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Daily Archives: September 27, 2014

My Mum – At Harvest – Promote Yourself

table
When I was eight
She decorated the communion table
One side green and lush
Real water running
Down home
made
steps.
The other
Dry
Sandy
Rocky
With a cow’s white
Bare bone skull
In pride of place…
Our house stank
For weeks
And,
Unfortunately,
I knew
What brawn was…
cheryl bhagwandin

Honey in the Middle – Promote Yourself

honey
My heart is
a tapestry woven
with turmoil
and love’s
bittersweet foliage.
And yet,
within this
moment,
I am drawn
not to the
evergreen solace
of a heart’s
finer truth,
but to
the honeyed
concoction
of baser thoughts…
gliding fingertips
traversing
the territory
of your skin;
pressed lips…
mapping
the weight
of pleasure’s
bite…
bound
and centered
by night’s fall.
Nathan Lindsay

Flatlined – Promote Yourself

robi

Walking, talking, but no emotion

Robotic movements fall in line

Waiting, hoping for life to enter in

Watching blindly no thought comes to mind

They were human beings, now only human without a spirit

I cannot help but notice their bodies have flatlined

In need of rejuvenation, someone to tell them it’s not their fault

You have been tricked by the enforcer’s subterfuge

Do not take to heart their lies and deceit

They would have you take on the responsibility and heap

Burdens they pile on, your shoulders cannot bear

“Fake it til you make it” they say, they do not care

Yours is not a burden to bear alone or make pretense about your home

Spiritual death is what they bring, by way of a false patina overlay

Find yourself, be honest and true

Brace yourself; you are your own glue

Hold fast and find comfort in knowing

Yours is a purpose worth digging deep and discovering

Fearful of this, they will try and derail

Your thoughts, your persona, behaviors and all

Be yourself, be real not phony

Admit your faults, work through them for true matrimony

Realize their lies and do not take them on

Connect with others in sincerity and integrity

Earnestness will awaken the deadened soul

To bring to and end disconnect and cold

Dara Reidyr

 http://daraswriting.wordpress.com/

A PREMONITION – Promote Yourself

reaper

See Death…
*moroseness!*

See its shadow…
*fear!*

Closer…it’s closer…
*trembling!*

Coming to me…
*morbidity!*

To you too…
*despairity!*

Even him…
*oddity!*

Death whispers…
*shivering!*

Saying what?..
*mercilessness!*

What! What!..
*hopelessness!*

Who hears death?..
*traumatic!*

Who’ll be harbinger?..
*frustration!*

You hear death?..
*ah!*

Me, him hear too…
*eih!*

We live pretence…
*opprobrium!*

Death opt for all…
*aversion!*

But it’s true…
*messmerism!*

Are you prepared?..
*calmness!*

Death stings anyday…
*repugnance!*

One by one we’ll go…
*certainty!*

Yet not now…
*solace!*

My name is Abegunde Timothy
You can know more about me through my blog: stachats.wordpress.com

“Swathed in Gold”. – Promote Yourself

gold2
Swathed in Gold
The gentle
high frame
of her cheeks,
swathed in
golden braids.
A dream of
a couple
awakened to
smiles after
years
of
long, & lost,
conversations.
A library
of memories
between them
over the solitude
of a meal
silhouetted by
the heavy,
cool calm of
a morning lake.
The man leans in
for a smile from
his beloved
and whispers
only two
meaningful
words:
That’s her…
Nathan Lindsay

 

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