Ruby Red

Poetry: Ruby Red

by Liam

Go down again to the secret fountain,

Sip sweet the moonlight of your soul.

Ruby drank we on the mountain,

Emergent red consumed the whole.

Feel the blossoms’ beguiling fragrance,

Absorbs my attitude, yours too entwined.

For here we have enjoyed this elegance,

Taste the bouquet of love’s sweet wine.

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The Sailor

Poetry: The Sailor

by Liam

Oh! the sea, the sky, the deep blue in me,

The moving waves across the heavens I see.

Let these sails full the strain they take,

The living wind in me now awakes.

Draws me forward through the splash and foam,

A course is drawn on the charts to home.

For it’s here I’ve been with you before,

A place of peace, a space called “more.”

We step outside, my arms are prepped,

The joy of the seagull high, she swept.

The call of the whale from deep, it cried,

It’s a magic life with all alive.

The urchins scrabble to its spiral shell,

The boom of surf on the shore as well,

Reminds again of my chant this night,

The sailor’s life is a blessed rite.

From the golden dawn to its setting fire,

Life on the wing till the funeral pyre.

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Thoughts about QUIETUDE:

Overall, the poem delves into the significance of silence, the power of unspoken words, and the transformative nature of observing the world with an open mind. It urges the reader to appreciate the beauty and depth that can be found in the absence of noise and to embrace the selflessness that comes from immersing oneself in quiet contemplation. Liam

Quietude

Poetry: Quietude

by Liam

Quietude is the silence, my peace.

This eloquence is itself poetry.

Words of pure invisibility increase,

My experience now becomes a mystery.

For as we cease with our words to weave.

The weft and the warp, another beautiful pattern

Becomes visible to read and to receive.

Images, ideas, wishes, dreams illuminated by a lantern.

This is the very antithesis of concentration.

It’s an adventure into the selfless,

Nature of this benign observation.

Creating anew, a realm of speechlessness.

In quiet realms, my essence finds its ethos,

Words fade, mysteries unfold, poetic mythos.

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