Monthly Archives: December 2020

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Poetry: Crescendo

Poetry: Crescendo

by Liam

Here, captured in worry

Now, held in fear

Life, is a treadmill of pain to be born

Caught in a game

Repeatedly, torn.

Ensnare love in your movements, Your moments too

Capture this nectar in the quietude of you

In the intervals between Crescendo and culmination

Listen dance laugh learn return

With your oneness!

Allow the stars from which we are created

To fly from your fingertips

Your toes, to those

Who seeking cry

Knowing, from pain we still can fly

Leave the desolation of alone

Allow this light to illuminate

Invite love to

Participate, in you.

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Poetry: Apparel of God

Poetry: Apparel of God

by Liam

Appear as you are to your self

Be as your Self appears to you

Apparently, appearance is appealing so

Be not appalled by the apparel of personality

By the fleeing foe stifling your awakening

Awaken within yourself

To a harmony together with God

It’s simple really, you realize self

Appearing appareled in the garb of God

We here become true, unique and fathomless.

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Revised! Entwined

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 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

Intertwingle.

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Poetry: Fountainhead

Poetry: Fountainhead

by Liam

Deep in the depth of darkness

My spring will surging rise

Bringing with it tinkling

To the verge of latent cries

It’s reviving strength I’ll hear with

This voice, rejoice in me

A source from which alone I drink

The fountainhead of thoughts I think

Keep me fresh, Keep me high,

Keeping hope in me to fly

Glad of all unseen

The struggles, tears through which there’s been

A stream forever flowing

Formed in peace above

In lofty high found spaces

It’s here that I found love

It’s here I’m me forever

It’s here I’m truly free.

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Poetry: Excitement

Poem: Excitement

by Liam

I’ve felt excitement.

Yes, that smirk, that chuckle of glee

Bubbling up inside the true, the authentic me

It’s not that often

Yet some how when you smile, I laugh

I’m free, you liberate the joy, the intensity.

Sparks, flashes of humor

I reflect a glance of your iniquity

Happy

It’s what we have done

It’s what we have begun

Unpremeditated authenticity

Touching, manipulating implicating weaving

It’s me alive in your autonomy.

True

Oh yes please, I’m sparkling too

I’m immersed in this momentary effervescent now

Excitement overcomes the stated

The causal question of just how it occurred

The magic, the love, the true joy of ….

Who we are

Who we strive to become

Who we grow to know

This potential, ours is the ground to grow

Excitement, truly exciting

Let’s Just do it.

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Poetry: Flowers

Poem: The Flowers

by Liam

A bowl of flowers, on the tables wood.

In a pool of sun, the fragrance stood .

Like a watercolour painting which

timelessly spins.

Radiant , streaming sweet scent and the stems.

Stamen, petals, blossoms, leaf together tight

The bouquet of color so radiant bright

Held in a crystal, a bowl she did say

A mothers gift, from my mother today.

The color, this carries my care about who?

Fills me with joy, sweet memories say

Daffodils, chrysanthemums and lilacs too.

Of lilies in blossom of red roses and you.

Days now no longer, still blossom, sweet scented and care.

Of moments like these, when you’re no longer there.

Still, beauty shines inward caught in a vase.

The flowers, the memories, the joys and your charms.

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Poetry: Sentience

Poetry: Sentience

by Liam

We have heard of surrender

We have read about release

We have thought about mindfulness

We have speculated about Love

Now it is time!

Throw your self into yourself

Abandon the crafting of ego

Rather, immerse within the sentience of the soul

The source of now is here

Finding it’s way again to the spark

Hidden in the silence of how

We love

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Poetry: Listen

Poetry: Listen

by Liam

It matters

Yes, it really truly matters

When you hear your soul

First whispering, talking, speaking

Yet again, again you ignore the call

Bumping again, again into the same, the same

Discomfort and pain

The pain will fill with hidden tears

Transforming to

Tears of laugher

Tears of joy

For pain is the way

To allow yourself to listen

Listen to the words you before ignored

Listen with the soul, to be whole

Listen Listen