Saturday, October 31, 2015

"Perfection"


The fingertips reach out to touch all that the soul perceives
And, with the touch, the heart's reborn, in waiting, it receives
All answers to the questions asked, the many lifetimes spent
To find the answers, beat the drum, repay the gift that's lent
A wonder to the universe that cannot be replaced
Along the windings on the way, each life is surely traced
Some tales are told, some songs are sung of longing and remorse
But, with each step along the way, the story takes its course
Arrival in uncertain terms, the day will come at last
Retracing and replacing all the sorrows from the past

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Saturday, October 24, 2015

"It takes more than willpower"


Bad habits in the closet hid away
Not on the sleeve or podium, per se
The substance of long habits do reveal
They are not shaken by a will of steel
Surround them, understand them through the sounding
Each surface, crevice, crack is so resounding
A will that thrashes renders all the tracks
Those splintered thoughts are shattered by the axe
And still the habits wait within the wings
To pull at you, like hidden puppet strings
Undoing of a crooked life is slow
In increments so small, it seems not so
A sigh is born, the patience shows the scars
As constant as the twinkling of the stars
The heart, the heart brings will beyond what's known
It bring the note to clarity of tone
To sing the notes, to all extent unknown
Vibrations fill existence to the bone
The universe's murmur fills the soul
It settles in the heart to make it whole

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Thursday, October 8, 2015

"Intentions"


Deep in whiteness, see me being torn
I come, at last, significance reborn
To tremble on the verge of distant realms
Surrounded by the weeping, silent elms
The typhoon tugs upon the tendrils tips
In all directions, now, the zephyr rips
The whisper's lost upon the swirling wind
All twists of fate upon the mast is pinned
A laugh is heard, it echoes on the rocks
Presaging the unwinding of the clocks
The tempest is unraveled on the beat
The windlass hauls the ravage indiscreet

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© 2015 whickwithy


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Sunday, October 4, 2015

"The gloom"


Funereal twins called, once again
Despair and gloom, to take me for a spin
What a ride, it lasted but a flash
I dove to safety just before the crash
I dusted off, a pale and desperate drone
And, wandered back to sanity alone
They wander, cackling, in the depths of night
I smile at them and feign it's recondite

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"That old familiar feeling"


Time does tell a tale or two of bright and lucid dreams
Of whispers rising on the wind of shining, bright sunbeams
But, habits from a distant past arrive upon the scene
A ragged scalpel cuts across the vision in between
A feeling never spoken, just a sense from life before
Habits never broken, still conditioning decor
To break bad habit's wild embrace
All of life, one must retrace
Right back into the womb
Unspoken from the early years
Conditioned sense of silent tears
All life it will entomb
Destructive force, unwitting in its treason
Conditioning before one spoke with reason
The quirks that we all show upon the stage
Untrammeled by all thoughts of pain and rage
The answers lie in heaps among the past
Perception is the first attempt to cast
Transcending rote, the step that will surpass
And cancel frozen actions that amass
That old familiar feeling's often bane
It brings the haunt and, then, it brings the rain

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Saturday, October 3, 2015

"Creation"


There's a rumour going round that god is not
The character that made all that we've got
But, that creation, all upon its own
Beckoned consciousness to take the throne
Existing all throughout the universe
For in the very fabric it's immersed
A part of everything we do traverse
Refreshing thought is that, we reimburse
If so, it could be that all that is known
Created life so not to be alone
Expanding on that consciousness in store
Each step of life assembled on its core
The cosmos, its own progress of creation
Bringing with it life and pure elation
A nature and a penchant full of wonder
To counterbalance echoes of the thunder

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