Monthly Archives: January 2025

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Poem: You !

by Liam

On that evening, late.

As you walked through into my room.

Fascination grabbed me, your smile too.

A joy rang resonating in the key hole,

Where I lived.

My heart hiding in the cupboard.

A closet reserved for tears,

The draws, filled with crumpled memories.

Musty that place!

Rusty my movements.

It came again 

The vibration, unmistakable & strong….

Boy! 

I breathed deeply.

Glowing your radiation fixed me  to the picture.

The wall swayed with my breathing.

Permeated, I reached out

and grasped your hand.

The movement as you slipped into my arms.

I breathed you in, awash in perfume.

I beat you off with a hammering chest .

I brushed the fluff on your cheek.

I whispered in case,

Reality was but my phantasy.

“Hi”

Drawing back her eyes,

Murky crystals recognized 

My gaze 

A moment which…

Touched the me,

I’d yet grow to become.

“You’re beautiful”

 

She loosened her hand, tugging gently kissed me.

Invisible blood dripped from my love wounded lips.

Dissolving we both left those lovers.

Only a moment, 

In eternity we soared.

Only a second 

In infinity we sighed.

Smiled laughed and died.

Were resurrected to a  new born day.

It’s you, really is you!

A cry was heard, as only souls reuniting sing.

This is my meaning 

This is your feeling

This is why we ring.

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Poem: Paradise 

by Liam 

The cherry, picked and eaten,

The day, so ripe and blue.

Your lips, they shine like deep red wine—

I laugh, and so do you.

As wild and sweet, the berry,

The buzz of bees—they sing.

In the air, your golden hair

Shines with the bell that rings.

The fruit, the life, the loving,

The way our journey spins.

To that place in paradise,

The end, where this begins.

The sun, it sets so gently,

A warmth that fills the air.

The sky, it turns a soft pink hue,

And we know our love is there.

The stars begin to twinkle—

This night, it comes alive.

Wrapped in each other’s arms

Is PARADISE, where love will thrive.

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Esteem

by Liam 

Esteem, is our quiet flame within,

It’s our souls beacon to the orchard of life

No worldly crown or fleeting prize

Can match this depth where worth resides.

It’s not forged by others’ gaze,

Nor born of fleeting, hollow praise.

But rises steady, soft, and true,

In the quiet work our hearts too do.

So honor true the light you share,

Your worth becomes the flame you bare.

It blunts the edges of your doubt,

Transforms the fear that keeps you out.

Esteem is not a thing you beg or borrow,

Nor the echo of your sorrow,

Take steps to grow, to rise, to fly,

For these dreams, open wide your eyes,

Nurture, care, your gift of worth,

The seed from which you grew at birth.

For only in its sacred fair,

Can your soul unfold and fully dare.

To be aware, to be aware.

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Understanding Time

by Liam

The past is ground, rich with the echoe of who we were. It holds the quiet wisdom of our struggles and joys, the shaping of our souls through time’s gentle and fierce hands. In its light, we see the contours of our journey, the map that brought us to this threshold. Yet, to dwell too long is to risk becoming a shadow, caught in the weight of what has passed.

The future, like an horizon, calls to us with promise. It is the landscape of possibility, waiting to be awakened by our longing and the courage of our dreaming. But to lean too far into its uncertainty can untether us, leaving us adrift in a sea of uncertainty and endless “what-ifs.”

Real meaning is found in the liminal space, where the past and future meet in the presence of the now. This is the place where life truly unfolds, where our hands can shape today. The past blesses us with its wisdom, the future whispers an invitation, but the present is where we are called to live in the aliveness of each breath, each encounter, each fleeting moment of grace.

Here, in the weave of time, we are invited to live fully, to gather the beauty of what we have been and the hope of where we are going, and to weave them into the sacred garment of this one, precious life.

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Molecularity

by Liam

Peace is an ocean, and conversation its river.

So, when looking for silence,

Leave the splash and bubble of the stream.

Step down to the seashore,

Breathe in…

It’s not the crunch of pebbles, nor the crash of waves;

It’s the molecularity that quietens me,

The salty mist that engulfs my imagination,

The unimaginably small particles of self-awareness

Condensing in my mind.

Creation…

A clear, shining drop awakens,

Clinging precariously to consciousness.

Within it swims the

Ocean we see;

Within it surges the ocean of me.

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