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Poetry Poem: This moment

Poem: This moment

When we meet, I need not be presumptuous.

It’s you that I want to discover though.

The nuances of what you say

Whispered, in slow motion

The firm fingers curling into mine seeking warmth

It’s in this moment, fleeting toward sunset

We spin threads of togetherness ,

Whispy fine silk sashes

Flash red from the horizon

To embrace your lips

To embody our relationship

Love, with us in flow

Love, we laugh we know

Love, we are divine

Love, with us will grow

We will be enhanced by that which is Love

Let go of harshness to discover compassion

Receiving reassurances which tingles in our ears

Of all we see, we hear, we feel, we touch,

Only love

Will stretch to eternity

Will resound to Infinity

Will unite this all, this much.

Will bind the bond of this moment

Forever.

Liam July 2018

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Poem Poetry: Magical

Poem Poetry: Magical

When I love, let me be moistened

Not only by your lips but also by your oceans

That cosmos of twinkling which shines from your eyes

Thoughts, like ripples which tickle my imagination

Splash playfully as we talk

As we walk hand in hand

The here to there is trivial

What is profound is to move with your magic

Sharing a moment in your experience is vivid

It’s new, it enables me to reassemble my sand castle of insights

Building a fortress of lofty blown clouds

Vast, more coherent, more in touch.

You touch me too, in mysterious mystical nuances

Moments in which

Recognition pats me quietly on the shoulder

Deja Vu mingles in these meetings

Suspended between the alpha and the omega

We experience ourselves woven inextricably into the fabric of life

Spun threads of cosmic fluff finding meaning

Discovering how deeply delicious life has become

Today.

Liam July 2019

When I love, let me be wet

Not only by your lips but also by your ocean

That cosmos of twinkling which shines from your eyes

Thoughts, like ripples which tickle my imagination

Splash playfully as we talk

As we walk hand in hand

The here to there is trivial

What is profound is to move with your magic

Sharing a moment in your experience is vivid

It’s new, it enables me to reassemble my sand castle of insights

Building a fortress of lofty blown clouds

Vast, more coherent, more in touch.

You touch me too, in mysterious mystical nuances of

Moments in which

Recognition pats me quietly on the shoulder

Deja Vu mingles in these meetings

Suspended between the alpha and the omega

We experience ourselves woven inextricably into the fabric of life

Spun threads of cosmic fluff finding meaning

Discovering how deeply delicious life has become

Today.

Liam July 2019

When I love, let me be wet

Not only by your lips but also by your ocean

That cosmos of twinkling which shines from your eyes

Thoughts, like ripples which tickle my imagination

Splash playfully as we talk

As we walk hand in hand

The here to there is trivial

What is profound is to move with your magic

Sharing a moment in your experience is vivid

It’s new, it enables me to reassemble my sand castle of insights

Building a fortress of lofty blown clouds

Vast, more coherent, more in touch.

You touch me too, in mysterious mystical nuances of

Moments in which

Recognition pats me quietly on the shoulder

Deja Vu mingles in these meetings

Suspended between the alpha and the omega

We experience ourselves woven inextricably into the fabric of life

Spun threads of cosmic fluff finding meaning

Discovering how deeply delicious life has become

Today.

Liam July 2019

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Poem Poetry: Your Red Lips

Poem Poetry: Your Red Lips

Morning might bring the light

My eyes not quite open to the day

Dance, laughter, ring across my chest

Your patterns, your movements, your art

Your red lips they part.

These, are the words they say:

Letters, join to love across my heart

You take me

You hold me too

You breath my admiration

Morning, alive the light which moves in you

Joins the dance, the tune is love so true

Turn, spin and fly

In my hand, your gentle helpful sigh.

You found me

I hold you

We write these words profound

It’s day, it’s love to live and to be found.

Liam July 2019

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Poem Poetry: Rumi “If you want love do not hide from the self.“

Poem Poetry: Rumi

“If you want love do not hide from the self.“

Stretch your face to my warming light

These penetrant rays will revive

Rejuvenate, activate inspiration in myself

Not hiding, but striving towards love

I want this exuberance in you too.

The corner dark and dreary, inconspicuous where you hide

Waiting, for love lost whilst not in stride

It’s it’s …. not really me at all in hiding

This self camouflaged in moldy drab

Enough I have of bad

Enough isolation in myself

The sad recognition, so alone in me I’ve had .

Enough

„Love is not what I here will find, Love is that which shines!“

I stretch my face to your love

Mine no longer hidden but free

Free of constraints which prevented self to see

Love is everything and everywhere in me.

“If you want love, do not hide within who you see.“

Liam July 2019

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Poem Poetry: Where did we go?

Poem Poetry: Where did we go?

No, it’s not often we lie wrapped in one another

Hearts beating fast & fantastic flashes lighting up our eyes

We breath low slow gulps of reality,

You return, I retrieve my individuality

From out there amongst the planets

We flew high we come back deep

Looking bewildered

The beauty of the moment pulls back like tide across the heaving ocean

Wavelets of love light spring glittering silver

Lighting this halo of momentary magic around your face

My body waits now pearled in beads

My mind though, a float, a-sail on that distant sea

Calls Athena to take us back,

Reunite us in the passion from whence we came

That place is barren now without this love

Without this line of letters

To capture it, warm and gentle with thy hand

It’s not often we lie spread eagled

Pinned to life by Cupid’s arrows

Crying, not from pain but from joy, from feeling

Overwhelmed that this could go so deep, so far

So excruciatingly

close to nirvana

These are those moments

Moments which define life, as this moves in me

As this moves with you too

We return

Yet we arrive

with something new

To keep close, to keep clear , to keep safe.

Liam July 2019

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Thoughts and Inspiration: Patience

Patience:

The heart is a deep place, be patient with her answers. The dialogue of heart with self is confidential and wild, stay true in all ways, at all times, and in all places .

Liam 2019

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Thoughts that Inspire: Self Dialogue

Self dialogue

I will make the silent meaningful dialogue with self, conscious in my mind.

For the words we whisper to ourselves are the most powerful messages we listen too.

Let them be positive uplifting and proactive.

Liam 2019

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Poem Poetry: Traveler

Poem Poetry: Traveler

When you are away away

Gone off traveling on the planes

I’m fine with you, believe me

I’m still connected to your soul

The window in your heart is open too

Through which I fly

when the lights go down

Also then when a cloud passes above my memories

Rain pattering softly on my place of quiet rectitude

It’s fond sweet wine, those memories

Each wrapped in crinkly lilac foil

Dissolve on my tongue

With the morning cry of seagulls

Echoing through the open curtains

You return.

Liam June 2019

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Poem poetry: Awakening

Poem poetry: Awakening

Rolling hills take my eye to the dawn

Fields bear crop to a waking morn

Pink like a ladies negligee

Dawn is clothed by the dewy new day

Misty webs streak the tilled soft brown

While spiders creep across the fresh tilled ground

Chirping lark ring fills my view.

I stretch I yawn I sip my tea

I’ve lost that dream night gave to me

New enfolds this sight,this sound, this morning life

Wakeful mindful thoughts not strife

To start the task, the vision, the way

Awakening filled perceive again

Life in all,life in me, life it’s here

It’s all we see,

So sensitive, abounds in shimmering light

Awaken now the time is right.

Liam June 2019

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Poetry #Poem#. Dancing with Words

Poetry #Poem#. Dancing with Words

I love to dance with words and sing,

Amongst the daffodils and exotic frangipani.

Words drifting on a shifting breeze,

Shaking the shadows of tall green trees.

Vibrating they hum with the buzzing of hornets.

At times pirouette before my gaze,

On a spiderweb in the dew covered haze.

Or the six black dots on a ladybird red,

Dance and spin on a leaf in my head.

So with the music of this once born life.

We chose the joy to the strife.

We chose to dance not to fight.

We chose the true and do the right.

We share a smile and dry a tear.

The music

The dance

The words we hear.

Liam