Judge Not

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Bathed in cobalt moonlight, I drive to your window,

The light’s off, nobody’s home,

Maybe you’re there, wrapped in velvet gray, on the cool wooden slabs, forehead telling stories of your perceived failures,

Better to keep driving, nobody’s home,

Who was the firecracker who burned so brightly in the sunshine of your youth?

Now, the days are both a flash and wearily long,

You walk down the corridors of the past as if you are seeking permanent residence,

Where will you make your home?

These are the questions you dare not ask,

Allow me to inquire into your fog,

I will appreciate the haziness with fervor of sloth,

By December none of this will have mattered,

If it ever really mattered at all,

I played with fire and danced in the rain the same place she wept for your gaze,

I see the star you shared and I see it’s decay,

You are the grim reaper who breaks his own heart time and time again,

Fear your only constant lesson,

I will not write you love songs or poems, I will only write that I hope in time you will love you,

Sun charged stones lining paths of healing and truth,

May you find space to rest your fins, furrowless brow,

Third eye kissed, limerance, holy tryst, take my bow

 

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Kitty/Fish

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You put the lure on the hook and I bit,

Ready to be sacrificed at the altar of you,

You pulled me from crystal streams sunlight glinting and admired my scales,

Ran your knife against my tender flesh,

Pondered making me your evening meal,

But then, seeing yourself in my condition,

Released me back into the ocean,

Bloody cheeked, I swim on

NaPoWriMo Day 28: Postcard

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Wish you were here,

at the altar of truth clear,

Cognizant of the preciousness of each breath,

Gulping in today knowing full well this will only end in death,

I wanted to hold your hand as we crossed graves,

Holding each other up and pretending it was okay,

Enjoying moments as we could but now that has all gone away,

Memories like blankets, covering former days,

I would have happily cocooned with you in hell,

Ascending, descending and back again, I now, wish you well,

But I quite rather wish you were here,

At the altar of forgiveness of absolution of fear,

At the altar of unlived years,

Songs yet to be sung in less than perfect harmony,

I didn’t want to, but I loved you and it will be, what it will be.

 

NaPoWriMo Day 25 Warning Label . . . For Yourself!

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Do not deprive her of conversation,

She wants to know you beyond your favorite radio stations,
She wants to know what makes your heart lift and if she can help,

She can be a little intense and thinky, you will soon see for yourself,

Do not her deprive of nature, her home is as valued as is the road,

If she doesn’t have music or art, she will certainly im/explode,

Cover in kisses, allowing space for her to miss you,

She will naturally give love, if not returned, it may be a momentary issue,

She will wonder if her gaze and heart should lie elsewhere,

Because she seeks control when she’s scared,

But when focused, she sets the world aglow,

Do not doubt her, it only makes her power grow,

Do not doubt her love enduring and steadfast,

Or you may find yourself a fixture of her past,

Nothing more does she dread than an ending,

So she will  instead follow her bliss, ascending

NaPoWriMo Day 24: Elegy

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For someone who seemed to grasp their mortality you now seem to not grasp onto shit,

Fill your head up with nonsense, trying not to be sad to exist,

Storm cloud self created, you should be basking in loves rays yet,

You find a way to distance from everything but maybe you’re just a shade loving plant,

Am I the sun scorching you or am I the moon inviting you to dance?

Are we already saying goodbye?

Maybe if you can’t tell me your name, but I’ve only got time,

Or do I? See I really don’t know, life goes fast until it goes slow,

For now all I need is to know,

Are we walking this path alone or together?

Be prepared to rise if you stick around, bird, meet your feather

NaPoWriMo Day 23: Poem Based In Sound

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May majesty be revealed — speedily, imminently, to which we say Amen.

We wait and wait and it seems like nothing happens,

But the seeds are bursting under the weight of soil,

There is a season to wait and a season to toil,

The loop of eternity weaves it’s strings through us

And we dance like puppets,

Regaling moments of silence and pleasure,

Hoping we find the perfect balance of work and treasure,

Knowing we only have moments, we say Amen,

Bow our heads and every day, speedily, imminently, try again.

NaPoWriMo Day 18: Revision

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Don’t lose your confidence

Never confusing certainty with circumstance
Never distrust Providence

Allow yourself to rest and dance
Remove your ignorance

Open your eyes, devour the glance
Accumulate tolerance

Open your heart to time and chance

Patience is a must

Waiting is virtuous
Your mind, you dust

Interally reinvent combust
Body mustn’t rust

Alive with touch
Always be honest

Keep your promise

Hopefully you live

Engage and give
In God, ever believe

Higher power receive
The best, you give

Utmost forgive
Better to forgive

Holy remnants sieve

Choose the right path

Follow the map
To toil, take an oath

Work hard, promise and go
God and hope, trust both

Let unfocused become focus and propel your boat
Don’t die like a brittle moth

A shell, in the end, be, do not

God-faith helps thrive

Sustained and survive
As He makes us survive

We can trust at all times
Our belief, He does revive

Awakened we reside
He helps peace to be alive

Trust, a wellspring inside

Take efforts and await

Trust in plans great
After showing your might

Trust everything will be alright
Being happy is right

Stars shine in night sky
As joy, you can sight

Sun and stars both emit light

True efforts never die

Nothing good is wasted in time
They appeal to the Sky

Answers come from you and I
God keeps His eye

Fixed on flight
Upon those who try

So trust the current and take a dive

Good luck my dear

I wish you more joy than tears
Pursue without fear

Your dreams so dear
If hard-work is here

Enjoy future cheer
No place for tear

It is time for friends, hugs and beer

 

Thank you Mvvenkataraman:

Original un/revised poem found here.

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/1096017/work-and-god-rule-the-sod/