Endless Poetry - Hello Poetry

1d

Carlo C Gomez

~
Restless traveler
sit still,
and look pretty
under the apple tree

the interconnection,
your milligram smile,
best in motion,
you run with honey

you pond and stream,
rivers in your mouth,
the deep taste of survival,
so few will remain, after
the pollinator

with dizzy spells in flight,
a promise flits away
from your swear jar,
you and your wings
mean more to me
than milestones
of osmosis

But is it me
you'll really miss?
~

#nature #bird #pollination #survival #metaphor #love #journey

1d

Pax

Morning's Gown

Morning steps out in its gilded gown.

July 17, 2024

1d

beth fwoah dream

you grew

you grew out of the tangling black,
those carefree tides that lead to the moon.

the stars i thought were silver knots
would not unwind, danced on the horizon,

softened like the white mist that gathered
the sky and the dark rose of your eyes.

you filled with the quiet of the hills
and i watched as your ghost

started to tell me goodbye, that
ghost whose seas were frozen in the night,

the ghost i loved, and everything that
was fire in me carved the words into

the night's magnolia net and the words
were; " i don't want you to go".

#iminlovewithyouian

1d

Solaces

The young wizard Funny faces and "Awoken" part 8

" Your new blade needs a name." Said the young wizard to his new warrior awoken friend.  The blade gleamed with magical permanent glows and luminescent courage.  It also seemed lighter in weight when Alston held and wielded it.

Liam and Kanan awoke from their slumber oblivious to the cursed night they slept through.  Alston stoked up fire and broke out the pans for cooking.  Eggs sizzled to both the boy's delight.  The sun broke through the clouds and the young wizard soaked it up in his staff. He walked back toward the campfire to the smell of eggs sizzling under the morning sun.  Alston retained his fatherly appearance, and the warrior was hidden and dormant inside the new unlocked chamber of his soul.  Birds sang their morning melodies and rabbits hopped to an unheard song of nature.

The four of them ate breakfast through the beautiful morning with the boys laughing at the funny faces the young wizard was making at them.  The young wizard also had egg yolk on the sides of his mouth.  Although formidable in the uses of the magical arts the young wizard table etiquettes were not so proper.   Alston then fetched some toy soldiers and horses for the boys to play with while he and the young wizard packed up for the journey ahead. After everything was packed Alston then lifted the sheathed sword and looked to the young wizard.

" I will name this blade "Awoken." Together this blade and I awoke parts of us that had always been there, yet fear kept them from awakening. Awoken has vanquished that fear.  Now I must learn the way of the sword.  My brother-in-law is the commander of arms in Oinotna.  I will learn from him when we arrive.  Let us journey together my friend."

Feb 12

Solaces

The young wizard " Your new blade needs a name." part 7

As blood poured out of the shadow mantis body and onto the ground the sun rose to vanquish this horrible night. Alston stood there absolute still gripping the enchanted sword tight.

Alston had small tremors course through his hands in an intermittent pattern like response.  The tremors soon faded away and his hands no longer shook. Courage had infected his blood and killed away the doubt and fear he had.  The blade gleamed crimson, blue and white. This came as a surprise to the young wizard. Such evocations cast upon weapons only last a few uses.  This blade however seems to retain the power.  " Alston, may I see the blade? " The young wizard ask the new warrior if he could observe his blade while all together ease his mind that everything is okay.  Alston then looked at the enchanted blade he carried about with him on their travels.  It had always been just a sword. Normal and nothing special. Just a weapon to carry about on travels for the little inexperienced protection he could provide with it. Only now it was an instrument of power.  An emblem of one's courage gained. Not only did this sword **** the shadow mantis but also carved out a new warrior inside of one whom wasn't. The young wizard understood this in a moment realizing why the sword has not lost its enchantment. For Alstom and the sword have ascended together. The young wizard then remembered what he had told Alston before the shadow mantis arrived. " Trust in yourself and then trust in the blade." The young wizard may have inadvertently invoked the spirit of this man, this father, and also invoked the sword and somehow bonded them together spiritually. Many invocations used by the lineage of wizardry are mostly discovered by accident.  This happens to be another moment.  Only the young wizard did not understand how it happened. It was quite difficult to remember every detail which is important by all measure.  The position of his staff, his stance, the tone of one's voice, and the emotion given.  So much was happening at the time there was no time to remember it all.  Perhaps just an early morning breakfast and the start of a journey together could render some lost memories.

Alston gave the enchanted blade to the young wizard with a smile as he walked toward his sleeping boys to wake them and start breakfast.  The young wizard held the enchanted blade and turned to Alston. " Your new blade needs a name."

#fantasy #blade #wizard #warrior #sword #magic #power

Feb 8

Nylee

Doing nothing

am I an observer
or a participator,
this life, a reel or real
am I whole, or partial?
this is all surreal
are we living
or watching time spill
doing nothing
rotating in this cosmic realm,
starting where we started,
ending where we end,
rolling the rock up the mountain
watching it fall
traveling back up again.
what is the deal?
we know the prison,
let's dig up the tunnel.

am I a spectator,
or a perpetrator,
this death, a dream or dire,
am I fractured, or entire?
this is all infernal,
are we decaying,
or watching shadows crawl,
doing something,
descending into this chthonic realm,
starting where we're buried,
ending where we're born,
our remains part of the earth,
watching it crumble,
crawling back down again.
what is the ordeal?
we know the freedom,
Are we combusting chemical?

#nyee

Feb 8

Solaces

The Young Wizard, The cracking of twigs part 5

Alston woke in the middle of the night to a strange hum like sound.  As he sat up, he saw the young wizard already standing upright with staff in hand. Both of them begin to whisper only.

" Alston, there is something hunting us.  Keep the boys covered in the blanket. Get your sword and bring it here to me quietly." Alston took two steps toward his sword when he heard the cracking of twigs and something drawing near.  He was maybe four more steps away from his sword. He began his silent march yet again toward his sword. One step, two steps, three steps, and four.  Alston then picked up the sheathed sword and then made his way back to the young wizard. Again, the cracking of twigs grew louder and signified that something was near and closer than before. Alston and the young wizard both walked slowly and quietly toward each other. As they finally met up another cracking of a twig reveled that whatever was hunting them was only about 30 to 40 ft away now. Again, in whispered conversation Alston and the young wizard formulated a plan.

" Unsheathe the sword Alston. Hold it right there. What are you doing? I am no swordsman. All I can do is swing widely. That may be all we need my friend. Keep the sword still." The young wizard then touched his staff to the blade and whispered an invocation upon it.  " Ignitis Frostias Armos " The blade of the sword begin to glow crimson and deep blue, white.  " The sword is empowered Alston. Even with wild swings you are a formidable force.  I am going to move toward the hunter. I must see what it is to gauge what we do next. Stay right here" Alstom felt a surge of new courage course through is very soul as he held the empowered blade. But not without fear. The young wizard walked into the curtains of night to see what the hunter in the shadows is.

Feb 6

solEmn oaSis

" a coughy face "

oh Y my chest now like a pallette
Subdivided by a sighted brunette
🎨
Dot in The Heart Missing A Piece
it felt like what just happen babe
😥
in our both ego over emo
Vs The Gifts of Our Sacrifice.
for the sake of give and take.
Once therein that Eskimo
surpass A changed Atmosphere...
grasping each gasping interfere...

Forget the pride of letter
" i On Your win "

embrace the Glad header
" if no u in team "

there is no glory in living
.... so what's forever for .
and we , US... must add song
just to space some more
Love ,, comfort,, Faith and Glamour.

lesson of hype
in a coffee phase
that grounds like
for a cup in place
unlike to up above
in the poem's title
that meant to Behave
and to simply acquire
....
a copy paste with brave
as if tender Loving care
of a Happier married couple
never to mend those double
trademark of their Entendre

it is the queen whom always been the best defender of her King !
Against all odds even more than willing to sacrifice her significant just to accomplish the art of dying in order to give a triumphs in their entire palace called empire !
a true loyal lady warrior
without a coughy face
of a Royal Blood no matter what openings might she encounter until the middle game comes to a different blinder offered by her Allies captured by their die hard opposition

Your's Truly ,
King's Gambit 👑
here🙇‍♂️
Your Highness🤴

Dedicated to the 25th
day Of February 2025
AniberSaya ng anibersaryo.
#AdvanceMonthSarry
Amvil Santiago 💞
💕 Boyet Santiago
Have many more
T L C senyo Mare
namin at Repa Kuh

#Segway malapit sa Subway >>><<<
apat lamang sa umpisa ang Obispo sa larong Chess ...
tigalawa ang bawat panig

Hindi tulad sa 1986 EDSA PP
ay Hindi itim at puti
ang magkatunggali

kundi Haring Pula
kontra sa Reyna Dilaw
ang Sa upuan ng markadong
Bughaw ang magkaagaw !
At nang lumaon nang madali
sino ang tinuro sa bandang huli
ng ating sari-sariling hinTuTuro
Tila mga piyesa ng chess game
sundalo at kapwa matataas na
Ranggo..
Napaglaruan lamang ng mga oligarko..
At ang Liwasang EDSA ang naging lunsaran na tila isang ChessBoard.

PWEDE NANG IKAHON ANG MGA TAUHAN
BILANGIN KUNG MAY KULANG,
MAY BANGIN KAPAG MAY LALIM ANG MUWANG
LILIKHA ITO NG USOK,
MARAHAS MAN O MATAMLAY...
MAGING LIHIM MAN
SA LILIM NG SAKIM
NA NAGKIMKIM
NG SILIM SA DILIM
AY BANAAG
ANG LIWANAG
NG ALIWALAS SA
SA BAWAT AGWAT NG
PABALAT AT PAHINA
SA AKLAT AY ALAMAT
ANG PAMAGAT

" larawan ng isang ubo "

mula sa mala-metro
sa pagrerehistro ,
unawa ang ginhawa .
Luluwag ang pagsikip .
simangot na labi ay ngingiti !

(a coughy face)
author's Cut
Published ₱¥€
February 06,
2025 © solEmn oaSis
1200H Lunch
Time Done
Philippines
Glad we're
💕here💞

TANDAAN LAHAT NG NAHUHULOG AY LAGING PUMAPAIMBABA
DAHIL ANOMANG LAKAS O HINA NG APOY ,
LILIKHA ITO NG USOK, MARAHAS MAN O MATAMLAY..
SASABAY SA HANGIN ,,TANGAY LAGI PAITAAS
HANGGANG ANG LAHO AY HUMALO SA IHIP AT SIMOY NG USOK NA MINSANG TINANGKANG MAPANATILI SA KUBOL NA LIBLIB SUBALIT KUMAWALA LAMANG SA PAGKUBLI !

#part2 #sibuyas #related #presentation #love #live #life