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

Poem: Evening Rest

Poem: Evening Rest

Evening Rest

As this day now leaves to lie,

Rays once warm they fill the sky.

In colors changing to heaven bright.

The blues to hues of reds, the white the golden might.

Of a day departed and with me too.

One more moment of bliss complete.

Of touch and love of fleeting happy you.

Yes, you an angel dancing high.

Dancing clouds you cross my eye .

Your horizon lies with me this day.

You fill the night with a starry sky,

with sparks,

with thoughts,

with dreams,

with intervening flashes we unite.

Build a picture, a cosmology ,

A heaven, a party book of light.

Closing now my eyes to sleep

The wonder in my breast I’ll keep.

Till waking neigh on mornings wing

A new, a day together we’ll sing.

Liam July 2017

Poem: Troubled

Poem: Troubled

You leave me again tumbling,

Stumbling on your shadow.

Our thoughts and laughter like too…. perfume me.

yet still

I hear heart ache tangled in your hair

I feel & feel & freeze.

The play set act scene,

You moved in me again.

Touché

The game set match,

You won in me again.

It’s all in

I’ll give in

You take my heart

Cake and eat it too.

You

Away

I stay, steam rising from my tears,

I may, yet it’s you who that’s gone astray.

This day

Liam

Haby 2014

Poem: Why we Work?

Poem: Why we work?

As the minutes hours & the day,
pass along go their way
Happy is that which lets me share.
Words, my words
So deep , so strong, and fair,
Feelings had, the fun the care.
Spent with you, through you,
Though not here nor there,
nor anywhere like near.

You are far away from me in body,
But hidden in my heart, the bud.

Now
Full blossomed bearing strong.

Begins to unfold.

Smiling my lips recall a time,
Fun filled joy, simply knowing.
You are still deep in mine.
Mine to behold, hold and inspire.

My day, the way I hold my pen,
My word, unspoken but still heard.
“Rings chimes sings”
My heart, the start, the fundamental  plot.

Why WE work!

The chemistry of our bones.
The different soil of our DNA.

The fundamental spirituality which cements our togetherness.

Liam November 2018

Poem: Oblivion

Poem: Oblivion

Falling from the eves and chimney pipes I fluttered .

Floated like those autumn leaves.

Memories, whipped in the evening breeze .

My soul took flight.

Windy across foreign

Places, baren dusty spaces, where

I’ve lain my head to weep.

Dreamt and found you asleep.

Jeweled, sprawled a queen

Between the palms, sipping the nectar of words whispered

By that breeze.

Speaking softly in tongues long forgotten, while whisking flies.

We touched and you awoke.

A moment a memory in paradise lost.

Where we nibbled wisdom, ate sweet dates, laughed as lovers do.

Wait wait wait for what of this worth is ours to keep?

When life calls, I answer,

„Sleep!“ let me dream on.

Exotic caravans of incense and myrrh.

Spice in dusty cracks, is my dry desire.

In all this, what takes the call?

The call to rise above, to move beyond the pain filled fire.

Fill us searchers of the soul unseen.

Break desire!

End this march towards the funeral pyre.

Liam October 2017

Oblivion

Poem: Oblivion

Falling from the eves and chimney pipes I fluttered .

Floated like those autumn leaves.

Memories, whipped in the evening breeze .

My soul took flight.

Windy across foreign

Places, baren dusty spaces, where

I’ve lain my head to weep.

Dreamt and found you asleep.

Jeweled, sprawled a queen

Between the palms, sipping the nectar of words whispered

By that breeze.

Speaking softly in tongues long forgotten, while whisking flies.

We touched and you awoke.

A moment a memory in paradise lost.

Where we nibbled wisdom, ate sweet dates, laughed as lovers do.

Wait wait wait for what of this worth is ours to keep?

When life calls, I answer,

„Sleep!“ let me dream on.

Exotic caravans of incense and myrrh.

Spice in dusty cracks, is my dry desire.

In all this, what takes the call?

The call to rise above, to move beyond the pain filled fire.

Fill us searchers of the soul unseen.

Break desire!

End this march towards the funeral pyre.

Liam October 2017