Monday, October 26, 2015

"Transform"


The power in all beauty and the honour of the soul
Will build the life to something well beyond the keeper's toll
Fling out the hand and toss a spell to raise the life at stakes
The clouds upon horizon speak and wonders what it wakes
The power in the Traveler will stand the test of time
So deep within the magic to transform the world in rhyme
As steps of thunder rock the world to bring the final fates
Stretch out the willing hand to her, the heart no longer waits
No tolerance is left here for the shirking and denial
It’s time to rise above the past, transform this lifeless trial

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© 2012 whickwithy

Thursday, October 22, 2015

"Dream vision"

I sweep outward a transcending hand and watch the ripples form
They touch upon my darling's land and wash away the storm
As ripples carry on the song, they sing a heightened note
As if concurring with the thought and with the words I wrote
The words that walked away with care and passed thru time's own door
The thought that lingered on the porch as if he knew the score

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© 2012 whickwithy

Monday, October 19, 2015

"Poetry"


And, still, what I don't understand
Is poetry's impelling hand
What is this urge to bare the soul
What is this surge that makes me whole
Sometimes the meaning's hidden well
It flashes high to cast its spell
So oft the meaning's clear as glass
I write the words and watch them pass
But, read it once, a brook is seen
The second time, a silken screen
'Tis magic of a different kind
My soul's far depths are intertwined
I paint the life with bright precision
And cast a spell of passioned vision
It sparkles at the fingertips
I spark a star, the words eclipse
At times the meaning's buried deep
I wade in far from shores too steep
I recognize the coral reef
It stands out now in bas-relief
But, look again, and it is gone
The firefly's light on summer's lawn
Or, like a glance at autumn's dawn
I sketch the tale, with charcoal drawn
For, now, such massive beauty there
Is rendered bright with massive care
And now, at last, a moment's peace 

The words are laid, a short surcease

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© 2012 whickwithy

Friday, October 16, 2015

"Deep in thought"


I contemplate the endless dreams
So deep in thought on all that seems
My mind on fire with all the life
Where do I lose all stress and strife
The singing of the wind along with sighing of the sea
Did bring, once more, the memory of all that life can be

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© 2012 whickwithy

Thursday, October 15, 2015

"Room full of mirrors"


I wandered through a room so full of mirrors
It showed the life and will just so much clearer
Than ever seen before
Each one reflects a different trace
Such different views, familiar face
To help to find the core
Who is this man that stands so proud
What is that shadow-looking shroud
Behind one face see gems and stones
Bold sparkles glint from shadowed thrones
Each glass reflects a lesson taught
With lines and aches that life had wrought
The grimness seldom left a mark
For heart would not provide the spark
To settle for much less than joy
One still can see the little boy
But, oh, so slowly, see the man

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© 2012 whickwithy

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

"The crime"


Ah, for me, it is a crime
To go too long without a rhyme
It soothes my soul and lets release
Pent up feelings, cooling feast
It makes such sense of all I am
In many ways, 'tis like a jam
To spread on toast of life I live
To sweeten all, with this I give
To translate from the living frame
To bring it home is why I came
All life is here to celebrate
The rhyme just builds a true portrait
To pass along the love of life
With certainty our hearts are rife
The love for all that lives and breathes
The squirrel, the bird, the brook, the leaves
For beauty’s here in all known climes
Heart bursts away in ringing rhymes
Do you feel the joy in this?
The love, the song, the endless bliss
Truly do I sing the praise
Of love and life, I stand amazed
The passions of it all reveal
Hidden not, all life surreal
In wonderment and feelings spent
Across the span of time we're lent
Tumble to the wild wind rocking
Christened to the cusp that's knocking
Poetry is beauty rich

Pressed into the smallest niche

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© 2012 whickwithy

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

"Lagniappe"


Time tells tales to fool us all
Of sky's abyss and morning call
Shocked and shattered by the tale
No more roaring, lesser hale
Look around the last outcrop
Find, indeed, life's sweet lagniappe
Once is not enough for me
In this life, Lagniappe will be
Shout and barrel down the road
Change the tires, change the mode
Slam the door, prepare to pass
Life’s the wheels, Lagniappe’s the gas
Lagniappe seems to come in vain
Ricochet off the watchman's bane
Pound the fist upon the pavement
Knowing where and what the rave meant
Raging seas and falling toast
Still the one that meant the most
Settle now into the rocket
Metronome in my back pocket
Metro-dome to hold the floods
Lives and nests and narrowed bloods
Bubbling up from pale to first
Knowing now is none the worst
Tickled to the tallest flight
Know it well, Lagniappe's own right
Time tells tales and some are true

Lagniappe for so very few

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© 2012 whickwithy

Monday, October 12, 2015

"Past Participle"


Masked inside the meaning and whither to its way
Spoken with the force of gales, it beckons on to say
What then, you shout, to leave it out
Wherefore, you flout a rocky spout
It flickers on, no more to go
Spoken like a broken blow
The power tickles to the flight
Pass along the sparkling night 
The perfect participle has such meaning in its way
Not wasted on the maundering, nor wandering to stray
And spoken like true speakers speak
Not lent on loan, nor shadows bleak
I shuffle on and all the while
Behind those eyes, a hidden smile

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© 2012 whickwithy

Sunday, October 11, 2015

"More realms of the mind"


Realms of mind, I’d wander there
Evermore, no slightest care
But, life calls back the body and cannot be ignored
And, harking back, the mind still calls and always sparkles more
Shoot the ray to spill the beam
Cross to wildness at the stream
Step so high that worlds go past
Yonder reigns new worlds, at last
Flash while striking past the bend
Colored lips will kiss to send
On the way to swirl and foam
Ripple through the sound to roam
Find a wrinkle in the spark
Life will sprinkle bright the arc
Laughter spills along the way
Washing off this wearied stay
Rainbow circles paint the ears
Life unfolds, no time for fears
On and on, beyond the realm
Scattered back to fill the helm
Echo caverns of the mind
There you'll hear and often find
The sighing wind and shifting sands
So deep beneath the hidden lands

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© 2012 whickwithy

Saturday, October 10, 2015

"Tour de force"


Rippled rille is on the course
Nothing left but tour de force
Symbols sliding all about
Well before the final rout
Now, you ask, what's done with this
Sugar, rhyme and arrowed kiss
What's done is done, there is no past
Hold on tight unto the mast
Touch and go, the final say
Hold the rhyme unto the way
Never once the firmament
Never lost the permanent
Flick the hand and lightning strikes
Toss the smile to little tykes
Never again lay down the pawn
Never again to faint or fawn
Touch the sky and blast it blue
Shake it now, at last imbue
Fervor past the least remorse
Settle not sans tour de force
Tour de force is now a match
Broken door and open hatch

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© 2012 whickwithy