
now,...
me just
all the light, that / which
down through the trees / traffic whispering
empty Cafe / past sound waves
around the building / you stories of
that which is filtering / so powerfully
above this / travelling
courtyard surrounding / to reach my
ears / me on this morning
of the connectivness holding / I would send
within the tissue / you notice of the
crow / words
now,...
#love
#nature
#evolution
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cabcool
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:05pm
Yesterday 6:05pm
dance with ne
a chain-verse poem
come into my life and take a sip:
sip the flavor of my elegance—
elegance to woo you from the lip,
from the lip, down to the hips that dance.
dance with me awhile and let me see,
see the measure of your pirouette.
pirouette into love’s filigree,
filigree you shall not soon forget.
forget not the scars upon my brow:
...
come into my life and take a sip:
sip the flavor of my elegance—
elegance to woo you from the lip,
from the lip, down to the hips that dance.
dance with me awhile and let me see,
see the measure of your pirouette.
pirouette into love’s filigree,
filigree you shall not soon forget.
forget not the scars upon my brow:
...
#romantic
#FallingInLove
#dance #healing
#dance #healing
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1 Comment
slipalong
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:51pm
Yesterday 2:51pm
The wallflower`s perch
14/31
It survives, with toes its foothold
to crevice, or slim ledge
reflecting the sun, in colours so bold,
expressions of scent,
clinging to the edge
A salutary lesson; mind in isolation
fighting all the knockout blows
hanging holds, be our obsession
the screw that turns, but remain composed
It survives, with toes its foothold
to crevice, or slim ledge
reflecting the sun, in colours so bold,
expressions of scent,
clinging to the edge
A salutary lesson; mind in isolation
fighting all the knockout blows
hanging holds, be our obsession
the screw that turns, but remain composed
#flowers
#nature
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AverageJoe
Poem Published
13th May 2021 6:16pm
13th May 2021 6:16pm
Homeric
Oh to live the life Homeric
The earth not walked but strode upon
By heroes gallant and maidens fair
And claim now as in the days bygone
Above common courage, the heroic
Can common clay put on the higher
Break earthly shackles by which we're bound
And will indomitable daring wear
That voice in triumph and glory sound
Rousing others to such hope aspire
That this day should dawn majestic
Beneath brilliant skies or blackened storm
Whether fate or chance, either to dare
And in the malestorm of trial form ...
The earth not walked but strode upon
By heroes gallant and maidens fair
And claim now as in the days bygone
Above common courage, the heroic
Can common clay put on the higher
Break earthly shackles by which we're bound
And will indomitable daring wear
That voice in triumph and glory sound
Rousing others to such hope aspire
That this day should dawn majestic
Beneath brilliant skies or blackened storm
Whether fate or chance, either to dare
And in the malestorm of trial form ...
#identity
#dreams
#inspirational #mythology
#inspirational #mythology
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cabcool
Poem Published
13th May 2021 3:12pm
13th May 2021 3:12pm
acappella songs #2
POST-NaPo21 MAY CHALLENGE
2. song for my father
dew-water man
encountering mornings
still half asleep
underneath
the sweat
of chilly nights.
cows and goats awaiting
the kiss of kind hands
before sunburst,
his august voice
enticing fallow ground
to feed the table
spread with hungry eyes
waiting
for a cheerful whistle
to come home
bearing
fruited blessings.
© Copyright 2021 May 05
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
2. song for my father
dew-water man
encountering mornings
still half asleep
underneath
the sweat
of chilly nights.
cows and goats awaiting
the kiss of kind hands
before sunburst,
his august voice
enticing fallow ground
to feed the table
spread with hungry eyes
waiting
for a cheerful whistle
to come home
bearing
fruited blessings.
© Copyright 2021 May 05
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#love
#father
#lyrics
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cabcool
Poem Published
12th May 2021 6:13pm
12th May 2021 6:13pm
acappella songs #1
POST-NaPo21 MAY CHALLENGE
1. song for my mother
her wings carried
the nine
no feathers plucked
from the plumage
of her vigilance.
seven years more
than ten decades
leave never-fading
diurnal melodies.
her grave hath
no grave songs
the living sing
but happy ones
where the sweat
of her brows
has left
a desolate habitation
in full bloom
© Copyright 2021 May 05
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
1. song for my mother
her wings carried
the nine
no feathers plucked
from the plumage
of her vigilance.
seven years more
than ten decades
leave never-fading
diurnal melodies.
her grave hath
no grave songs
the living sing
but happy ones
where the sweat
of her brows
has left
a desolate habitation
in full bloom
© Copyright 2021 May 05
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#mother
#lyrics
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slipalong
Poem Published
12th May 2021 10:49am
12th May 2021 10:49am
Flight of the Canada Geese
12/31
The slow wing beat to cause a draught
In echelon formation as they pass
Between continent's their journey lasts
and all those miles on a tank of grass
The slow wing beat to cause a draught
In echelon formation as they pass
Between continent's their journey lasts
and all those miles on a tank of grass
#birds
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1 Comment
slipalong
Poem Published
11th May 2021 12:13pm
11th May 2021 12:13pm
Recollections of May
11/31
When Winter's had its final groan
a new coin waiting to be spent
and limbs were lightly clothed
dancing with a lightened step
Like maypole with its coloured tapes
as we skipped and laughed
the teenage month, that held the fate
forever spinning, celebrate
hold hands, never looking back
When Winter's had its final groan
a new coin waiting to be spent
and limbs were lightly clothed
dancing with a lightened step
Like maypole with its coloured tapes
as we skipped and laughed
the teenage month, that held the fate
forever spinning, celebrate
hold hands, never looking back
#romantic
#spring
14 reads
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cabcool
Poem Published
10th May 2021 5:27pm
10th May 2021 5:27pm
scarTracs
Scars tell tales beyond their gasps
or moans or wounds.—cab
the oyster hugs its pearls,
scorched by harsh grains of sand;
the sand, swept by windwhirls,
annihilate the land.
sweet ebon, wear your rings
—no tree as tall and proud!—
where time has grafted strings
to pull you to your cloud.
my children etch birthmarks ...
or moans or wounds.—cab
the oyster hugs its pearls,
scorched by harsh grains of sand;
the sand, swept by windwhirls,
annihilate the land.
sweet ebon, wear your rings
—no tree as tall and proud!—
where time has grafted strings
to pull you to your cloud.
my children etch birthmarks ...
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
#hurt #SelfWorth
#hurt #SelfWorth
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2 Comments
DaryaWaters
Darya Waters
Darya Waters
Poem Published
10th May 2021 1:25pm
10th May 2021 1:25pm
LIKE A THUNDERBOLT
when she presses up against you
and for a moment
you are electrified
shocked to the core by a thunderbolt
a single instance whose beauty and power
transcend recollection
and for a moment
you are electrified
shocked to the core by a thunderbolt
a single instance whose beauty and power
transcend recollection
#love
#strength
#women
#storm
#memories
22 reads
2 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
10th May 2021 9:19am
10th May 2021 9:19am
A wounded stag (recovery from knee surgery)
10/31
Was held, the higher ground so proud
with pain, as in a storm be bowed
crutches imprints mark the way
creaking steps, the healing hill each day
Laceration's stripes, hide bravery
hare into the tortoise, turned indeed
that wounded stag MY only SHE
filling her shoes ,
the medicine to recovery
Was held, the higher ground so proud
with pain, as in a storm be bowed
crutches imprints mark the way
creaking steps, the healing hill each day
Laceration's stripes, hide bravery
hare into the tortoise, turned indeed
that wounded stag MY only SHE
filling her shoes ,
the medicine to recovery
#motivational
15 reads
5 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
10th May 2021 6:03am
10th May 2021 6:03am
Your Excuses Are Over
a liquid embrace,
To chase the day away."*
Such significance-
A sacrifice of time-
Of a life ago that's hard to piece together-
It's prolific in,
Who the hell i am-
A culmination of the greatest pain and pleasure-
My own bubble that i had to burst-
Through the grime and the dirt-
To find a way to build my worth-
And fight through the hurt-
A lasting stain upon my page-
A pain i'll take into my grave-
Calmly holding back the rage-
Unnatural and strange-
Could not be saved-
From...
To chase the day away."*
Such significance-
A sacrifice of time-
Of a life ago that's hard to piece together-
It's prolific in,
Who the hell i am-
A culmination of the greatest pain and pleasure-
My own bubble that i had to burst-
Through the grime and the dirt-
To find a way to build my worth-
And fight through the hurt-
A lasting stain upon my page-
A pain i'll take into my grave-
Calmly holding back the rage-
Unnatural and strange-
Could not be saved-
From...
#mother
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2 Comments
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