Brycical

Brycical Sep 2014

Some days,
I've forgotten to laugh.
My scowl says I'm being serious
while my mind loudly whispers
you      ****       head
                    you're          such a ****          up
            watch you die            alone
because
              you          can't              do   anything
and so forth
and everything feels like I'm swallowing
porcupine barbs.

But when I talk to myself and remember
the silly goofy cuckoo bonkers
madcap absurd world I'm living in
where people care more about the environment than each other
are still arguing over whose good book is the best book
seeking to live a life like Jay-Z instead of His Holiness
paying bukoos of shekels to guys to who hit and catch ***** instead of those who teach their kids
while remaining ignorant of the stuff they're eating
I can't help but laugh then!

i don't know.

Brycical Sep 2014

No Longer Shall I Shun The Dark

When the screaming void of humanity's barking fear
came around,
I used to shut the curtains
on my hazel windows,
and lock all seven doors,
waiting on the floor for it to go away.

In those moments of
racing breath and aching heart
I chose fear.

But  one day,
something shifted in me.
And on that day,
as the darkness fell upon my house
banging, barking, snarling, clawing,
piercing odious sounds vomiting all around...
I peaked out one of the windows.

It was me!
Sure I was a child
but it was me!

No longer shall I shun the dark,
but instead I choose love, inviting it inside with lights,
sharing sweet potatoes and kale dinners
alongside a campfire conversation
with a warm rose bath
and later we watch the dusk sky ignite.
We end our time with
a short prayer;

*All is Love.
It is,
We Are.
May you venture well into thought.

#love #fear #dark

Brycical Sep 2014

The Strangest Prayer

I hope that one day
everyone in the world has
had Stendhal syndrome.

#prayer #haiku

Brycical Sep 2014

There But Not There

I see you standing in the shower
though you’re not there.
Your mind bends the air around me
as I feel your Aphrodite fingers on my spine.
But I’m some five hundred ancient miles away…

We can talk without a phone
or internet.
But that doesn’t mean
I don’t enjoy being chocolate croissant spoiled
in your presence, even if it’s digital.
But our heart-conversations
change my soul,
like boiling mercury
oozing light from my veins.
Our minds and hearts
converse over dawn cloud kingdoms
occasionally checking our infinite labyrinth basement
that doubles as a wine cellar.
Sometimes,
our conversations don't even take place in this century.

I suspect we make scientists
scratch their heads
with our psychedelic time machine babble.

#love #time

Sep 2014

Fah

#54

We pray to each other - the movement of all , inside us is
honored , respected , cherished

we touch each others hearts and then we growl and move a hand to the neck and the other pulling gently on hair ,
expanding into a paradox's conclusion.

Sep 2014

Fah

Can't help but move

Living here , can't help but move*
sailing each course with the gifts of divine love anchoring
mixtures of light and dark.
                   focus
                                    Living here , can't help but move
         away from the moments of unrest , sculpting each moment of this day into beauty with my hands, thoughts and kisses.

Living here , can't help but move
Swirl like laughter round the tea cup of herbs
move into the space where it's a heartbeat
dust off the dust.
                                       Living here , can't help but move
It's a dawn that breaks ,  swallowed up by the mid day sun , here on this planet , it's like the sky is chewing very slowly
open , close.

Loving here means i do the same too.
open , close.
open , close.

and so i woke with a way to my step and a love on my ears , with fishy dreams at my heels and a lover close to tears

#living #hope #everyday

Sep 2014

Helen

Heads UP!!! More Possible Stolen Poems!!!

Hey guys

I have found several Daily Poems from this site being shared externally with no acknowledgement to the rightful owner :(

Head over here....

http://thepoetryden.wordpress.com/author/thepoetryden/

and if you find your original work there then I highly encourage you ask this person to either a) link the poem back to your original or b) remove them from his site. He claims to be a poet and is misleading people by not putting original names/original links to the works he is posting!

Go through them carefully as the titles of the poems have been changed.

Please share this because I have read at least 3 poems from this site from 3 different people over there with no acknowledgement to the original author!

Update ~ Sept 6th 2014 ~ You are NOT going to believe this. I found Shane Linville on Facebook and you will never guess who is one of his favourites! Chris G Vaillancourt! That's right, the very same well known plagiarist from days gone by at HP. He was such an insidious piece of work

*******! Not the way I'd like to see my name next to a Daily Poem but getting the awareness out there is a nice thing too :)

Update... To those listed below with stolen poetry who can't access the link to the blog because its been made private you can still contact word press to advise them and they can check the blog to make sure it's been removed. His name is Shane Linville! I'm just sorry I didn't have time to go through everything he had posted :(
The link above contains the following stolen poetry (that I know so far)
Indifference by Purple Orchid is posted as Her Soul
The Bells of Civilizations Ring by Sjr1000 is posted as World of Disease
Morning Light by Silas is posted as Morning Light (no name change but no link to the original)
I am Stone by imadeitallup (no name change but no link to the original)
A Fool for You by MYstro mAdden posted as Your Love
These a just a few... If you know any of the above poets... please share with them