Poetry: The Wick
by Liam
Circling the flame
Fascinated by its murderous conflagration.
It’s energy draws me helplessly to you
Hotter deeper closer stronger
We encapsulate the idea of intimacy
Although we are insignificantly erotic, we are magnificently emotional
Still the pull is profound
Heat draws heat
Why do I burn?
Why is the perfume of incense around me?
If it’s love
Do I doubt?
Do I rub the wick?
Snuff the flame,
again!
Poetry: A Walk in the Park
by Liam
Then, when I was no longer searching
My gaze no longer looking to find you
This heart centered energy
Reverberated, opened and flew
To the breeze left by a simple smile
Yours on a bench,
In a park, just before dark
Alone your posture gave me joy, simply leaning on love
The air which separated us quivered
Unexpectedly this embrace,
The universe, stars, space
The setting sun, offered palpitations of color
We consumed and danced away across the night
A beautiful thing two souls in flight, in
Love, take the keys of morning
Let them be lost forever.
Poetry: Sculptured
by Liam
With life’s chisel in my hand
It’s destiny while I carving stand
Create each moment, of each day done
Chip Chip Chip
The sculptured me, forms the way
This world with which, life looks upon and finds
An artist’s born, let’s adorn the day
With whom we create, let’s state
This hand is mine to do
My image is yours we see
You, me, everyone
Take us all to the very core
To creation
Take us all to the silence
…… hush!
Poetry: Gnosis
by Liam
Thirsting
Seeing
Finding
Your face next to mine
In still waters
Where alone your reflection becomes mine
With the moon bright
I’ll pour your light into my life
Refreshing my soul
Quenching my need
Filling up this seeker
Gnosis
Beautifully reveals itself in the solitude of nothingness.
Poetry: Entwined
by Liam
Here we lie deeply entwined
Not our bodies but our minds.
Hearts aglow thoughts gentle caress
Soft the lines across your face.
Laughter too we share we smile
Think, it’s been a while since
Last I loved Last my body arched and sighed
Lovers touch Lovers cries
Here we lie
Deeply enlaced
Not our actions
But in this space
inspirations
Move, they place
The gift of us
Upon the table
Of this life and day
It’s time to hold hands, sing and play
Intertwined.
Dear friends and poets
Dear lover of the words we share, may you stay safe and strong in times of hardships.
My sincere wishes irrespective of faith, creed and color, let’s reach out into the world with our poetry and share a little insight, light and love.
Liam 🎄🤩🎼
Poetry: The Light of Christmas
by Liam
Many, the stars at night have been
Yet on this night, so bright was seen
A star ⭐️, a stable, manger small
Which shone from him, down to us all
The Shepard’s, Kings and those too who hear
A lamb was born from God on high
A babe in a manger softly cried
While Mary, Joseph in awe did sing, songs of praise
With angels wings upon heavens gate
Rejoice with spheres of cosmic love
A choir of angels from heaven above
“He, is born to all this day,
He, will show mankind the way
Of peace, of love, of humble faith.”
Let’s open the gate of who we are
Receive the gift from Gods son afar
Shared this moment for ever more
Let in the light, open hearts door .
Poetry: Cuvée
by Liam
This cuvée of the mind is a ruby wine
We sip with our eyes
We taste with our souls,
We experience with our perception
Till all is spinning into one,
Drunken
Give I these grapes to God in gratitude
Nourishment for my soul
We’ve discovered these hidden within
Devine, a mystery of self
I am that which I consume
I am this which I drink
I am the other which I think
Come, let’s toast this feast of universality
Forever the flame
My Fire of desire
Poetry: Speech
by Liam
Speech is so exquisitely fallible
So explainably misunderstood
In the distance between your meaning and my understanding
We oftentimes loose the love.
Indeed without intent,
Hearing is a blunt knife where
Many a hearts left bleeding, when a blessing was meant.
Manifesto: Liam
As a creative writer, a poet and author, I feel my readers require a clear understanding and insight into my intentions, motives.
New Millennium Poetry, volumes 1-3 is a Magnus Opus of writing which springs from the idea that with this new millennium, across a broad spectrum of the worlds population, an awakening of consciousness is occurring.
A paradigm change from egocentric materialism to a new paradigm of soul awareness.
Expressing itself in social awareness, responsibility and an awakening to the spiritual , invisible reality of all aspects, of all life on earth.
This invisible world has been for thousands of years the genré of religion. Different religions, different cultures, different representations of one common invisible spiritual reality.
“New Millennium Poetry “, is a collection of poems covering aspects of our human condition. Written irrespective of color, race or creed.
The common ground being that most poems explore in simple expressive ways, questions which are common to us all, seeking answers, common to us all.
Poetry is an interesting way to respond to soliloquies concerning one’s personal quest to understand life.
The truth is, a poem will only awake within the thinking of its reader if the content, how ever unconscious, is already present. When a poem resonates with its reader, the readers intuitive response, expresses what is ready to become conscious. To greater and lesser degrees an audience of readers will intuitively respond to the content of these poems in their search and need to resolving meaning.
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