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writings of mine from long ago
Not sure if all of what ends up in this thread would be considered poetry but it seemed the best place for them.
I do welcome comments, crits, and feedback/observations, but I wish to remind the reader that these writings are considered finished works and will not be revisited, or revised as they are considered complete in their current form, but that does not mean I will be deaf to what the readers interprets or wishes to express. so for my first post I give you this.... ........................lake The lake just sits there and ponders what it is going to do today, that is what it usually does every day. It just waits there for someone to come along and to go swimming in it so that it knows that it is wanted. The lake longs to be joined with its sister lakes and rivers, to no longer be isolated and alone, away from friends the lake reviles all its wonders and beauty to all who come to its shores to admire it, it provides a place for people to enjoy themselves and to go boating or fishing for these are the things that make a lake very happy, but when people start snooping under the surface the lake gets very angry and starts to cause problems because unlike the river the lake keeps its secrets very well gaurded and if you try to find out what they are the lake will claim you as one more of its many hidden horrorsfor other investigators the lake tells me about those people that were never able to walk on dry ground again and abouthow it secretly plots the drowning of every piece of dirt on the planet because you see the lake has gone insane from just sitting around by itself with noone to talk to or any place to go waiting each day for something to happen to it. the waters tell me of how they want to embrace me and love me forever so that no other may have me the lake makes me offers that are almost impossible to refuse, but I tell it maybe some other day as I leave it and think about what it will give me for loving it and each day I come closer to letting the waters love me and hold me but for now I belong to the land. and my second post is this, a somewhat related writing.. ..............river The river is power it is serenity the river is also life and death, it has the ability to move a person to tears it gives me a feeling of contentment the river brings food to places it is needed it also slowly eats away at the very same shore that it feeds the river is peaceful to watch on the surface but one glimpse of what is happening below is enough to scare the life out of a person. The river has hidden powers that only a very select few can see or hear the river is the resting place for me to go and relax I can hear the river calling to me and telling me its most prized secrets and all that it has to offer if only I stay and listen as long as it wants to talk. The river shows me what it can do with all its hidden powers and how I to can posses them the river is always glad to see me on the shoreline and to have someone to talk to but when I am gone it will sometimes get angry and start to destroy all that it has helped to give life to, but most of the time it just flows along its path and waits patiently for me to return to it because it knows that someday I will come back to it and to embrace it and love it but for nowit is content to just talk with me and to carry my problems away to its depths forever. But now I must go back to the river and listen some more because the waters are calling to me so I will go and talk and listen some more. |
the next couple peices are here
...nothing what is that I hear? is it a yell or just a noise no it is neither it is just nothing, the terrifying sound of nothing no love no hate no sadness no joy just the bitter sound of nothing nothing is an empty word without light or hope it ends conversations and lives it stirs the soul to raise up in laughter or in sadness it makes people cringe and brace when there is nothing around people get scared they look to replace the nothing but they are not always able to nothing can take hold of the strongest heart and make it ache or it can make the weariest soul happy it can give a needed break or it can become desolate, the meaning of nothing can only be found by the one who found nothing be it on purpose or out of carelessnes what is that I hear a laugh a sigh or maybe a scream or a voice oh it was just nothing ........................SILENCE................ Silence fills all the empty spaces where sound has abandoned. silence comes before sound it also comes after sound. Silence is a force that cannot be defeated, yet can be shattered and lost with a single noise. Silence is what I like to listen to, to not hear anything after listening to the hustle and bustle of the day silence is golden it is a thing of pleasure yet a source of overwhelming fear and panic silence is the one thing everyone wants but it is the one thing they cannot stand. Silence waits patiently for the night to come it slowly takes control of the world as sound fades away, it holds onto the cities and countryside as long as it can reluctant to give them back to sound for sound is a young concept while silence is older than the universe itself. Silence will be here long after sound dies and is forgotten. Silence will be the only witness to the end of time. Silence is what attracts me and guides me in what I do, Silence is the the thing that I wish for and it is the one place I long to be. |
Here are 3 short ones
people people change people come and go people make memories people keep and forget memories people forget people people keep pictures of people people are people are not people are people life Life is and is not life is priceless yet thrown away like trash life fills and is filled by those around it life is full and yet empty life is simple yet unexplainable life is happiness and sorrow its contentment and unrest life is everything yet its nothing life is me and you life is what life is life is life friends Friends are people who have fun together Friends are there when you're down to give you a hand Friends are the ones that make you feel like you belong Friends make you laugh when you don't want to Friends are the ones that know youthe best Friends are the people you can count on the most when you need help Friends are your most valuable asset |
Next group
........................change change is good for the human spirit if it is the right kind of change. change is what the human spirit needs to survive but the wrong kind of change can bring terror and chaos to a persons life good change is one that brings happiness to a person's life the differance between good and bad change is very hard to find because there are some changes that seem good before they happen but when they take place they scare those that are effected an example of a mixed change is one of a person leaving for a short time period it seems like you are going to be happy to be rid of that person but after they are gone you realize how much you needed that person around an example of a good change is getting married or having children because then you have someone who depends on you to take care of them and that makes you feel like you have done something that you can always be proud of an example of a bad change is one where you must alter your lifestyle because of an illness or because of financile reasons where the things that you used to do are no longer good for you or you cannot afford to do them when a change comes to you in your life you must take it in stride with everything else that happens to you and when there is a bad change tha you are unable to handle you must seek help from friends that care about you. .........home Home is a place where you feel safe Home is where your family is at and wherethe heart is Home for a soldier is far away Home is a word that soldiers use to remind themselves that there are peple waiting for them. Home is a memory buried deep inside, Home is the force which keeps a soldier moving forward. For some home is the barracks others it's in a different state or even a different country. Home is where we are yet its also a place we long to be Home is a place some may never see. Home is where I haven't seen |
Next two
..................................winter... Winter is a time of joy winter is also a time of death for everything is cold yet eerily bright the fresh snowinvites me out while the wind howls for me to beware for it is the winter wind that will claim the person who is lured out into it by the seemingly quiet serenity of a clear winters day Winter is a time for people to get together and go sledding or skiing or even ice skating but it is also the time when most go unprepaired for the weather and some pay the ultimate price winter is a quiet time the trees and flowers lie in wait for the warmth of spring the birds and small animals have all left before the unmerciless wind and coldcould get their icy fingers on them. winter waits for its prey paitently fore it knows that somewhere someone is going to forget about what is going on around them and the wind and cold are going to rip through them with an unyeilding grip and a howl of victory Winter cares not who you are or where you're from it wants to get to you any way that it can if it cannot trick you it will bombard you you until either you break or spring arrives. all you can do is fight back and wait for spring. ..................................dark............ ......... Dark and blackness are the same being it is what is behind you when you are alone it is the feeling you have when you think something is going to happen. Blackness fills every spot that light is unable to penetrate it is the force that envelopes the world at night and holds onto it with all its power, for dark is stronger than light by a thousand fold dark was the companion to silence before the universe was here and it is always around darkness is a place for lovers to snuggle closer together it is also the reason they hold on tighter to each other dark is a peaceful state in which the eye does not have to distinguish colors or shapes it is also the state in which panic and fear breed and spread like wildfire and can grow to attack a person who is unlucky enough to be out Dark is my element the place I feel most relaxed it is also my one true friend for it does not tell anyone what I say to it and it does not let others know where I am at dark keeps those facts without ever letting them go no matter how hard anyone tries to take it from the dark Dark is where I feel wanted and it is where long to go and to stay until the end of time. |
next installment is here
...........................storm The storm has power beyond belief the storm is beautiful to watch it brings life waters whereever it goes yet it also can bring Death and Destuction the storm has powers of lightning and tornados which very few people can understand yet the storm will tell you about them if you sit and listen the storm will tell about how it can be soft as silk or hard as stone depending on what mood it is in the storm will try to scare you with light shows and impress you with strong winds but I pay no mind to the boasting of the storm for while I am talking with it it becomes prideful and angry because I do not show fear nor am I impressed by the light show and I let the storm know this because the storm no power over what I fear or dread an dthis angers the storm for it does not like when a human can be considered its equal whether it be in strength, anger, destructive power, speed or even pride yet when the storm and I meet it knows from the past that I have greater powers that the storm ever could and this angers the storm into trying to impress me and to try to get me to tell it my secrets but I never do so the storm rages on waiting for its next chance to meet with me but for now all is calm and Quiet as the storm approaches ......walking with me when the path is clear walk beside me fore I need not lead where you can see when the path is narrow and hard to find walk behind and hold my hand fore I shall guide you safely when the path is dark look for me I shall be your light when the path leads upward hold my hand fore I shall help you up when the path becomes to tireing or trecherous ride upon my back fore I will accept your burden as my own when the path splits walk before me and lead the way fore I shall follow with you along what ever path you may choose but you must choose the path yourself |
The last two I have are here. I hope if you have read all of them you can understand them as I have written them.
wolf or man A form takes shape a movement and the shape changes what was is gone and whats here is changing look again a different form nothing solid nothing fluid everything shadows meet a form takes shape alone look again a form Defines and moves forward the time has come a lesson waits Think your alone look agian the form approaches fear is not present calm aproaches Time for a lesson the shadows open the form approaches stand in the light listen to the lesson peace is comming look to the shadows the form approaches low and silent no fear a friend has arrived a call in the distance The form enters the light low and silent padded foot on bare ground look down again Booted foot is there look up I am there you have stayed the lesson begins. two are one Empty clearing look around nothing seen nothing heard all is quiet on frozen ground Footsteps heard all around whats this way bound is it padded foot or leather bound enter the clearing no sound nor fear around step to the side and wait for thee sighted is there one or two its hard to see man or wolf you cannot tell one or both or two as one stand in place I approach no fear nor hate a friend has come stay and watch man is wolf yet wolf is alone on frozen ground Foot in the light wolf is gone but around stand face to face with one who is two listen words are said low and calm wolf turns to go Follow and learn the time has come for two to be one again I say to you stay and learn or go with hopes to return stay or go The choice is yours I will wait come and learn or go and remember when you are ready seek and I will be found |
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