Poetry: The Wick

Poetry: The Wick

by Liam

Circling the flame

Fascinated by its murderous conflagration.

It’s energy draws me helplessly to you

Hotter deeper closer stronger

We encapsulate the idea of intimacy

Although we are insignificantly erotic, we are magnificently emotional

Still the pull is profound

Heat draws heat

Why do I burn?

Why is the perfume of incense around me?

If it’s love

Do I doubt?

Do I rub the wick?

Snuff the flame,

again!

Poetry: Sculptured

Poetry: Sculptured

by Liam

With life’s chisel in my hand

It’s destiny while I carving stand

Create each moment, of each day done

Chip Chip Chip

The sculptured me, forms the way

This world with which, life looks upon and finds

An artist’s born, let’s adorn the day

With whom we create, let’s state

This hand is mine to do

My image is yours we see

You, me, everyone

Take us all to the very core

To creation

Take us all to the silence

…… hush!

Poetry: Cuvée

Poetry: Cuvée

by Liam

This cuvée of the mind is a ruby wine

We sip with our eyes

We taste with our souls,

We experience with our perception

Till all is spinning into one,

Drunken

Give I these grapes to God in gratitude

Nourishment for my soul

We’ve discovered these hidden within

Devine, a mystery of self

I am that which I consume

I am this which I drink

I am the other which I think

Come, let’s toast this feast of universality

Forever the flame

My Fire of desire

Poetry: Music

Poetry: Music

by Liam

Poems, words, the things I say and write

Rough, unshod steps which limp

Then stumble

For its music upon which my soul

My joy takes flight

In melody we found one another

Resonant to one truth

Streaming out from within

This music unites all

It unifies, reminds me to sing

Laughing dance in the dew

In hand with you

Each and every way.

Poetry: Insanity

Poetry: Insanity

by Liam

Insanity, upon whose slender lips

My seeking has for so long been lost

My reasoning has for so long

Brought visitations of chaos, times fear reverberate

I knocked, hard loud & clear for so long

Then, when I stepped back, let go

Making space for that invisible door

It swung open revealing

I’d always been on the inside anyway

No marvelous secrets

Just profound recognition.

Transformational Poetry: Lockdown

Transformational Poetry: Lockdown

by Liam

It’s not only about me

It’s about the new way, we are

What happened then in isolation

Also touched a part of me

Transforming it too

We were all affected

Although not all infected

That invisible threat drove the wedge

Driving each individual into the lockdown of quiet Isolation

The world of everything

Reduced to a universe alone

This enormously empty space

Occupied me a while, slowing down

It took time getting used to this pace

Me within the warm rooms of aloneness

It’s the silence which opens the windows

Insights inside the mind

Letting in the light

Letting me understand

Letting me reach out

Away from self to hear

The echo, of the echo

Of peace within

For we all are in this together

Together this world becomes more beautiful

Moving in unison toward the ring of our soul

Not heard, but felt by the spirit.

Spiritual Poetry: Quantum

Spiritual Poetry: Quantum

by Liam

It’s true, this happened!

While lying close eyed

In peace, with peace

In quiet, with the stillness

It descended within me

Opening magnificent without me

Was this a door ?

Through which shone gold

The immensity was profound

The intensity was soul shaking

Voices , angelic and sweet, resonated

While my body disintegrated into atoms

Vibrating with the energy of god

Or was this a fleeting quantum of energetic rapture

A rich intrepid landscape void of profile, yet rich in texture

Calling with joy to my maker, my kin, my kind

For never before has it been to me

This awe, this shine, this joy and more

More, more and more

The I became one

Words fail

It’s done

Done

Transformational Poetry: Flux

Transformational Poetry: Flux

by Liam

The end, is a misconception

Everything is in a process,

We are all in flux

When something concludes, focus forward mindfully

For its there you create your future new

The past, a memory,

A reflection of my personality

The personal, reality Made by me.

Flux it, stretch it, weave and mould it

Vision board and dream about it

Grow from invisible to visible

The end is a misconception

It’s really, just about to begin.