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 Oct 2014 Brendan Thomas
Anna
I can’t quite put my finger on it,
Run my tongue across it,
Sink my teeth into it,
But you’re some sort of something else-
And I want to consume your every word
As it spills out of your mouth.
But to try to catch a single thought
Is something in itself.
When you have walked too far
And reached the edge of the world
Realizing, you have come beyond
Where the unknown waves to you
Away from the slippery ground
Now you have found a footing
To take the next step towards unknown
No way to explain the feeling
Only the heart knew it all along
Immaculate Memory

Show me Everything

Bless me with your Sterling Secrets
barred from Eyes too soon to See.

Open your Arms
as I lay before You
in

Vulnerable Exposition.

Unzipp the Sky ~
Unburden your Breath

Breathe Eternity
in
Gentle Whispers

over my Soul
Let me know your Stories.

Through all my Lives,
I realize with Open Eyes

the Tears may fall and Spirits rise~
You Cradle mine as Sacred

I fall before You~
Graciously
in

*Utter Absolution.
A recollection of various moments in Prayer.
This is written to be purposefully intense, as it is meant to capture a sacred decree between devotee & Divine.
Enjoy :)
Swimming thru
the panoramic sea, is me~
torrents attention maybe
too lazy, skies suprise~
would it be just a dream
or a smile
'en visage' of the moon
if my latitudes
were few
but incorrigible?

I break in align and drift for days
toasted flake for fish food, I make~
unto land, my eyes it seems
as tho' no shade
could dialate my mind, for dreams~
I must gather what waterlogged
faith I can find.

Should it take onwards of years
to guess my position
yet cannot despise for
my own limitations~
the pull of the Earth
will most definitely make
for the best
most accurate
decisions.

*Until that Day,
I remain
Cast Away
This is a poem dedicated to my memory of that Tom Hanks movie where he's stranded on an Island for years yet still has faith and vision to set sail to be discovered...
Could someone remind me of that movie title, please?
Thanks and Enjoy
~                
Putting sound                  
into the world
of          
         poetry

Hoping              
I'm  
*heard
Every poets dream and nightmare...
The beauty I saw in your eyes,  
         Peering into your soul.
It's depths astounded me,
     your poetry amazed me,
Another half to broken pieces made whole.
Yet the pain I saw eluded me,
          it baffled me
   how you could be that sad...
I remember this dream I had,
Where you were in complete despair,
     crying in a corner,
             Tears blood red
I can't remember exactly what you said,
     but it crushed me.
           The next day,
while you were smiling and joking around,
I tried to glimpse deep in your eyes,
          what I found?
Stunned me to tears, after all these years,
          how could I not see?
I think you were about to ask me what was wrong,
            But you realized I discovered what you'd been hiding all along.
I didn't know what to say,
          or how to speak...
Then I saw a grin start to form in the dimple on your cheek.
         You'd fooled me, arrogantly tricked me,
You pulled up your sleeve and grabbed a knife,
              Started slicing away just to torture me,
          Slowly ending my life.
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