24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
The apartment is dim
our voices echo,
from years we lived here
memories dwell.
Mama don’t cry
it breaks my heart
His presence is here
he’ll never go.
Let the years fall
touch his guitars,
children again;
our voices from far.
Hearing us still
memories near
he’ll never go.
So I walk on this day
feel the ground under my feet.
At times my trousers get reminded of last night’s heavy rain.
The grass, the ground,
all is still wet.
And me barefoot
enjoying the wind in my hair.
My face collects the droplets of rain still clogged on the trees.
Looking out of the tent
before going to sleep .
I saw lightning flashing
across the sky.
No thunder just lightning,
The deep silence of the sky on fire.
And it reminded of the log fire in granma’s house
when I was child and I had just come back
from playing in the snow.
Born of Earth
Grown from seed
Sown long ago
Dancing with wind
Ever-changing
Swaying to and fro
Tattered, tired peices
Burn in fire
Resurrecting soul
Blessed water
Washed over
Quenching thirst
Cleansing sin
Only to be born again
It is elemental
My inner fire breathes me awake
I will now journey across land and sea
Sipping the air
as I bring words summoned from my soul
Through my fingers
To the blank pages before me
A new succulent journey of self
Of Creativity
Worlds created and manipulated
I dream in shattered waves
My lungs filled with fire
A breath of life begins
The earth rises up to meet me
Poetry Marathon has begun
Grown Children
Hear, where I lay,
eyes open, should be sleeping;
thinking of children gone, grown, but mist remains.
I got it wrong, I got it right, back and forth all through the night.
Stop this madness.
Nowhere it goes.
It is done.
Just watch and wait.
Open gate.
Open heart.
Open ears.
Open mind.
They are still, ever and always, mine.
– Mary-Jeanne Smith
It would be cliche to say that we fit together
Like a puzzle piece
But i dont know how else to decscribe the way
Our bare bodies mesh and melt
Fingers interlocked
Like your lips on mine
Our limbs tangled,
pulling eachother closer
Feeling your anatomy mixing with mine
It would indeed be a cliche
But baby, we fit together so well
As we sat in front of each other
Our eyes stuck on each other
I could feel the warmth of fire
The way our hands touched each other
His cool breath came as a wind
When we hugged, and I flew like a leaf
As earth he supported me
Even when my feet were not on the ground
And I was held high in his arms
As a twig in the river, I went with the flow
Holding his hand, and now I dont want to stop.
Oh, captivating beauty
You are grand
You are wonder of nature
Your beauty
is incomparable
and unique
Bare and untouched
In you is
All creation!
Divine mixed
Fire, water, air
and than you
Emerged from
Earth
You are the
Feminine power
Rising from ashes
You are the source
To balance and unite
You are ” You”
But in you
Is everything
You are the
Infinite source
Of strength and compassion
In every woman
in the delivery room,
my heartbeat goes up, and then down,
in pain, yet I smile,
in few seconds, blossoms a new life.
I hold you in my arms,
and embrace you tightly to my heart,
sometimes, I see you in the moonlight,
at times – in the sunlight.
I kiss your little feet,
rub my cheek against your cheek,
I ask myself, endless times,
whether you really look like me?
you keeping looking at me,
hold my finger in your fist,
and lick my lips – now and then,
maybe that’s the birth of new life!
PS: Life or human body’s existence is due these four elements – earth, water, fire and wind. Birth defines the existence and significance of these elements. My poem aims to highlight the birth of a new life!!
Though the dragons may be gone
The princesses all rescued
And once shining armor becomes dulled and corroded
Still, heroes live on.
The live of a hero is one of passion and courage.
My soul sings for romance,
My heart beats for passion.
Chivalry may die,
But so long as I still stand,
Heroes will live on.