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We are in a free state
our words are rampant,
abundant, thrown with fury
as our fingertips express
what our eyes might easily hide.
We have liberties
our lives are fluid,
we stroll by one another
on city streets, in corridors,
alone upon intersections
islands traveling in unison.
We are a smart folk
adapting to the machine-
mania of new-world communication;
texting our ideals,
snap chatting our privacy
allowing our massive peer group
to react accordingly hiding the visual.
We are alone now
gleaning our devices,
a blue-tooth discovery
working its blatant magic
in separation, in desperation,
a distant eye on body language
cannot suffice the human condition.
We need to breathe with eyes in elegance,
share the touch, share the beauty, share the love.
© Thom Amundsen 2014
Tear my eyes apart
For I’m not one to see
Such beauty as yours
Is too much for me
To better myself
My only plan
What can I offer?
Only my heart, only my hand
It hangs by a thread
In the air like a scream
No thief will come by
They know I’m empty
My fate it was you
But yours I was not
No, instead the path forward
Has started to rot
All time I shall wait
With a hope and a dream
Because I know if you don’t
I’m the lock to your key
Silence of our tones is slowly suffocating me.
The uncertainty of your movements is mystifying.
Hasty circulation of blood running through my veins.
Disproportionate mental exhaustion due to your mystery.
Introspection of my wrongs,
Realization of my brain-work and the present error before my eyes,
Is bloody atrocious,
Because I dig deep within my soul,
I shove my nails into my flesh,
As I fail to understand your eyes,
What are they hiding from me?
Is it my boldness you fear?
Or did I do you wrong?
What are we?
You and I?
Because the vagueness of our passionate stares,
Is confusing me.
Is it the gaze of love you exude?
Or all you have for me is friendly admiration?
But of course,
You and I can never be,
If you’re powerful enough to rule the world,
And my fragility stops me from stepping out the door,
If you’re determined to do the impossible,
And my hesitation is moving me nowhere.
So whatever we may be,
Whatever you may be to me,
And whatever I may be to you,
Our silence is due to our fantasies.
You and I?
We never spoke.
And pray to God and the Holy Virgin for forgiveness.
I knowingly brought her to this world.
When I seek evidence of a soul,
I find it in her. Animated, trans-substantiated.
Her very being in existence.
Proof of the divine is not etched in stained glass,
Nor the Masons folly of heaven ascending spire.
Instead a window reflected in dazzling blue.
Was my sin in creation absolved, as rough nails drove home.
Am I to be punished more than in thought verse and prose.
Belief is not opinion.
What shapes the paradox of my sinful act of creation.
How can beauty and innocence be wrong.
I do not create this world.
I sacrifice upon its altar.
The onset of migraine
Behind your eyes,
A half-moon of thorns
In darkness crown you.
Not Christ, may this be lifted.
Ron Gardner 23/9/11
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Our red hot lips met
Our tingling fingertips
Showing the emotion
Of a red hot kiss,
Our eyes met
Our hearts set
Showing the emotion
Like a fire
We set alight
The magic night
We couldn’t tame,
Showing our emotion
To set the night
We couldn’t resist
That started with
A red hot kiss
Father open our Eyes
To the failures of mankind,
Seek out all that is evil,
Correct all that which we find.
Protect all the innocent ones,
The vulnerable and the weak,
Surround them with your love and light,
In your arms forever keep.
Father gives comfort to the bereaved,
Ease their sorrow and pain,
Fill their hearts with knowledge,
That we all shall meet again.
Father heals all those that suffer,
Give energy to all that are weak
Diminish their pain and torment,
Give encouragement to all that are meek.
Father we send our thoughts to the world,
For everlasting peace,
Open the eyes of those that are blinded,
For war and destruction to cease.
Finally Father we ask you humbly,
For all those that have been parted,
You fill them with your love and light,
To mend the broken-hearted,
Malcolm G Bradshaw.