Angel Falls

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Is it considered a drought, if I’m thirsty for you? 

Cascading angel who freely falls soft to rocks

Being that you are the only possible remedy for my parched lips…

Mother of all waters,
I keep praying for you, safety through the devils mountain.
purest and clairsentiant like crystals one scrys into for answers.
playing and bending light several which ways to entertain me.

Famine and debris am I,
to savor your dew would bring me rapture

Cascading goddess who falls with little to no fear

Not even a stream was I,
but I drew in your mist, hoarding it till I became prosperous

Oasis that you are,
much like a water sage to the mirage of my soul

You erode me and shape me like mud and clay.
you’re limitless as a moist well, peaking on infinity.
oh, my tongue swells for your never ending glory.

Cast out of Heaven, you are all for me.

-Matthew P. HIll

via http://hellopoetry.com/poem/angel-falls/

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Perfect (the gift you gave me)

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If you are reading this you should know by now… how important being young and eternal is. Not in matters of age but in mind

Know even one life has breathed easier
in your giving expanse of love
blessing me with sacred possibilities

These places would not be without you
Sad songs of silence no words or voice

” I will die, you will die, the earth will die”

 

But you give me hope
those sparks in the night
With that enigmatic smile of yours
Which I wouldn’t ever forget
Shine, breathing sweet air into
lungs like mine
My fingers touch
the waters surface
create blooming ripples
adding more memories

You are dripping
time as a drop of rain
the smell of soil
quivering with quasar particles
hidden stellar streams
across the orchestral path

Immortal love burning
Connection ever here
Stir me til I’ve blended
my passions with my fear
strong yet sensitive,
firm but yet understanding,
hard but yet vulnerable
Willing to lose it.

And with a toothy smile “I do”
Looking at me with mirrored eyes ” I do too”

I have given

Enough;hard;tears;tired;sleep

I only see

our own beautiful snowflakes

prisms;crystals;molding;shaping;sun

Now only do I have faith
we won’t melt into the puddles, and slosh
Oh, wake up wondering “why is this so perfect”

Because something hidden inside me has risen to the surface

I heard children’s laughter
I followed the sound~

To unlooked for logic
to simple to be understood
to complex to ignore!

Notes
sung on high
by
a tiny blue bird

yanked me
out of my chair –

right by the heartstrings….

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Beethoven; A poem by Yelena

Piano’s essence is a molten sacrifice
defaced with the basswood timbre,
black spring consuming white winter
in its most terrible and bright moment –

The massacre of any distraught flare
at the core of forte’s solemn mass
clings closer to a porcelain heart
than dove’s devout eyes sky-fixed.

Basic are lowest octaves, sotto voce,
when the hammer stirs a frail string
and tremulous ivory sighs in chords
to reshape even the sheltering high –

For a vibrating wire and faint ruins
that slam on the cartesian world
the keys fever cadence after cadence,
shard after shard – tempered hectic.

C minor-edged on a nowhere’s pyre
the bleeding note speaks obsidian,
emotion as a dim archaic shimmer –
and the galaxy’s glazed bare, wingless.

If you kiss this fractured reverence
while adagio turns presto agitato,
toss feathers into a perfect catastrophe,
bless it with your abysmal geometry

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When Mercury Spills by, Catie aka Cold as Ice (poem)

When mercury spills on my tear stained face

and all that’s left is a rancid taste
I decline to speak but it matters less
than any whore of yesterday or today.

When mercury spills onto my breasts
lumps in motion contrive a demeaning narrative
an assent unto nothingness darker than the rest
of all my days and nights comparative.

When mercury spills into my veins
darkness is the blanket that warms a cold soul
until at last what comes out from within
resembles something better, changed, whole.

When mercury spills into my mouth
and all my words come rolling right out
like dark pearls from an oyster bed of lies
when rose petals bleed a sad demise.

When mercury spills into my heart
pulling into light what I had stuffed into dark
corners and corridors and outside the fence
wreaks havoc on my emotions with no defense.

When mercury spills into my life
when choices were made to not be a wife
and ten thousand regrets pound in my head
until every childhood dream is finally bled dry
and mercury spills.

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(poem by Cold as Ice http://hellopoetry.com/-cold-as-ice/)

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Sacred by, Ormond (Haiku)

Outside is temple—
Soft chanting snow fall, pure white,
Crystal mandalas.

By: Ormond

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http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haiku-sacred/<Poem by ormond.

These few words have such an extrospective/introspective punch. Do read on…

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