Are you holding a grudge? About?
Having a grudge can consume your thoughts and energy, making it challenging to move forward or find peace until you’ve resolved the issue or forgiven the person involved. Often enough it’s ourselves that we hold a grudge against. Liam
Sonnet: The Chalice
by Liam
Life’s chalice, is never empty, in this I find grace,
What fills it? quench’s my soul’s deep thirst,
This is finer stuff, known to my heart’s embrace,
A substance pure to the heart, it is God’s verse.
These desires too, known by the discerning few,
Flow within, towards the heart, it’s guide,
Where chalice and love, both vessels true,
Nourish this our journey, side by side.
Our very existence, is of substance divine,
The essence of love is this sacred deal,
For in discomfort, our bodies may pine,
Yet in spirit, pure joy we will feel.
So let the cup brim with life’s sweet refrain,
In the chalice of love, we find joy again.
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“Do not be satisfied with the stories that come before you. Unfold your own myth.”
– Rumi
The amazing story of a journey I traveled in 1983 to 84 through India and the Himalaya will be published in December. until then create your own myth. Liam
Poem: Red once Blue
by Liam
I fell in love the other day,
I don’t know why.
I’m not quite sure of what to say.
We chatted as it happens all a while.
We laughed, smiled,
The simple act,
The fact of having
Recognized that underlying.
Our conversations flow
Between our eyes,
Beneath a glance or two,
A bright, brilliant ribbon of light began to grow,
Swirled freely around my heart.
Magnificence cast its spell,
I surrendered to the art,
To the bewilderment of you.
Once Red, now turns to Blue.
This vibrance felt in me, flows from where?
Is this how love happens to start?
Afar out there beyond the dark,
You are now alive in me, a spark,
Beating, thudding irregularly across my breast,
Excitement in a pearl,
A home open to the few,
Is now yours to touch,
Enriching me; grace means so much.
Sweet smiles cross the night,
To turn in me this living key around, around, around.
Treasure is this place within me found,
Shines blue, its gorgeous light,
To dazzle us; our beating hearts,
Is this right? Yet could be wrong?
Is this life in motion with a song?
It is new.
Yes! lifelong I’ve listened,
Waiting for this harmony, a symphony in blue,
Now turns again to Red in me,
To Red in you.
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My ideal home is the one in which I live. This home has no windows or doors, no kitchen nor living room, but it does have a heart which fills me with joy every day. This home has two strong eyes which see the world in all it’s magnificent, enabling me to find whatever it is that I need or I seek. my home is also equipped for travel with a strong, healthy body, which takes me to Beaches, mountain tops, through forests and through hills. But more than anything my home has a place where I go to rest and it’s in this quietude at all else finds its meaning, its richness and its joy. Liam.
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
To witness somebody excelling at what they do, best, to recognize someone in flow with who they are doing the very best. This excellence is moving and profound, and often brings a tear of joy to my eye.
Poem: Deceit
by Liam
When ever you should,
Hold my gaze with a look.
Touch my face with a whisper.
Pulse my heart with your anatomy.
Do it! Do it!
Damn…..
Just do it to me.
I’ll take the hurt of your deception.
Knowing it’s his bed you’ll be in tonight.
It’s my heart that’s pulsing through your dreams though.
This blood filled chalice from which the sip of love is taken.
This heart cracked goblet from which the wisps of truth evaporate.
Where then is this really happening?
What is the real you truly doing?
Why do you do this to me?
When will I stop allowing you too and see?
Me in you, is sumptuous .
Me to you is exquisite,
in flavours exotic and wild.
Erratic moments of passion,
Ivey lush green opulence is the jungle of this deceit.
Your body of action, in hindsight nothing but desert.
Barren and sandy, blowing dust in place of kisses.
A million stings, each grain flung by the Sirocco of your love.
Alone, tangled in the undergrowth of emotion.
Warm night air caresses these limbs, not you.
It’s you I feel though.
In spite of the 1000 miles between our beds.
Longing for the threads
To weave this distance together.
To spin me again into a web.
To weave me again into your head.
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Why do you blog?
Blogs can serve various purposes, such as sharing knowledge, promoting products or services, or simply as a creative outlet mine being poetry.
My poetic form is an artistic expression that uses language to evoke emotions, create imagery, and convey ideas in a unique and often structured manner. It is characterized by the use of carefully chosen words, rhythm, rhyme, and literary devices like metaphors, similes, and symbolism.
My poems often explores themes of love, nature, human experiences, and abstract concepts. It can take many forms, including sonnets.
Poetry has been a vital part of literature and culture throughout history, offering a means to capture the beauty and complexity of human emotions and experiences.
Poetry: Us Friends
by Liam
In language, ethereal as a whispered kiss,
Friends, dear companions, we reminisce.
Each biography a fine piece of art,
We orbit the globe, where these friendships did start.
Once youthful vessels, bodies defying the years,
In our hearts, sweet this spirit perseveres.
A bond of camaraderie, we still do confide,
Till eternity beckons, when our paths sadly divide.
Let us dwell in this instant, of a tapestry spun,
Memories interwoven, laughter and fun.
Raise high the goblet, let jubilations flow,
To memories embraced, and those yet to bestow.
To the future dawn, yet unwritten we will go,
Always, as friends as this ode does propose.
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How are you feeling right now?
It’s my Birthday 🥳
Feeling grateful. Liam
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