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Time to meditate and pray

Time to sleep and time to eat
Time to wash my father's feet!

Time to write and time to read
Keep up with my friends - agreed?

Time to cook and time to wash
Time to do the dishes - gosh!

Time to talk upon the phone
Time to be with God - alone

Now that day has just begun
I've communed with the Holy One
Meeting with the morning sun
Now it's time to have some FUN!
I'm going to read this morning.
Please bear with me.
I have SO many responsibilities!
Did I spell that correctly?
Oh well...
Good morning/afternoon/evening!
 Nov 2015 KarmaPolice
Poetic T
Entwined in soft hews her skin mimicked the place
She called her heart. This woodland paradise of
Older than human time. Flowers bloomed on her
Always in bloom her modesty hidden from eyes
That may pry upon her beauty.

She nurtured saplings in growth told them
Stories of the old, this made them nurture
The words into leafs and reach higher than
They were before. Her whispers encouraged
Them to yearn to touch the sky above.

She gathered her children in the air they
Skimmed upon the winds carrying them near
And far. Seeds that would each year do a pilgrimage
To the furthest reaches and seed the ground  with
Her words whispered "grow my children of earth,

As fragrant as flowers her beauty was of natures
Gestures, each moulded to what was seen by only
The animals and wondering folk who glanced
Mesmerised in service they offered to be guardians
Of this place of mother earth, where her children live.
this is an extended version of the two senryus [beauty is bestowed] & [leafs hide modesty] ~Goddess of nature~
~~¤~~

It is easy to love a poet
Give her that smile that she'll never forget
Just send her  a word or a line
And everyday will be just so fine

Show her your photo, good or not
Anyway she loves you a lot
Everything from you is for keeps
Like sweetness of your kiss on her tender lips

Touch her softly, that she never expects
Kiss her forehead as sign of respect
She feels wonderful when you are around
A simple hello is a lovely sound

Give her a time to tell her stories
Make her feel that she's really missed
She just deserves a hug and a smile
After being away for a while

Let her lean on your chest and shoulders
Let her feel that you are all hers
When she waits for a shooting star to fall
You know what's her wish afterall

She always sits on your lap,  doesn't she?
Like a baby girl she ought to be
When she press your nose, fell proud
She only wants you to laugh so loud

Hold her waist and carry her
Swing your bodies into the air
When she tickles and teases you endlessly
She do it with love for your eyes to see

Oh,  it is easy to love a poet
A kind of love you will never forget
Her heart is pure,  tender and mild
Yet she loves so much, carefree and wild...

~~¤~~
It is easy to love when you are ready to love.
 Nov 2015 KarmaPolice
sanch kay
and she wrote poetry
listening to the moonbeams crash at her feet
while the stars exploded and died before her eyes.
everything's gone.
 Nov 2015 KarmaPolice
Poetic T
I died in the womb of despair, the umbilical
cord of desperation suffocated me.

I was floating motionless in afterimages
Of what took me to this place.

My thoughts were stillborn in the aftermath
Of what I had tried what I failed to do.

As I came in to the world of clear minded reflection
I breathed where there was none.

I was neither here or their but now I breath, from
Still motion I inhale life once again.
 Nov 2015 KarmaPolice
Poetic T
I buried myself where only the whispers
Scream loudest, in silence I closed my eyes.

Never wanting to hear others words I enclosed
Every thought in a tomb of muteness.

Dead air consumed my anguish, I couldn't
Utter any motion only stagnated movement.

My peace was under harmonious restraint, I ushered
Nothing in my final gasp, buried in silence.
and drums of skin
bring a song
we can begin

knowing flesh
sentient lark
bring us all
into the dark

pulsing pleasures
fly to the marrow
into the darkness
like a sparrow
the way is broad
the outcome narrow

hush my heart
into this way
love the night
and not the day

lust for shadow
shun the light
give your soul
without a fight

follow me
fulfill desire
sense the smoke
it's rising higher
you're coming closer
to the fire

come my children
death's sublime
slip to depths
you cannot climb
in the end

you are mine


soulsurvivor
(C) 2/11/2015
drugs ****.
The world came from nothing
Ciphers into an endless darkness
No light, like when asleep, and there
In the vast caverns of the mind it
Holds nothing sacred to keep

But even I dream, dream of beautiful things
Things that I  hold dear to me, people I love
And around to see the beautiful things I see
They can hear what I hear and feel  what I feel
And it all makes sense because it's real

The cool breeze of  the fall
The changing colors of the leaves
The sun cascading it's magic upon the trees
Everything seems as it should be

Can there be anything so right
I can taste the dew of the night
See the waxing moon shine bright
And hope there comes another time

But through it all, what if I die?
Then what, where do I go from here?
The world aimlessly rushes to nowhere
And I am caught up in the hustle
The seeminglessly vast tyrant holding
Me by my neck, waiting for death to take me

Close my eyes, what if that's all there was
Just complete darkness, no thoughts
Nothing.
 Nov 2015 KarmaPolice
SG Holter
A thousand hands on my skin.
Hours of lips against my
Chest.

Openness, the smell of woman
On every single breath of
Air.

Contained. Possessed.
Consumed. Engulfed. Confined.
Content.

I float in love craving me.
My every cell in bliss.
Water;

I am a leaf in a stream.
Floating in the featherness of
Relentless attention;

Too exhausted to sleep, yet
Giving in to dreaming
On.

A laughing prisoner.
More bars, locks, chains!
Caged in, and so, so free.
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