Saturday, December 17, 2016

"Grand"

It stands outright, in regal sense, with loyalist proportions
It sings a note of recompense that's lost in the distortions
A sparkle there, is littered here, and, with it, goes the sky
Bright moon sends shadows round the scarp evoking winsome cry
To seize upon the windlass sheet and pull with all your might
No crush will craze the troubled heart from tears of sudden sight
Swing out upon that windlass' rope and sweep onto the fore
Reach far above the mast to sky, beyond the ocean's roar
You'll sway into the lunar light of pinnacle's repine
For bursting forth from shadow's depth will come the grand design

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© 2012 whickwithy

Sunday, November 20, 2016

"The Travelers"

Once the day was folded up and, then, been put away
The travelers toasted final cup ‘fore ambling on their way
The weary Dream donned raincoat pale, the darkened road to face
Staid Principles' so well-worn cloak was slowly shrugged in place
They trudged along together then, at quite a lonely pace
Broken rhyme and deepest ruts were oft the dismal case
Along the darkened road there stood gloom’s shadows here and there
The massive mound of rocks looked vaguely like a well-worn care
A tree of disappointment seemed like end of all that's known
They slowly moved together as they heard a ticking moan
But, what was that they saw ahead, a traveler on the road
They brightened just a little, then, for good he seemed to bode
Ah, bright Heart, in tattered tails, you comfort all you see
The aching back of Principles from bitter drudgery
And saddened eyes of tired Dreams that sheltered from the art
Did lose their pain, forevermore, in presence of great Heart

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© 2012 whickwithy

Monday, November 14, 2016

"Silences"


The quiet of an evening
The stardreams of a night
The silent soul that's singing
The heart that glows with light

The silence of a dawning as it turns from grey to green
All life is at a pause in time until all eyes have seen
The sadness of a soul that's lost upon their lonely way
The joy when soul comes back, again, to light the brightest day
The gaze from eye to eye that goes between the two that love
The gaze upon the numinous and bluest sky above
The silence in a heart for one where brightness once had been
And, all the silence of a world, not heard, but sometimes seen

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 © 2012 whickwithy

Thursday, November 10, 2016

"Synergist"

Like strings upon a puppet
Or threads within a web
They pull together up it
But, synthesize instead
Like leaves and branches on a tree give stunning strength to fit
The synthesis, like magic born, when you lean intuit
When all the threads align
And synergies combine
There never will be end to it
You're learning of the intuit

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© 2012 whickwithy


Sunday, November 6, 2016

"The life and times"

Through all, time ebbs, but on it flows
And, with it all, our life, it goes
But, what, if not a passing fact
Our life went on, in full, in tact
The children always know so much
But, time, Oh Time! They never touch
As gentle as a summer breeze
It passes by, among the trees
A leaf, it falls and settles down
It then cascades, an autumn mound
Time now ticks with every sound
Another leaf, another round
The hearse is rolling toward the town
Our gaze is fixed as though it’s found
The end of all, clear, sharp, and final
Break the nerve and snap the spinal
For who can see beyond the veil
What sight would see, if walls we scale
The heart, the heart, can only know
What lies beyond the endless flow
Time and death, we cringe and quake
Approaching our relentless wake
The life is lost, pursuit's pure folly
The heart, the heart must guide the trolley
It's only hills that hide the trail
Beyond the hills, goes on the rail
No magic world need be defined
Our hearts, our hearts become refined
So shake the terror from the soul
For time is one and we are whole
Time does fade into facade
Life's no joke, give time no nod

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© 2012 whickwithy

Monday, October 17, 2016

"Foreign lands"


The mind is shattered on the rocks thrown up by foreign shore
Unsure of acts, the heart now stands and rises to the fore
On foreign lands, on hobbled legs, look out upon the sea
Remember there, with fondest thoughts, a distant memory
The will to stumble forward, now, upon the distant coast
Is something few have had the will to later have the boast

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© 2012 whickwithy

Saturday, October 15, 2016

"Daunting Realms"


At daunting coast, the challenge raves
'Tween cliffs of wrath and raging waves
The storm does toss within the sound
As raindrops splatter to the ground
The coast is reached, at last, so sure
The cliffs are scaled, now bright verdure
Is seen as far as eye can see
'Mid roaming beasts and vaulting tree
A path is spied along the way
With twists and turns where many stray
And, further on, more paths are strewn
Unending ways, discovered soon
Some, dark and dim, some filled with lust
Some bright and shining through the dust
Far distant crystal spires are seen
As dragons, jade, fly in between
The roar of dragons shakes the dust
You pause the beat, the seasons must
You'll need your courage as you find
Your way through daunting realms of mind
So staunch the will that reckons clear
Through bouts of doubt and silent tear

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© 2012 whickwithy

Sunday, October 9, 2016

"Realms of the mind"


I so often wander there for passion or from plight
I find there always something that will make it feel alright
To fly the face of peacefulness when all is wrought or broken
There is no better place to know the whisper that’s not spoken
Vistas of imagining like whispered rivers near
Worlds beyond all patterning, await the silent tear
And, if the cold's beneath the bone
Or whither on, the flight unknown
When spring pulls back to winter's raging
Or, love of life seem surely aging
The peace is in the mind, the hearth is there to call
Always you will find, the heart not aged at all

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© 2012 whickwithy

Sunday, May 29, 2016

"The mystery of the Tapestry"


Each day I marvel at the weaves of this wondrous tapestry
Declares itself like fall to leaves, on the binding registry
The needle runs both fore and aft, the thread is woven on the throw
So many threads, from heart and craft, each color lit by heart's own glow
Some, in a moment, captious free, leave behind some mystery
And, then, some few, so silently, come flying through your history
It's battened to the core
New shedding says there's more
To come
The kingdom's cloth is known by few, yet, markings show the last detail
The shuttle knows just what to do and stands the test of time and tale
Whither on the way we'll weave, a picture pure and clear or fell
And, all the tatters we will cleave, no tattered tale is this we tell
And, once again, stand back and see the wondrous tale of tapestry
It gathers round you setting free and breathes life in like forestry
Your heart is at the fore
Its beat, hard to ignore,
The drum
When you need a taste of life
Or, build some strength from stress and strife
As gently done as love and lace
It builds so subtly at its pace
So like the answer hidden there
So plain to view, though one must stare
And look for subtleties of all
In cloth that's draped within the hall
If we forget to weave our web
And live the tapestry instead
Amazing thing this doom
That's flung along the loom
The warp is still and weft flies straight and through
With patience watch what artist's hand will do
In golden threads, the  Arras' weave will be
Displayed in royal hall for all to see
The pattern one, no chance to recreate
So boldly hung, this canopy of state
This final scene is beautiful indeed
Displayed for all with heart that's finally freed
To see the weave and recognize its make
And, now, at last, eyes open wide, you wake


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© 2012 whickwithy


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Friday, February 19, 2016

"The resonance of Poetry"


The resonance of poetry and poems that I craft
Refresh the mind's deep corridors like crisp and cool spring draft
The echoes still resound across the thoughts that come and go
Cascading to crescendo on perpetual inflow
The rainbow colours of the words enlighten corridors
And, deepest caverns, seldom seen, the synthesis implores
To go beyond the maunderings to pinnacles unknown
To make attempt on love's behalf, the gauntlet has been thrown
Sense and sensibility are not a common sight
It's time to cast the darkness off in rainbow coloured light

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© 2016 whickwithy

Friday, February 12, 2016

"Transformation"


Cloudy skies and caterpillars harken to the norm
All seems so calamitous until we've reached the storm
All fractals scattered to the winds, how real the life can be
And, never once to touch the ground in distant memory
For when the storm has struck
And, we have tried our luck
The crystal skies and butterflies
Will swirl beyond the crippled tries
The storm no longer waiting
No time for moderating
The churning sea and broken lee
No longer call to you and me
For gentle lea of life to be
We are the ones, at last, will see
All seasons and the reasons stand beyond the windswept norm
With butterflies and rainbows spewing from the falling storm
The storm that never broached the rail
Calamity that never failed
That self-bent honesty

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© 2012 whickwithy


Friday, January 15, 2016

"Rhythms of Life"


The rhythms of this life are such they need not look profound
The seasons, tides, the night and day, moon's phases so resound
They sneak up close, without a glance
And stay to welcome rhythm's dance
The universe is singing though you may not hear it yet
Each star, my heart, is singing to the rhythm we have set

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 © 2012 whickwithy

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