Poetry: The Dialog
by Liam
The Teacher spoke,“You friend, are infinitely more than you think.”
Yet, said I,”This dust filled day leaves me parched.”
“ Drink not with your sight, refresh you thoughts in a quiet conversation with God.”
So closing my eyes, my mind was quickened by the fountainhead.
“The dust of today, brings the dew of a new morning.”
Thinking about it, I smile realizing how simple it is to go from despair to joy. This new thought creating a new emotion.
Poetry: The Apparel of Words
by Liam
Words are never ever wasted
They come from that invisible sea
From which those thirsty drink
Who on the journey become parched for wisdom
Words which are the apparel of thoughts
Thoughts which are the substance of God
Giving me meaning
Enabling me to recognize universally
The interconnectedness we experience
While on the way home
On the back to where we were Before being born.
Poetry: Death will Remove
by Liam
Death, true death will remove
All you’ve gathered, gleaned and gained
This time of life is to plant
Your affection, care and love
For its a willing thing which seeks even the most barren soul
To fertilize and grow sound
Give away what is superfluous in your house
Hand out the things which bring another relief
Care also for all the joy you have sown
The harvest is rich and will lift your soul on bright wings
As you fly
Leave this life
Soar to God on high, die.
Poetry: God Forbid
by Liam
Let God forbid
This heart should find another home
How could it be then,
other than all alone
For hesitation turned my eyes from love
A stream with flowers high above
Calling crying sighing
Till in recognition of the new
Heavens poetry like fresh wind blew the branches
Gentle sweet and long
Returning me to Gods roots
The buds, the green leaf shoots
Building a home, a heart, my place to start
Again, in flow to follow Love to grow .
Day 21 March
A decision to proclaim 21 March as World Poetry Day was adopted during UNESCO’s 30th session held in Paris in 1999.
One of the main objectives of the Day is to support linguistic diversity through poetic expression and to offer endangered languages the opportunity to be heard within their communities.
The observance of World Poetry Day is also meant to encourage a return to the oral tradition of poetry recitals, to promote the teaching of poetry, to restore a dialogue between poetry and the other arts such as theatre, dance, music and painting, and to support small publishers and create an attractive image of poetry in the media, so that the art of poetry will no longer be considered an outdated form of art, but one which enables society as a whole to regain and assert its identity.
Poetry: Who are we?
by Liam
In the silence,
There where the light breaks out
From within my being
The universe of your listening
Perceives
Not a whisper but the roar
Of the whisperer
Reverberate across the universe
Let this be the art of your understanding
For silence speaks from himself
The listener hears within herself
Each in life’s short breath
Planting the deeds of love
Each and every way.
Poetry: Who is the Author?
by Liam
Life is a pen in hand
Writing me across the pages of today
Giving me the opportunity to question
Not only the author but also the plot
The moments of recognition and inspiration
Where my context is set against my content
Should I laugh or cry?
Should I live or die?
Rough the winds which blow my way
Or could I ride the gusts
Which thrust against me, stay
In quiet peace
A place to write the script
With which to create the way.
Poetry: The Other
by Liam
We have always known one the other
Out there beyond tomorrow
Way before yesterday’s sunset
We attract like the waxing and waining of the moon
Each a part in the same dynamic
Dancing laughing joyful partners in this world
Love thirsty drinking life
Hungry, eating from the full table of today
One of subtle substance together
We simply vibrate on the same frequencies
Everything within you, without much touch it’s
Magical too.
Poetry: The Music of Noise
by Liam
“The quieter you become the more you are able to hear.” Rumi
Before making quietude my practice
Before the sweetness of silence caressed my ears
Before stillness graced the kitchen table
Noise noise noise
Swept around my hearing all the day
While the music remained unheard
Pour that quality invisible, sweet and rich
Into your listening, your life, your love
Hear the whisperer
Hear the heart sweetener
Hear the music deepener
By making quietude, my practice
By the sweetness, of silence which caress my ears
By stillness, graced upon the kitchen table.
Poetry: The Teacher
by Liam
I have been a teacher
I still am but it’s not you I’ve taught
It’s not even those children
Whose sight is on a future
We cannot yet see
The teachings come to my understanding
The lessons learnt come from my heart
This beautiful subject is Life itself
Where the master is radiant rich graciously
Enfolding within me, the wisdom that Change
Is the way of becoming ever closer to our magnificence.
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