Month: June 2015

Lover’s Call (day 1487)

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If I had heard a lover’s call
Way late at night when all was well,
I’d sharpen up my sharpest blade:
To the rescue, enchanted all.

My dear would swoon and share her thoughts:
Deep reverence for all I brought.
Her mind aglow forever more,
Ignition for my dwindling heart.

Could then my peace be eaten up
By scoundrels and necromancers?
Surely all my wisdom been sought
Guard me strongly against such draft.

So here I grow forever more
A lofty place for perched gargoyle,
A view to lay the world away
Into night with a lover’s call.

Soul Behind This Country Boy (day 1484)

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When we walked away –
So much still left to say,
It was the night I fell in love with her,
Which was the night I walked away.

I cannot talk of spoken promises,
I’ve never left my soul behind,
But the man that I am living now,
Is the man I’d always known.

I landed here with postage stamps,
Unmarked, unspent, untagged, unused,
Nowhere yet to send them to,
Nowhere left that’s on my mind.

A loner as a country boy –
The stars my greatest friends,
I dug a hole that wasn’t long enough
But I fit into just fine.

I am lost into another time,
Though a little light still does shine,
To which my heart infatuates
And I am the man I’ve always known.

Earth (day 1483)

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With your heart beat –
Thundering through mountains,
Across crevaces,
Through valleys, full cities
And Oceans so far
An eye cannot see
But know, undoubtly,
That horizon lines
Only trick us
To believe your gravity is
Comprehensible –
My heart beats.
With your ebb and my flow
A unity gathers so strongly
That when left unchecked,
A wobbling and teetering
And quivering begins.
Thus, over this floating mass
Of carbon based matter
Quantum does exist,
Qi is your heart,
And my breath like every other breath
Is a slave to your every
Beck and call.

Water (day 1482)

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This heart, this heart,
So crisp and clear,
No honesty is left unsaid,
No crevice left unfed.
Hastily moving in torrential exalt
From heavens above
To earth, far below.
And in this journey –
Over cliffs and through ponds,
Your kindness forgets no soul,
No hand left out to dry.
No creature, living nor dead,
Escapes your kind flow,
Effortlessly flowing abundantly
In a perfect example of life.
Symmetry.
And mine toes! They’re freedom!
When dipped in your stead.
No greater feeling alive,
Nor consistently fed
Then your bounty to my bread.

Fire (day 1481)

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Rhapsodus! Exaltus!
Furious foe!
Hand over structure,
In battle, all shall bow.

Indebted to no one,
Enthralled by all;
A ravaging hellion
Breaks bonds, friends or foe.

Tame a wild warrior?
Deny hungry hands their due food?
How lonesome and ignorant
That stool would do feel.

And in smouldering wakening
A clear path shall be known,
No man shall forget
Battle cry of fury’s fire.

Sun (day 1480)

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To be the sun.
To scream bloody murder
And mean it in a good way,
To wake up and go to bed so consistently
Time pieces become obsolete
And there are no excuses anymore.
Oh, there are bad days
When fog rolls in,
Or random, insignificant civilizations
Decide to proclaim war
Upon their own protective shells –
An eco-systemic, all chemicals in
Kind of war that pins natural resources
And technology
Against simple biology and physics.
There are bad days when children of the sun
Who suckle auras of its very beams
Become stifled and trampled
Beneath plastic rubbish and footware
In an unmercifully ignorant act.
But then again, there are the good times
Which ignite passion,
A brilliance so glorious
Rapid transformations become
Supernatural and unprecedented.
Good times that feed millions of
Conscious and unconscious
Biological matter the very substance
They require to exist.
When these delicate rays are so respected
And in balance that they provide
Sweet little Gaia an answer.
Oh, to be the sun.

Wind (day 1479)

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I was a ghost in a strong, strong wind
Or so I had thought before life did begin.

Let me see through your hardened skin
A beggar forgets there’s lots to win.

I’m tired now, up against this wind
Blow me over, I’ll get back up again.

Float your heart upon a breeze
I cannot smell, I cannot squeeze.

Alight! Heart be nimble, dance within!
For you will feel again, I am the wind.

Wind by Ned Tobin