Poetry Poems: Language of a Kiss

Poetry Poems: Language of a Kiss

The languages we speak

The many tongues from many colors

May be foreign

May be strange

May be incomprehensible

When we really communicate

It’s the soul which weaves the magic

These feelings don’t lie

They personify the truth

The living being in you is mesmerized

For this recognition is immense, powerful real

Speaks a thousand languages and more

Communicates in energetic waves

We perceive sparking from these eyes

Dancing pirouette with butterflies

The strangest thing is not your color, language or creed

It’s my need

To communicate with my lips

The reality of what’s happening

With this one

Kiss

Liam 2019 July

Poem Poetry: The Flower

Poem Poetry: The Flower

Out beyond the right and the wrong

You will find a field green and sky

Don’t wait for tomorrow

Don’t even be entangled with yesterday

Meet me

Let the grey of today

Slide from your mind, fly

For its now

In this very moment

That flower blossoms

It’s yours, mine too

Forever

Liam 2019

Poetry Poem: The Beauty of Now

Poetry Poem: The Beauty of Now

I long to touch heaven,

the sea and you too

What is this desire,

My question, who?

What will this reveal?

What is it trying to teach?

Where is this coming from wanting to reach?

I guess it’s intuition!

Or is it deja vu?

A premonition, a presentment about you

The smile, flirts with my interest.

Muting brain, heart tunes in too

Suppresses the uncertainty of why?

Expresses the conviction of true

This is happening for a reason, I know it

You

Reasonably understood

Convincingly felt,

This is overwhelming

This must be shared

Carried, bared

To feel alive

in each cell of my blood

I want to touch you

I want to crash

Wild into your surf,

Fly, die, then return

In the silence find the song

In the stillness hear the beat

Moulding from invisible to magnificent

The beauty of now

The love of how

We made this together.

Liam July 2019

Poetry Poem: Cosmic Sun

Poetry Poem: Cosmic Sun

My life’s the journey, from a distant star

You too and everybody we see

We walk all together

Yet each of us walks alone

We share, we support, we give a helping hand

Still, my way is mine for me, you see

From birth till I return to my heavenly me

To intensively live, laugh, love and be true

To be a voice, be the one who cares

Shares thoughts

Which grow into compassion with the wanderers too

The seekers, those lost, the crazies who’s

Laughter echoes from concrete stairs

That beggars hand rattle, with a two dime tin

The old and sick where the spirit within

Has lost the meaning ,

Has gone astray

Needing support to refind the way

We have become before again melt into the cosmic sun

Liam July 2019

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

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

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

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

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

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