Open Poetry #30 |
Fickle Charmers |
titch k Member
since 2003-11-25
Posts 123 |
In silent abyss, I hear an effortless voice; A song from the shade Children unrobed of innocence; And a Universe, content to pass responsibility, in-between the legs As man fair weathers, for his posturing voyage Living in a hollow chest, without salvation or piety; Who would welcome him to sanctuaries cosmic rhythm, knowing this secret? Now the lizard lies asleep in it's cranny; But people are easily pleased; With clenched fist, smiling, with a fresh egg in the hand And the fickle charmers, walk out, without humiliation This profound silence, left to harbour central theme; Teardrops unwiped, hands unheld; With the supremacy, of sugared toast, the comforter, long after the incident I open my heart, absorbed merciful faith, consumed compassion with sorrow, As a tiny voice, links my hand in trust; Believing in tomorrow, the day before yesterday; Yet already branded, in a lesser known heartache; A sentence unapproved, and overruled by heaven; I pause beside my window, leaving in space, the echo of silence As I reach out, wasted from privacy and seclusion; For I have traversed, all worlds with loves vintage and empathy! Titch footnote; I have been blessed in life in oh so many ways, but there are zillions of precious children, that at a tender age, have known fear, and starvation of the heart; Whether it be with abuse, of any kind whatsover, including starvation of the belly/heart/mind or respect! It is with this in mind, that I sent my love into the heavens, that it may fall down warming all the frightened children in the Universe - hence the verse arrived -------------- ©Titch K 2003 |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Titch~ Such a tender render from the heart~ I join hands with you in your prayerful wish for the children~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Sadelite Member Elite
since 2003-10-11
Posts 2519 |
titch, I, too. It is conforting to see such compassion. Sadelite |
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