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Poetry Poem: The Pirate

Poetry Poem: The Pirate

A ship it came a sailing across far and distant sea

Aboard she carried treasure,

On board she carried me

The masts of pine the hull was oak

From our guns flashed clouds of smoke

The heat of flame, the roar and blast

Those balls of iron ripped back the mast

Tore the rigging from the following brig

Proud she flew the Royal Marine

The captain a servant to his distant Queen.

Pirates we were to a noble cause

Flown the lash

For the free lived life

We fought the law

We fought the strife

We fought for gold

With blade and knife

To live the way of inequity

Of the winds free pull

On sail and tack

White spume flung from bow to deck

Treasure we sought

Doubloons of gold

Those Spanish ships

carried deep in the Hold

We had had the fight in the Caribbean Sea

Musket shot taken away my knee

The wooden thump of my right leg stump

Across the forecastle

The hard wooden bump

To my blinded eye and that black blue beard

My whip it was those seamen feared

My men were hard as a weeviled cracker

Broken knuckle they fought for life

Killed and maimed they drank and drowned

Freedom, is not what we found.

Still to the trick of the passage done

My memories curl with the pipe smoke air

Thump now drums the cottage stair

As I slurp hot tea before the bed

Wearily done now lay my head.

Liam October 2019

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Poetry Poem: The Seeker

Poetry Poem: The Seeker

The hardest battle I faced was myself
I’d been taught to call it a battle
I see now in fact
Life, is to surmount the turmoil
A searcher in the soul I have become
Answers quiet, deep and quick
Flow with the moment
Weaving these into a fluidity of how
It was never a battle, it was simply a missing vision
Casting now, this vision of responsibility into the waves
Actively searching for nutrition
To grow my perception, my sensitivity
To be true, to my heart.
To manifest joy, love and beauty
To be the seeker
To have found
Silence

Liam 2019

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Poetry Poem: The Traveler

Poetry Poem: The Traveler

I am just a traveler

born into this life,

To learn about what happens beyond it.

This place of learning is none other than me,

It’s here I’ll need to understand

It’s me I’ll need to discover

For the gate back awaits us all

When is known to none

All is this wisdom calling.

Liam 2019

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Poetry Poem: Words

Poetry Poem: Words

Raise the choice of your thoughts, not your voices

For its rain which brings forth green

The storm passes on.

Words

are times thoughts

Words

are times feelings

Seeking

rest in what we say

Seeking

play in how we feel

What you hear though is not me

You hear yourself

Through me

Wind through the leaves

These thoughts

These feelings

Awakening anew in you.

Now

Liam 2019

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Poetry Poem: The Shadow

Poem Poetry: The Shadow

Deep within we know

There where the shadows grow

When a darkened image casts its spell

Inevitably I’m weakened, by shadows by darkness

This invisible part of me

Throwing me, off course

Spinning me, away from truth

This is a shadow secret,

of the me yet to be.

I’ve cast discomfort into my life

Wrong learning

Incorrect accumulation of my growing

These blocks against which my evolution stumbles.

True deep light

This is our origin from which the metamorphosis of me happens

It’s my shining

I’m here to find.

Not far, no

Not near though

Down into the intrinsic

The simple silent place

Here is shadow free

It’s itself

Me.

Striving each new dawn to unite

With the universe

Transcending my eclipse.

Liam October 2019

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Poetry Poem: Pain

Poetry Poem: Pain

Don’t get lost in your pain,

Or ever run from pain

Pain is a response

To what’s happening

Find it’s origins it’s perpetrator and embrace.

Inclusion unification will bring us into the eye of the storm

Look with that eye

See with that look

Understand with that sight

New thoughts inspire new feelings

New feelings active new deeds

When dealing with pain in a new way

We pull the sting

We remove the poison

We enable the health

We initially were seeking

We do have now grown

Thankful

We embrace what was pain

Is now, me deeper stronger wiser that before.

Pain is my gain

Grab it.

“Know that one day your pain will become your liberation.”

Liam October 19

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Poetry Poem: Seed

Poetry Poem: Seed

To seed big means

I am creating my vision

This personal panorama of my future me

Emerges not from my prefrontal cortex

It’s from that deep mind frequency of Alpha

That dreamy place, where fantasy, creativity and vision

Rise like fluffy clouds on a clear day

Each a representative of me in the motion of becoming

Fulfilling the destiny of my creation

All I’ve ever learnt, done experienced or suffered

Flows through, then weaves together

Enabling synchronicity to establish contact

That flash, this epiphany has been my right

My fulfillment, my goal, my reason to be.

Clouds in a sky of blue

Visions in the eye of who

Thoughts in view of where my contributions

Ought best to be planted

Granted I’m a slow grower

The planted seed has found fruit

Plucked shared and digested

This sweet nutrition will see me to the day

The day of my departure.

Liam September 2019

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Poetry Poem: Then

It’s pain

Deep traumatic pain

This dissected my life

Between before and after

A cut, which bled then superficially healed

Before was before,

After was after, but life changed then

Pain I attracted always felt familiar

Of course it always began with attractive attraction sensations

Energetic attraction of plus and minus

I drew you in, this deep power is relentless, strong

Like a moth, you came to the pain.

The flame disguise was my game

Funny, it was never about your beautiful blue eyes

It was about me, broken and lusting after my tragedy

We coupled in that cracked way people do without love

Our romantic superfluous anecdotes evaporated

Unproductive

This disambiguation, “ tolled the bell!.”

I cracked, then

Deep deep pain which flooded, light illuminating

The game which captured me

Flashed

I saw, recognized and understood

Repetitive similarities, I sucked in that suffering again and again

No a flame now burning across my mind.

pain pain pain

Not more, enough !

My loving affirmative arm embraced me, that kid

Just holding, just accepting,

just caring again

My self created mirror broke in this moment

This epiphany of self recognition and hope

Tears, my tears, my sobbing heart wrenching joy

Healing came because I returned

Simple, true, we can do it!

We can do this to improve

Grow, move inextricably to

Completion

That pain is the cry,

That pain is the sigh,

That pain is a way

In which Love

Love for the being

Love for the me

I’d left behind

As a kid

As I did

Then

Returns

Liam 2019

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Poetry Poem: The Door

Poetry Poem: The Door

Lovers don’t find love

Lovers discover joy

Lovers enable this happiness

To release inside their body

You are your own beautiful love

Hidden behind the eyes you see with

Deeply heaving the blood flow

Dancing freely in wide spaces in your mind

We are, what it is that we seek

We are, what it is that we do

We are, what it is that we already know

Be silent, for behind that door is this.

Liam September 2019

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Poetry Poem: Words

Poetry Poem: Words

Raise the choice of your words, not your voices

Words are times thoughts

Words are times feelings

Seeking to rest in what we say.

What you hear is not me though

You hear yourself

Through me

In this way

These thoughts

These feelings

Awaken again anew in you.

Liam September 2019