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Salvatore Ala, 18 december 2014
In a Gallery of Birds
The mind is brushed by sparrow wings.
Hart Crane
All shadows of a kind cross the atlas of the mind.
Alone or with fledglings in realistic settings
The ghosts of those birds migrated into words.
The longer we stayed the sound of a glade.
Windows doubled as skies for eternity in their eyes.
Even for a feather it is a heavy tether.
In each nest eggs at rest.
Such stillness grows like flight in repose
Mounted there in flying air.
What is seeming if nature is dreaming?
What is death to a hummingbird’s breath?
In an eagle’s gaze soar endless days.
A glass case sings it breaks with wings.
All field marks fade light goes into shade.
Joe Breunig, 18 december 2014
Poem: Committed to Him?
When we’re truly betrothed to Him,
we can’t help, but divinely succeed;
Christ’s not a Man that He should lie
and He’s promised to meet our needs.
Are we, not more important than birds
found about the land, trees and air?
Are we better clothed than flowers?
Are we committed to Him and His care?
Are we not made after God’s image?
As His Children, are we responsible,
for applying The Word to our lives?
Are we spiritually irresponsible?
We’re accountable for understanding
how to divinely develop and grow.
Spiritual progression doesn’t allow
us to blindly accept the status quo!
The Day of Judgment is still coming.
Will you be seen as a goat or sheep?
Are you joined to the True Vine or
will your soul burn on Hell’s heap?
Author Notes
Inspired by:
Num 23:19; Prov 16:3; Matt 6:25-34, 25:31-46
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
Satish Verma, 18 december 2014
BABY GOD
Carrying my words in a small jewel box
I was listening to silence
of falling rain,
to heal my truth.
A blueberry moon
was peeking from behind the hills.
Crazy clouds
started a celebration.
Sometimes you want to stop
in your tracks and look back
with doleful eyes. Was it important to collect red roses,
suicide notes, purple robes for seeking liberation?
The baby god I wanted to laugh with,
does not smile anymore.
His tinkles lie buried in heap of dust
in your skinny heart.
Tinker Bell, 17 december 2014
SOMETIMES... I SIT AND WONDER
Sometimes I sit and wander.. through the deserts
& the cities ;
and deep, these thoughts goes,
in the ocean
then all at once
I am afloat.. !
Tinker Bell, 17 december 2014
IN DEEP THOUGHTS
WHEN INSIDE IN MY DEEP THOUGHTS I AM ,
Sometimes I wonder Who I am ?
People asks me,
They say, they want to know
I say
I find..
When I am in this place
There’s no need to explain
For I am
this place,
and this place me !
Tinker Bell, 17 december 2014
FRIEND
Still I would search for my lost friend,
Sitting somewhere, waiting..
For me to turn.. my conscience
Won't let it go..
Won't let it go..
The most loyal friend of mine
Turning each smile, each moment alive
The essence of life.
Satish Verma, 17 december 2014
OF PERSONAL GOD
Ready to dismember the red geraniums
rains had no mercy.
Thunder did not show any preference
and hails had felled the pride
of tall grass.
Denuded, the hungry man
walked towards liberty.
Moral tapestry in scape after scape
cried,
the mystery endured the cradle –
Of personal god.
But I bled my truth in wilderness
to impose the religion,
of a non-believer,
for obedience to natural laws.
Talking to divine
brings relief. The direct, face to face
confrontation, for a twig of faith.
I pick up the seeds
for the sake of eternity.
Tinker Bell, 16 december 2014
DEEPER
Going deeper & deeper will make you find me
It's a journey you were keen to keep
Don't slow down as the lights are about to blow
After that it would be very hard for you to know
Just open the doors & let the time take control
See the life through the hole
Broken wings & lost toys
Silent wishes on the sky
In the end you might survive
With a simple memory of mine
Tinker Bell, 16 december 2014
SIMPLE SIGHT
Can't let the heart go the wrong way
Life's a path ,not eternal place to stay.
What's hidden, is what's conserved
It have reasons, reasons written before.
Change the ways & know the truth inside
Complete those unfinished lines with a smile.
No one might understand the changing signs
Say, it's a power of something deep inside.
Might never hear the voice that's inside
Have to take decision, the choice of life.
Something is said between the lines
Life's simple when truth is beside.
diane, 16 december 2014
The Darkest Abode
In this earth that is full of worldliness
People are weak and deceive
By false prophesy and teachings
Heard from satan's successors.
Crimes explode like a bomb
Strikes at anytime
It kills hundred of lives
To avenge the bloodshed of their clan.
A child innocent stare
Moves in uncertain steps
Future verged on the impossible
Where she grope for her hopes in the darkplace.
Where is the safe place to live in?
Earth is abound with peril
Human acts like a brute animal
Stunned and paralized with terror.
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