When youth and beauty did fade
25 November 2015
New found memories
Strike a chord in my heart’s lines
Gathering pieces
Yesterday’s pride spent
Remembering the playgrounds
Brings thoughts of penance
Nymphs circled around
Clamouring for your presence
Emblem of beauty
Playful happenings
Jaded other waters swirled
A backdrop of rain
Perhaps they will yet
Within Indian summer’s shade
Raise Love’s pedestal
Dance to beat of life
Mea culpa is the spin
Blue red purity
Two freedoms entwine
Take the pulse of winds’ movements
Shattering waters
In sands of Time plunge
Discover the miracles
Find the light of one
Nature’s gifts within
Heartbeats’ purple pulsation
Butterflies in source
Inverted climates
Implosion of the senses
Colours my love’s trail
Twirling, dissolving
Within the Eye of the storm
Resurrection green
Giant leap of faith
Diamonds birth from the pressure
Winds of Love carry
A kiss into Light
Within darkness of woodlands
Twin becomes the flight
Mythical creatures
Blue freedom on winds of Love
Dance of unicorns
Into light’s stillness
Within mirrors the without
Gifts eternity
Meet the beloved
Abandoned tower’s safety
To yellow castles
Peace in the Heart’s ways
Alien separation
Spun the enigma
Tomorrow will tell
When youth and beauty did fade
Forgetting love’s length
Enigma – Mea Culpa & Find The Light
Natacha atlas – Gafsa
Christmas 2006 (7?, 8?, 9?…2012)
(All Together now, in Chipmunk-esque squeals, just like Alvin and the Chipmunks have sung it since the 60s)
Christmas comes but once a year,
soldiers bloodied, Mother’s tears,
bombs exploding in the air,
it’s Christmas everywhere!
Barons sipping booze or tea,
greed leads to frivolity,
one man’s toil is another-kids toy,
it’s Christmas in Hanoi.
Farm girls walk to city lights,
paddies shimmer by moonlight,
no one left to grow rice high,
it’s Christmas in Shanghai.
Now she sits at sewing machines,
making clothes for Wal-Mart Queens
she takes home a buck a day,
it’s Christmas in Bombay. (Mumbai)
One hundred forty hour weeks,
raped and left no food to eat,
import maids, Sri Lanka’s poor,
it’s Christmas Singapore.
Catholic Mass in Spanish here,
Argentina has great fear
The IMF has had their say
Guess who is going to pay?
Now the Dems have won their seats
still no nerve to scream “impeach,”
It seems they’re also on the take,
Which SUCKS for goodness sake!
Bush is set on World War three
claims tax cuts will set us free
Look, a tear in Laura’s eye
The Whitehouse is a sty.
Habeas Corpus is long gone
Now King George can have his fun
The law was passed here just in time
To root-out left-wing slime.
Osama thumbs his princely nose
Knowing Dad is Bush’s Bro,
The oil secured keeps China at bay
It’s Christmas all the way.
Now Osama’s dead and gone
Who will be the next war pawn?
Syria, Libya, Iran, no WAIT!
Christmas is way past late.
Barack Obama’s our new man
He spreads the war to Pakistan,
Drones are flying up above
Spreading Christmas love.
So go out and shop some more
Buy something from every store
The fascist status quo gains power
with every shopping hour.
Christmas comes but once a year,
Bloodied soldiers, Mother’s tears,
bombs exploding in the air
it’s Christmas everywhere!
Bombs exploding in the air
It’s Christmas everywhere!
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I take pride in commenting on this post.
What great poetry and great pictures.
You take such a lot of efforts.
Good!
Shiva
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Thank you Shiva, I am do glad you appreciate the poetry and artistic efforts
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Wow, those final 3 lines. Yes.
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Not everyone gets it. I guess you have to reach a certain age to understand the feeling 🙂
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I do! I see you found my Kryptonite piece…so yes…I understand! Glad I found you, Geetha! Eager to read much more! You are very talented!
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Thank you and yes I found your Kryptonite. Damn, i wish the world could get rid of those sneaky little things. I am glad we found each other and looking forward to reading more. So many talented writers here it would take a lifetime to read all that they have voiced.
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I agree! But now I know where to find you so, I will always be happy to read more! 🙂
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As I will to read more from you 🙂
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Amazing artwork and words. Please read the outstanding poetry by a talented writer.
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Thanks a lot for reblogging John
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Was my pleasure and you are welcome.
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Artwork and words are amazing. Thank you.
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Thank you John
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You are welcome.
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Splendid as always. “Twirling, dissolving / Within the Eye of the storm / Resurrection green” really evoked a reaction, dissolving resurrecting but from the Eye (capitalized) of the storm. So much texture and depth.
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Thank you so much. Your reading is always so profound.
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Totally beautiful..
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Thank you so much 🙂
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