To many people, do not even realize that their inner space, their mind space even exists.
Consciousness can carry you as deep within as it’s already taken us to mars and further. Liam
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Poetry Poem: The Red Dress
Poem: The Red Dress
Written by Liam Kennedy
If birds were bees
Leaves were flees
Flowers grew hours
Trees bent at their knees.
The old grew younger
Grass could dance
Life’s song was sung
With a passing glance
If dry was wet, I bet
On drops, that falling up
I’d stop to fill my coffee cup
A bird was heard in Timbucktoo
To sing a Verdi quite absurd!
Up was down, outside was in
I strained my brain
I waggled my chin
I ground my teeth
I smile begins
This all confound
Is turning round
A confused muddled mixed up mess
Why?
It’s the colour of your red dress,
That puts me , in such distress…..
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Poetry Poem: One to Ten
Poem Poetry: One to Ten
Written by Liam Kennedy
One is the sun which shines above
Two is the prince when he finds his love
The king the queen and their child are three
Four are the winds that blow to me
Five I am with my limbs and head
Six is the honeycomb sweetening bread
Seven are the stars that cross the sky
Eight the hours asleep I lie
Nine are left after one less ten
Ten the fingers which hold my pen.
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Poetry Poem: Autumn
Poem : Autumn
Autumns gold nips chilly at my finger tips,
Pale blue spreads fresh, across an open sky,
A Lark ring sings cheerful echoes passing by.
Peaceful captured , moment morning here am I.
The Beech crown sheds its leaf so slow
Golden treasure scattered freely far below
While Chestnut throws in handfuls free, Brown round nuts,
seeking happy children find with glee.
The wild rose,
reds & mauves now dry,
fragrant perfumed memory,
paint my inner eye.
While rose hip swollen buds await the fearless touch.
From those whom thorns & jelly mean so much.
Fields fresh shawn, grain set free.
Harvest past let merry be,
the folk , the farmer , you & me
It’s time to take that cup of tea.
Autumns turning chime, the season here to be.
Liam
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Poetry Poem: Wake Up
Poetry Poem: Wake Up
My power to forgive you
Tore down the fortresses, your castles of protection
This epiphany of your ultimate strength
Is my liberation from self-destruction
For I’ve become accustomed to being alone
Truly, unexpectedly the immature shattered
The me that mattered emerged
Perhaps a little shaky
Perhaps a tic unsure
I recognized the moment was mine, not yours
You you you said
I’d die
God!!! Thanks be, for true I did
Not what you imagined-though! No
I discovered behind the insecurity of immaturity
A beautiful stranger, who but me
Naked filled with identity truth light love
In death
Transmutation to transinsendance
This is beyond the insignificance of your little egotistical theater
Grow up brother
Grow up sister
For your time of insignificance is also over
Wake up
Wake up
Wake the fuck up!
Liam 2019
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Poetry Poem: Happiness
Poetry Poem: Happiness
My joy is more than just a feeling, its also a beacon
Showing me the way between the complexities of my life.
On track we celebrate synchronization
Should my smile go though
Should the clouds bring rain as they do.
All I need is to relocate be open to the beacon.
For a light is easily found in the dark.
Happiness is more than just a feeling.
Liam 2019
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Poetry Poem: The First Bite
Poetry Poem: The First Bite
The reassurance of stone walls
Hospital paint reflected in those busy faces
Here I chose the discomfort
Here I chose my birth
That breath which initiated my life
Screamed
For the soul I’d yet to find
Consolation I’d live to search for
Suburban dystopia paralyzed my childhood
City isolation encapsulated my puberty
Emotionally atrophied my soul crawled
Gasping for the gold
Groping for wisdom in my dark I roved
Yet the spring still came, its green sprouts
Populating that barren dusty space
My mind tasted the sweet inspiration of wisdom
It’s nectar like treacle stuck to my pages
Ink diffusing deep into the roots
Fertilizing my insight with an idea
A wonderful thought
A miraculous birth
The alchemical transmutation to love
Burst in the brushing of your lips
An epiphany celestial met me
Felicity touched this first apple bite
It’s serpentine poison
Which covers the earth
Healing with each new heart beat
In every soul lost lonely in translation
Metamorphosis to the angels wings now
Spreading golden across the dawn.
Liam 2019
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Poetry Poem: The Music
Poetry Poem: The Music
Dance, spin and fly
For the music is where
We began
Where we return
Its in this release from the body
The ringing of the cosmos
The energy of the spheres
Lifts us again
Wind whirling across open fields
Lost in flow
I found at last
Harmony
Liam October 2019
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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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