Poem: ❤️Herzensfrau
The day on me here in the grass
Clouds above they slowly pass
The world is green and white and blue
My woman her heart joins me too
“Red,” she said, “is all the world”
She whispers bending to my lips
“A wish”, she said “my heart in green.”
Blue above white flies a dove
Carries green this twig called Love.
Liam 💚
Poem: Red once Blue
I fell in love the other day
I don’t know why
I’m not quite sure or what to say
We chatted as it happens all a while
We laughed smiled
The simple act
The fact of having
Recognized that underlying
Our conversations flow Between our eyes
Beneath a glance or two
A knot of excitement pulsed with you
A bright brilliant ribbon of light
Swirled freely around my heart
A magnificence cast it’s spell
In me I surrendered to the bewilderment of you
I observed myself keenly
I wonder how this happens
I’m thrilled with the wild.
Red once blue.
What is this vibrance felt in me, flowing from you?
Is that how love happens?
Afar out there beyond
You are now alive in me
Beating thudding irregular across my chest
Excitement in a pearl
A home open to the few
Is now yours to touch
Enriching me so much.
Sweet smile across the night
Turns in me a living key around around around
Treasure is this place within me found
Shines it’s gorgeous light
To gaze with beating heart
Is it right?
It is new
No not wrong
Is it a song?
It is new
Yes life long I’ve listened
Waiting for this harmony melody symphony of blue
Now turns to Red in me
To Red in you.
Liam 2019 May
Poem: Perhaps
Perhaps I haven’t arrived, at where and who I’ve always wanted to become.
How wonderful I’m no longer there where I began though.
This way is my way, my journey of saying that I’m learning.
I’m growing, moving towards.
The I, I am yet to becoming.
Not caught but free, in perceiving now and again.
Whom it is who wonders,
ponders the colour of a flower.
Whom it is who reflects,
on thoughts, my own too.
Whom it is who observes,
me perceiving.
Perceives me observing.
Observes me wondering.
Experiences me thinking.
Touchs my meaning.
Perhaps its just you, laughing out loud.
Perhaps you see me, my head in the cloud .
Perhaps perhaps perhaps
Its really true.
Its me, it’s more, it’s perception opening the door.
Liam January 2018
Poem: Light
Today I feel the light
The light which shines
Warm in my thoughts
Bright through the window panes
Which illuminates that which i see
Which illustrates that which is me
Which culminates in the recognition
The unequivocal which resonates throughout us all
Mankind awakes in a world of life, in a world with strife, in a world of possibilities
Each one drawn from light or dark, high or low, come or go
Let me choose my way my path of right not wrong
Let me me hold to light that shines
Let me be a reflection of how I see how I feel how I respond
Beyond this now where horizon greets the dawn
Illuminates the morn
Light cusps the dark
Light shoots the spark
Light cheers the lark
Tulips color the garden walk
In light.
Liam April 2019
Poem: Us in Harmony
Loves affirmation transforms us
The lover in you
The beloved in me
Love transcends to Creativity
Evoking a mysterious desire.
Stirs the dragon burns the fire
We touch with heart
We touch with skin
We touch with thought
This ‘Berührung’.
Aught it mean so much.
But I am,
Caught in the meaning
Amazed with the simplicity
Enraptured by its depth
Upgraded on this powerful surge
The transmutation from simple to unification
To this!
It’s love
It’s you & me
It’s more than our synchronicity
Yes us just us
In
Harmony
Liam December 2018
Poem: The Star
Into the Forest a star fell from the night
To find it we ran like the wind through the trees
Branches they grabbed us bramble tore at my sleeves
On the roots we stumbled I tripped and fell
Then lying before us light silvery blue
Your eyes they sparkled then through the dew
You reached out embracing that distant clear light
I caught your glimmer sparkling bright
Then together we gazed into each other’s sight
Yes, it was love that we found on that deep starry night.
Which came with a flash
Sent from heaven above
To wrap us in magic to give us the love.
Liam 2019
Poem: The Seed
“Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
And up there grew a flower
That others called a weed.”
Alfred Lord Tennyson
That yellow flower they called a weed
Grew from a seed called my need
Which in that hour of golden glow
Was a gift of wisdom, of words we know
Thrown to the earth from my aching heart
Watered by tears I’d had to part
Here grew a thought, a plant so fine
With leaves of silky texture mine
That flower of joy of love of me
Those petals of gold the sun did see
To share to offer and give away
From pain was born this warm new day.
Liam 2019
Poem: The Power of Love
„I shall love thee strong“
Words great masters spoke,
they might be wrong.
Let mine invoke
Tease that hasty hand of time with ALL is smote.
Would the mountain crumble
Oceans heave the sandy break
Sky be torn asunder
Eternal love survived this day.
Still in these quiet moments of reflect,
It’s you who are the apple of my eyes respect.
Life’s moments pass away each day
The power though is here to stay.
Twixt, Eternity & Infinity
Naught but love holds time at bay.
To share with you ,
yet one more happy day.
Liam Eckernforde
Poem: The Rise
Rise to prosperity it’s in the striving
The effort of getting better Moving beyond the pressure of pain
The unfolding unrolling unraveling and see the new
To grasp the significance in the action of flow
Resume then hold responsible my results
Assume nothing rather read and read again
It’s also learning to leave you take a moment
Beholding that place of the past
Where I all began
It will always remind me of where I was
Of who I’ve become
To where my dreams are strung
Rising anew with the sun.
Liam 2019
Poem: Suffering
When I see this suffering
In another persons eyes
My tears felt deep they clutch and cut
The membrane of my human size
Make me look into that vacant gaze
The scruffy hair the ragged blanket wrapped to care
The dirt of not one coin to spare
It’s pride less begging gone is hope
It’s a self that fumbling tries to grope
It’s a being no longer looking forward to the day
It’s hopeless despair
Who cares
Look away
Their tears have long since dried
Before the weeping down inside
Turns to cudgel the muddled mind
This child born free, could this tragedy also be a part of me?
Where could they find just one last grain of hope
To plant into a waking day?
Naught but dust
Naught but frighteningly caught in pain
Suffering
Liam March 2019
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