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Wednesday, August 02, 2017
Tuesday, August 01, 2017
Behold The Jewel of Love - with audio
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As the beating yellow flower
descends
A wandering heart is questioning
Boldly asking of the wind
Will it ever come again
Lost in the brightness of your
gaze
Beneath the curling ringlet
tresses
Fleeting eyes cannot amend or
rescind
The glowing embers sown deep
within
Bound in cords of truth and desire
Locked in the breast's red chamber
As nights advance of darkness
comes
Will the fates be undone
A limited soul of clay and
blood
Can never really be quite sure
Of fire hidden by the violet night
Save the cheek blanketed in silky
warmth
Lips pressed earnestly in softly
burning zeal
Spirits soaring along the
rainbow's seal
Against lighting dashing and
thunderous peal
Stardust radiating in unseen
auroras expanding
Lost together dreaming embracing
Curse of the lonely, away now
drifting
Arms reach out caressing, holding
and enfolding
A passing eternity of jasmine
kisses blossoming
Ringed by the burnishing flames
Are two made golden, molten
Smelted, tested ore of the furnace
In the white heat made pure,
becoming one
The humming worlds resound
Comets laugh and planets sigh
Oceans bringing up the tides
Greeting the moonbeams' shine
Fading stars twinkling, blinking
Morning calls out to turtledove
Gone aloft in the depths of
Feeling,
Are lovers flying wide in thought
The pulsating affection of the sun
Rises to rule the heavens once
again
Glorious is his raging chariot
throne
While we mere mortals have become
Somewhere high, high above
The treasure now revealed
Hands clasped tightly together
Behold the Jewel of love.
Behold the Jewel of Love - Video
https://youtu.be/kFGuLDqaxro
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As the beating yellow flower descends
A wandering heart is questioning
Boldly asking of the wind
Will it ever come again
Lost in the brightness of your gaze
Beneath the curling ringlet tresses
Fleeting eyes cannot amend or rescind
The glowing embers sown deep within
Bound in cords of truth and desire
Locked in the breast's red chamber
As nights advance of darkness comes
Will the fates be undone
A limited soul of clay and blood
Can never really be quite sure
Of fire hidden by the violet night
Save the cheek blanketed in silky warmth
Lips pressed earnestly in softly burning zeal
Spirits soaring along the rainbow's seal
Against lighting dashing and thunderous peal
Stardust radiating in unseen auroras expanding
Lost together dreaming embracing
Curse of the lonely, away now drifting
Arms reach out caressing, holding and enfolding
A passing eternity of jasmine kisses blossoming
Ringed by the burnishing flames
Are two made golden, molten
Smelted, tested ore of the furnace
In the white heat made pure, becoming one
The humming worlds resound
Comets laugh and planets sigh
Oceans bringing up the tides
Greeting the moonbeams' shine
Fading stars twinkling, blinking
Morning calls out to turtledove
Gone aloft in the depths of Feeling,
Are lovers flying wide in thought
The pulsating affection of the sun
Rises to rule the heavens once again
Glorious is his raging chariot throne
While we mere mortals have become
Somewhere high, high above
The treasure now revealed
Hands clasped tightly together
Behold the Jewel of love.
Monday, July 17, 2017
In The Sky I see Your Face - with audio
IN THE SKY I SEE YOUR FACE
The
good old sun keeps a burning burning burning
The
dancing world keeps on turning turning turning
Little
feet run and fly returning, returning
Home
after a day of youthful play
And
in the sky I see your face
Eyes
so true, your quiet loving voice
Lives
intertwine, love’s sweetest wine
Mountains
grey, oceans blue, lead to you, so fine
The
birds they sing whistling, chirping calling
Above
the orange blossoms budding, blooming falling
Insects
and creatures creeping, restless, crawling
Colorful,
black and grey, in the green and brown
And
in my heart I call out to you
Your
embrace in the grace of morning dew
The
touch of your hand so soft and kind
Resting
on the horizon, soaring in my soul and mind
And
if the Sun and sky flee away
The
stormy clouds come take away the day
I’ll
search the moon and stars in the night
Till
I find away to make it right
On
highest waves and in oceans deep
From
darkest forest to highest mountains keep
Until
the winds kiss this life with your name
And
you rest here in these arms once again
Oh what ever in the world can I do
But
to keep on forever loving you
All
of the goodness this old world can bring
Is
wrapped up in your love so I sing
The
good old sun keeps a burning burning burning
The
dancing world keeps on turning turning turning
Little
feet run and fly not returning, not returning
Gone
away from home after a wedding day of play
But
high above the warm sun is brightly, finely, shining
The
spinning world keeps on grinning, beaming, smiling
Rose
petal blushes crimson, beckoning, and beguiling
In
the days, stars and moon, love is music, bride and groom
And
in the sky I see your face
Deep
in love, a gentle secret place
Hearts
intertwine, sweetest heavenly design
Oceans
swell, Mountains climb, I am yours as you are mine
The
good old sun keeps a burning burning burning
This
dancing world keeps on turning turning turning
Little
feet run and fly returning, returning
Home
after a day of youthful play
And
in the sky I see your face
Eyes
so true, your quiet loving voice
Lives
intertwine, love’s sweetest wine,
Earth
and sky, Rainbow’s hue, can it be true, that you are mine
Monday, July 10, 2017
Tired - with audio
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I’m tired
Tired of the heat
Tired
Need an ice cold treat
Tired
I’m tired and I’m beat
Tripping through my world
Angry at all who I meet
Tired
I need to retreat
Tired
Speaking thoughts, not discrete
Tired
Can’t walk on my feet
Falling on the curb
Face in the concrete
Tired
I’m announcing defeat
Tired
Hiding under the sheet
Tired
And my work’s not complete
Tumbling down the stairs
Right out into the street
What can I say
What shall I speak
Please just excuse me
Friend I’m feeling weak
Too tired to respect you
So tired, just had to repeat
Please let me find a cool night
So I can lay in some sleep
I’m tired
Tired of the heat
Tired
Need an ice cold treat
Tired
I’m tired and I’m beat
Tripping through my world
Angry at all who I meet
Tired
I need to retreat
Tired
Speaking thoughts, not discrete
Tired
Can’t walk on my feet
Falling on the curb
Face in the concrete
Tired
I’m announcing defeat
Tired
Hiding under the sheet
Tired
And my work’s not complete
Tumbling down the stairs
Right out into the street
What can I say
What shall I speak
Please just excuse me
Friend I’m feeling weak
Too tired to respect you
So tired, just had to repeat
Please let me find a cool night
So I can lay in some sleep
Wednesday, July 05, 2017
Fret Not Little Bird - with audio
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FRET
NOT LITTLE BIRD
Fret not little bird and hear the true word,
Please listen to what I shall tell
That God is in the heavens and we are on the earth
And all will be well in the dell
Trust in the one who made the earth and sun,
With the seeds, the trees, and the fruit
With a purpose, we suppose, for the bee and the rose,
For you and your lovely recruit
Fear not pretty one, dry your tears in the sun,
Fly on where true love doth compel
Join those in the field, a blossomed little world,
Where the sky rests upon the tel
Swell up with song for the light doth shine strong
Clear, the way above, wide and blue
With sweet blessings falling in the breezes that come a calling,
Bringing flight to me and to you.
dedicated to the nini kid for sweet happiness
and blessings always. 2017
Thursday, June 29, 2017
No More Reason In The Rhyme - with audio
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Asking all the questions
Making no connections
Drifting through hollow checkout lines
Headed no direction
Diced up into sections
On the freeway one more time
The voice of news resigns
Information to compel and sell
But way up in my head, I’m feeling fine
I’m just cruising on
Just like ten thousand lost songs
In another paradigm
Coming from a different time
Having these big conversations
That never reach their destinations
No communication
In these words of mine
In these words of mine
I’m just cruising along
In an ocean wide and plumb
Smiling youthful faces
Silent waves, and graces
Criminal, a generation behind
Inside feels like dying,
Crying, trying to remind
Crying, trying to remind
Sighing, sharing caring,
Reaching out deaf and blind
Reaching out deaf and blind
Asking all the questions
Used to give directions
Out front and headed up the line
Singing songs, and making deals
On the stage and in Time square
In Halls and hearts made it shine
Cities crashing to the ground
Unknowing eyes hear no sound
Language foreign,
No more reason in the Rhyme
No more reason in the Rhyme
Friday, June 23, 2017
Where Do The Words Go
Where do the words go
Down the page
In the book
On the shelf
You know
Where to the words go
Out of the head
On the paper
Scale the caper
Oh, OH
Where do the words go
In the hidden heart
Deep in the soul
And on the pages now
Only the spaces show
Where do the words go
Spent at a party
In a passing car
On the nearest star
A mystery to show
Where do the words go
Between me and thee
He and she
Faces and baby
To pictures below
Where do the words go
Into the ground
To sprout the seeds
In rain coming down
Sunlit sound in swaying trees
Where do the words go
Sent to the spirit rising
Beyond painted horizon
Higher than lightning
Passing Jupiter Calypso and Pluto
Where do the words go
Cleansed in waters above and below
Returned to the Cosmos in
Spiraling eternal shuddering colors
Love’s Utterances of long ago
Monday, June 19, 2017
Poems Naive
Hello All:
The poems herein represent feelings, reflections and moments in time. They are original drafts, some of which remain here in all their glory and have not been edited. The criticism that I get from most of my writer friends is that the poems or stories do not have a beginning middle and an end. This is because most of us here in the west, whether we know it or not, have been trained in the style and structure of classical literature. In the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s, from beat poets, to Bukowski to rap there has been some movement away from that strictness of form, as seen in the visual art world first with the French painters of the late 19 century and the Spanish painters of the early 20th, culminating with folks like Jackson Pollard in the 1930s 40s and beyond.
That being said a lot the work here is amateur and naive, and without the polish of the outstanding professional training and talent represented by the rich literary traditions available to us in each of our respective places of origin.
I'm not sure that I will get around to tidying up around here, so if you see these poems elsewhere in the future looking a little different and some with changed titles its all good. You can say; well I knew those poems way back when, before they were all clean and shiny. Thanks for looking in -
and Best Regards,
Dusty Crucible, at www.cloudywaves.blogspot.com
PS. Check for audio links to hear some poems read aloud.
Audio Link
The poems herein represent feelings, reflections and moments in time. They are original drafts, some of which remain here in all their glory and have not been edited. The criticism that I get from most of my writer friends is that the poems or stories do not have a beginning middle and an end. This is because most of us here in the west, whether we know it or not, have been trained in the style and structure of classical literature. In the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s, from beat poets, to Bukowski to rap there has been some movement away from that strictness of form, as seen in the visual art world first with the French painters of the late 19 century and the Spanish painters of the early 20th, culminating with folks like Jackson Pollard in the 1930s 40s and beyond.
That being said a lot the work here is amateur and naive, and without the polish of the outstanding professional training and talent represented by the rich literary traditions available to us in each of our respective places of origin.
I'm not sure that I will get around to tidying up around here, so if you see these poems elsewhere in the future looking a little different and some with changed titles its all good. You can say; well I knew those poems way back when, before they were all clean and shiny. Thanks for looking in -
and Best Regards,
Dusty Crucible, at www.cloudywaves.blogspot.com
PS. Check for audio links to hear some poems read aloud.
Audio Link
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Gentle Elevation - with audio
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Walking long in the majestic woods
Cabins watching like men in hoods
Eyes unfolding mysteries o’er the sandy path
Conifers, Pines, Oaks, and deep green undergrowth
Angelic Sunlight reaches down through leafy
branches
Kind words, knowing smiles, hushed voices, a Blue
Jay dances
Love is given and taken in the rich mountain air
Woodpeckers overhead work and play with equal
flair
Tap tap tap tap tap, flying, sailing, diving,
chattering
A pond in the distance, surface rippling, hardly
noticing
Peaceful thoughts in the day’s hot fractured light
Sounds of mice in the ceiling, mountain lion’s
cries in the night
Cold dark restless outside, inside quiet prayers, bodies
calm
Blanketed sleep, murmuring softly, popping flames
charm and warm
Coffee and eggs, with sleepy happy faces
Packing and cleaning then on to other places
Oh gentle elevation touched by descending cloudy
vapors
Each heart beats out a song, singing of your stunning
favors
Farewell to all creatures, wildflowers and living
things so pretty
Down the winding ways speed we away toward the
distant city
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