Saturday, February 25, 2017

"Picturesque"

There have been times within my life that seemed so picturesque
That left the mind the imprint of a complex arabesque
A feel, a smell, or pattern left across the fields of mind
All senses well arrayed to swell the heart and later find
A vision, blinding, in its gift to take the breath away
Triggered by a sight or scent or song I seldom play
A song in heart that sings a sigh that only my heart hears
A surge of soul that slumbered deep across the spanning years
Perchance to wake at slightest hint of something in the past
And thunder through the senses with full weight and fully massed
Like breath upon a window pane, the intervening years
The sun burns through the foggy view and silent, windswept tears
And brings it all back home again, head bowed, I softly kneel
It brings the will to heightened state of majesty and steel
Eternal sighs, again, might be a phrase that I could use
But, breathless, from the memory, is word that I would choose
Beauty binds a way of life that captures as it sends
It happens just so often now, I wonder what portends
A hint of things to come?  Of pure beauty's final race?
I staggerdrop and wonderfall at thought I might embrace
All of life, complete the dream, then, gone without a trace

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© 2012 whickwithy

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

"Where away?"

Where away, my gentle one?  Where is it that you go?
Remember on your journey far one thing that you should know
Life can wear away those things that matter most of all
For if you are not careful, by the wayside they will fall
These precious things that are so rare, but so define a life
Can grind away beneath the stones of time and stress and strife
Honor, Soul, and Dignity, important things they be
Respect for all, disdain for none, Heart, Integrity
And, Love, let's not forget the one that makes it all worthwhile

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

"The drum"


When the time has finally come
Of longer shadows, fading drum
And, every beat of drum and heart
So slowly gains the leading part
Of every moment's thought

Does life become more precious?
Each moment more infectious
With love and laughter for the life?
Or droll with dread and dreary strife?
What is so dearly bought?

When does this life, in fact, begin?
With the bleating on the wind?
When first we burst upon this earth
All raucous from our recent birth?
Is that the moment caught?

Or when this life and love we grasp
With every moment, cause to gasp
At life's so many fickled ways
And revel in the tricks she plays
That life has never taught?

When does this life begin to end?
When body stops, no more to mend?
Or, when the heart no longer cares
And, when the mind no longer spares
Some time for reveled thought?

I was born the other day
Though many years had gone their way
I did not live until that time
Those many years without a rhyme
Were poorly sold and bought

I’ll live this life, each moment comes
Each heartbeat rival to the drums
No longer will I bear the wait
Delayed unto some moment great
I’ll waste a moment not

Now, feel the drumbeat of the life
Don't wait upon a moment rife
So full of patience and denial
As if it were some endless trial
So full of endless rot

If I live another day
No longer will I let it stray
From life adorned until the time
That I no longer will the rhyme
And dance, the lady caught

When does it end, you might well ask
When life becomes an endless task
Without an end in mindless sight
And on and on, an endless fright!
I shudder at the thought

No, dead is not the end of things
Nor death the dirge whose ending brings
Forth all the waste upon this earth
Now, here, beside the frozen firth
Break open to the spot

Where seas of love can well be found
Where life is bold and well renowned
For ’tis the will that leads the way
To endlessly bring love and play
And, that is what I've got

She is the thought that's bold and free
With fiercest love, she anchors me
To all of life's rare sweetest blessings
And all its lovely, wondrous dressings
Beyond the slightest doubt

There is no more to life than that
Let's speak no more of kit and kat
So, well upon this tireless way
I revel now and I do say
It is of love I spout

Oh, tally up the tender sums
Life echoes to the beat of drums
That pound along the endless way
As if each beat did clearly say
We are still here and stout

And dally more if that's your will
Each beat a strike unto a thrill
Each breath a song to always fill
The heart no longer sitting still
Each moment to the top

Still along the way I go
To toss the hammer, bell the blow
The hammer I do surely throw
The bell is there so that I know
Just at the end full stop


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© 2012 whickwithy

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

"Dreamscape"


I walk, today, within a world that no one else will see
I step on through the bounds of dream while walking 'round a tree
And, on the other side, the crystal rainbows 'cross the sky
The bridges built of tears, no longer linger in the eye
Sun's rays wash all the smiles to bright
The hearty sing with all their might
The beauty rings upon the throne
That’s built of heart in perfect tone
Upon the throne sits, in her glory
Most wondrous being told in story
There’s glitter on her gown
Pure gems upon her crown
Shot through with light and ringing sound
The universe was surely bound
Upon her brow, she'd wait of years
Still burdened by the weight of tears
So lightly, did she raise her form
Transcendent night, like bridled storm
Far past horizon did she gaze
All living hearts did slowly raise
In bravest hopes that she would find
The one the story surely signed
Her heart did sing a lovely tune
As, boldly, sun did break to noon
And all the wonders of the land
Slowly passed beneath my hand

As I laid down my pen

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© 2012 whickwithy

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