Just Some Beauty

Only A Dream.................................................. Just Some Beauty.

beauty was all in view

each soul had unseen awe

the eye could only see purity

love. all seen with this eye

all knowing wisdom seer

unnamed is mostly gone now

 

beauty was all the eye could see

love, all inclusive sensual

significances and purities

was all the eye could see

all knowing wisdom

mostly gone now

 

it was just some dream

perhaps a present would

have to suffice

all the seer ever

wanted was someone who

would never let go...

 

so all the eye

could see were the ones

running away or walking away

some drifted, a few died,

but they all went away

the eye determined

in infinite wisdom only

one would never let

go, as the seer goes

slowly blind

 

resorting to only an ear

to seer with             can 

occasionally hear the

one who will not let go

the one who does not

run away, walk away 

or drift away, all will die

that is the only way

 

even then the One

will not let go He

rushes in to share

His glee with all

the world in all

the universe

for all to

see Him

 

it

is

only then

all realize how

all were really blind 

 

 

Photo from Biltmore House...



Only 2 Old Sages

Only 2 Old Sages

Two bookcases remain

Cajoled she donates

Read for your laps

A lap top of course

Slow but has light

Can be out of sight

Hours of reading

Many hours typing

 

Missing hard pages

           Only 2 like old Sages

Picture by Claudia Schoenfeld

https://www.flickr.com/photos/60797978@N08/

Agony In The Congo

leaving,run to sleep in the bush
open air like an animal, lush


cannot tell where, I am hidden
whereabouts unknown, forbidden


some parents were tortured, told
death comes either way, so cold


my friends gone, taken from school
bodies are found, piled in a red pool

arms, legs, and heads, separated
nightly, young girls are penetrated


death screams through the night
searching daily, places in the light  

I am ten years old, no more class
churches burned, no more mass



both parents are dead, I have to work
girls gather firewood to sell, rebels lurk

found, trying to run, two men stand there
screaming, at me, wishing I’d disappear



trying to run, but I am held down, clothes off
both take turns raping me, hear them scoff

beaten with fists, bleeding, I have no motion
feeling warmth, hot blood flows, like an ocean



sensing someone is looking at me, screaming
my arms, legs have been cut, all black, fading

light appears, alive and agony, emotionless
I am no longer in the woods, I am motionless



someone brought me to a clinic somewhere
seeing people I am afraid, skin hurts from air

only have one arm, two knees, an elbow left
many days I could do nothing, so then I slept



soon I was moved to another place, with others
but none were like me, no fathers and mothers

others were playing, we all had some school
I live in a wheeled chair, finally, a good tool



everyday is not good, I have no legs & no arm
everyday beaten, by the other children, so harm  

I hate each day wondering about this long war
all my days in the Congo, no freedom, no door



food is very rare we eat once a day, how to get food
an older boy gathers wood to sell, he knows he should

tomorrow may not come, agony, I wish today was over
my daily beating will come as agony as children hover

*Research is from You Tube interviews when

Children of War Speak is searched.

These children are from the Congo where

life is suffered in daily fear and death

and tomorrows may or may not come.

I did not go into details of the sexual assaults

because I would have to put an adult rating

on the write and the website.

**There are child soldiers interviews also and

as I said some take a minimum of 3 years

just to adjust to safe neighborhoods

And are relocated all over the world from

the Congo of Africa and other parts of Africa

and South America.

Italy In Renascent

Renascence collage,

Shading of Italian Masters,

Gift Renaissance.

Recall Love Lingers

Original Photo by Jamie Parade Can you see the heart?


love moment fleeting
live completely the moment
love for eternity

why are you crying
He said they're in a sleep
meeting you after time

after not fleeting
longing for eternal gate
loving as you wait

wait to be again

knowing it will never be
recall love lingers

move on silence

secluded in waiting
alone in a monotonous society
attempting to thaw requites
embroidery gathering dust
from fatigue

Fluttering Shutters

Musical Reflections Pleides

Press Play :)