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Poem Poetry: Ancient Africa

Poem: Ancient Africa

The heart of ancient Africa

Where wild the sea does foam

The plains the dust the thorny scrub

My soul it here does roam.

The breakers grind the ragged rocks

The shore line washed in salt

Of mountain far

Of high bright star

Of raging beast

Of insect cheeps

My soul this is its home

The drum of ancient warrior cries

Of spear the shield of hide

Of stamping feet of arms thrown high

It’s war that’s greets the long past eye.

My soul of this has known

The sun of a new day dawning

The moon of the night time done

The future star to hold my heart

The place I’ll never have to part

My soul, too this will grow

Africa is my calling

Africa is my past

Africa is my souls delight

Africa i call till last.

Amandala

Liam Feb 2019

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Poem: What is Love?

Loves joy is the wild laughter we together found.

Loves magic is the glue holds together when unbound.

Loves being is the silent power within all life.

Loves integrity is the truth which holds beyond the strife.

Loves presence is the quiet whisper  when alone.

Loves secret is the truth we share to build a home.

Loves home is the heartbeat which creates the ground.

Loves ground a fertile place these seeds are found.

Loves seeds we share throughout the day.

With everyone in every way.

Liam. October 2018

Poetry: What is Love?

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Poetry Poem: Touched

Poem: Touched

Written by Liam Kennedy

I speak to you

More often than not

Without words or syllables

It’s my silence

Which reverberates when it’s you, I see

Not with my eyes

In my mind, it’s me

you have become.

Your beauty betrayed my need for harmony

Breathtaking, I gasped

In the moment between a heart beat, a smile and the thought which set you free again.

Love touched the infinity of who we are .

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Poetry Poem: Meditation

Meditation

Written by Liam Kennedy

The infinity of what we are

Quietly whispers us to silence

In this, undisturbed place

This space is within me

My self left back there breathing

Awareness becomes tangible

Eternity becomes just another reality

Permeated in meaning

Pulsating

My heart calls me to return

For now.

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Poetry Poem: The Red Dress

Poem: The Red Dress

Written by Liam Kennedy

If birds were bees

Leaves were flees

Flowers grew hours

Trees bent at their knees.

The old grew younger

Grass could dance

Life’s song was sung

With a passing glance

If dry was wet, I bet

On drops, that falling up

I’d stop to fill my coffee cup

A bird was heard in Timbucktoo

To sing a Verdi quite absurd!

Up was down, outside was in

I strained my brain

I waggled my chin

I ground my teeth

I smile begins

This all confound

Is turning round

A confused muddled mixed up mess

Why?

It’s the colour of your red dress,

That puts me , in such distress…..

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Poetry Poem: One to Ten

Poem Poetry: One to Ten

Written by Liam Kennedy

One is the sun which shines above

Two is the prince when he finds his love

The king the queen and their child are three

Four are the winds that blow to me

Five I am with my limbs and head

Six is the honeycomb sweetening bread

Seven are the stars that cross the sky

Eight the hours asleep I lie

Nine are left after one less ten

Ten the fingers which hold my pen.

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Poetry Poem: Autumn

Poem : Autumn

Autumns gold nips chilly at my finger tips,

Pale blue spreads fresh, across an open sky,

A Lark ring sings cheerful echoes passing by.

Peaceful captured , moment morning here am I.

The Beech crown sheds its leaf so slow

Golden treasure scattered freely far below

While Chestnut throws in handfuls free, Brown round nuts,

seeking happy children find with glee.

The wild rose,

reds & mauves now dry,

fragrant perfumed memory,

paint my inner eye.

While rose hip swollen buds await the fearless touch.

From those whom thorns & jelly mean so much.

Fields fresh shawn, grain set free.

Harvest past let merry be,

the folk , the farmer , you & me

It’s time to take that cup of tea.

Autumns turning chime, the season here to be.

Liam

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Poetry Poem: Wake Up

Poetry Poem: Wake Up

My power to forgive you

Tore down the fortresses, your castles of protection

This epiphany of your ultimate strength

Is my liberation from self-destruction

For I’ve become accustomed to being alone

Truly, unexpectedly the immature shattered

The me that mattered emerged

Perhaps a little shaky

Perhaps a tic unsure

I recognized the moment was mine, not yours

You you you said

I’d die

God!!! Thanks be, for true I did

Not what you imagined-though! No

I discovered behind the insecurity of immaturity

A beautiful stranger, who but me

Naked filled with identity truth light love

In death

Transmutation to transinsendance

This is beyond the insignificance of your little egotistical theater

Grow up brother

Grow up sister

For your time of insignificance is also over

Wake up

Wake up

Wake the fuck up!

Liam 2019