Poetry: Selfie
by Liam
The way
The journey
The emancipation from selfie to soul free
This will become your own choice to passion and liberty
Poetry: Selfie
by Liam
The way
The journey
The emancipation from selfie to soul free
This will become your own choice to passion and liberty
Poetry: Amazing
by Liam
What I found in you amazed me.
What happened when I found this in myself
This crazed me.
Like
Running around under a rain cloud
Leaping up grabbing at bolts blue and thunder loud Catching big blobs of wet in my mouth
Filled with the taste of the moment
The crack and fizzle of lightening
Before it’s exploding across my synapses
Falling in love a thousand times in an instant
To then, be carried away
Softly on the in breath
Experience the perigee of passion
Before exhaustion rolled me up in dreams of tomorrow.
What I found in you crazed me.
What happened when I found this in myself
This amazed me.
Poetry: Whose Grave
by Liam
Above a grave, life still ruffles in the breeze
Green, leaves cast shade upon your gone gaze
While my living roots entangle your coffin in an embrace
To share in the dream you left
I live, I trace
I ponder life beneath the shady bower
Not time, nor hour, but the power to have made you crumble
To the dust from which my growth now flows
To sprout, to bud then leaf and know
Without a doubt, will hold this insight with a branch
Life’s seeds to share
One chance to germinate
Give it truth, Give it hope
Grow then pick the fruit of hope, of care, of love
But bury despair
Deep in that coffin there.
Poetry: Despair
by Liam
How often now have I stamped my forehead to the wall
Eyes swollen wet and red
Hands bunched till the knuckles bled
So often now
So often I fall
Not wanting to recall, the shame, my pain the punishment of it all.
In weeping stumble to my knees
Pray, yet all I say, choke out is
Why why why
In despair
In panic
In pain
Nothing nothing nothing
Is the same
Again
My heart breaks
It’s in these cracks,
It’s in the crumbling debris of deceit, of letting go
It happened, it appeared
It flashed alive out of the dark
A beautiful tiny living spark.
Poetry: Heal
by Liam
I heal
When I know where to throw, this seed of Love
Truth, here will grow
Pain, no longer know
The reason, source or trial.
Love, in you while with me
Returning what was lost, what is real
Reminding what it is to feel
Alive, awake and true
From that labyrinth of indecision it’s now clear
Like light, lighting the way, lightening the day, Compassions task
This surely will grow,
Strong true and more
The seeds of Love we sow.
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.
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.
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.
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
Poetry: The Reflection
by Liam
Hold a mirror to your nothingness
As you watch, beauty will discover itself
Alone in the solitude of now,
My soul is awakening
The seer, seeing the known
The knower, understanding the understood
The seeker, finding the found
Throughout eternity
Beauty blushes in the recognition of love
Beholding itself within the awe of your reflection
Be awake for this image holds no secrets only the truth.