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 Feb 2018 Prophecy
Lior Gavra
The moment you forget.
Mind wanders with regret.
Eyes blurred, lose focus.
“What’s my current purpose?”

Is spontaneous enough?
Chasing a dream, tough.
As a child we rushed,
what was all the fuss?

The lost moment finds.
The lost moment unwinds.
The lost moment reminds.
Messes with our minds.

In that moment there is clarity.
We connect with our reality.
Understand humanity.
Endless possibilities.
Test our comfortability.

A chance to breathe.
Rebirth and see.
Are we where
we want to be?

Take that lost moment,
to reset your focus.
To find yourself and
your new found purpose.
Glimpse of water pour from the sky
Slippery soapy waters flow my heart
Lazuli lights transpire your name in my heart
As **** it turns to a plant

You're my only love
Heaven I wish bond us by
Stars I wish shine at the day
Moon should eclipse the sun as we love

So our heart shy in the void of day
As I stripe you upon watered clay
Molding your heart with my name
As you wrapped me with your twin breast

I promise the world to adore you
Like pyramid of Giza
Unending fame our love possess
In ion of time I light up love waves

So our bone waxes for immortality
For our love is obsess with eternity
Bringing infinitesimal sparks of love reality
You're my only love beyond mere mentality

Written by
Martin Ijir
 Dec 2017 Prophecy
Brent Kincaid
I want to paint a picture with words
So you can see what I see.
Let you see all of the art work
That hides here inside me.
The darks and the lights that glisten
I want to share colors and shapes
And the music, so you can listen.
They make up my internal landscape.

My canvas is time, sight and sound
And the aromas of my world.
I want you to see the way the smoke
And all the clouds get curled.
The hills and the valleys have views
That make you want to be there.
The trees and the flowers delight;
All inside my memories somewhere.

The stories would keep you transfixed,
And the people, creatures of fascination
Would make you laugh or maybe cry
If you could only see my imagination.
I am using rhyme and meter to depict
As the artist in me articulates dismay
That these simple words must transmit
As I can only tell you about it this way.
Never sleeping,

Always praying to the stars in the sky,
Hello princess, how are you, my love?
How are you in Heaven?

Reaching for you in my dreams,
Never able to hold you,
Always waking to tears alone,

How can I find a way to move on?
My expectations are too high.
I can never find another you, my beautiful love.

I miss you.

All I want to hear,
is the soothing sound of your heart beating,
next to me under warm blankets in a loving bed,

And to listen to your voice,
saying, I've fallen in love with you,
please, stay with me forever, my love.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Moonlight Drawn by Clouds - I Miss You
https://youtu.be/6wwhP8AsyaE
Sunbeams shining through the mist,
Cotton clouds floating through an ocean blue sky,

Dreams turning into fantasies light up my day,

Another day of memories rain down on me,
From love, a half a world away,

Writing unfinished songs, I sing to a beautiful ghost,
Whose Soul is beyond my reach,
Love that can never be,

What words can I write,
To heal a broken heart,
To take away the regrets and heartache?

As night falls on an unfinished day,
Sunbeams vanish,
Songs yet to be written,

Fantasies turn into dreams.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
ENGLISH] Writing Our Stories  SG Wannabe (Chicago Typewriter OST) by Marianne Topacio
https://youtu.be/a_ikKCqOve0
Eleven thousand kilometers apart,
A thousand years separating their Souls,
Lovers are waiting to hold each other in their arms,

Looking at dusk waiting for dawn,
As loneliness traps their hearts,
Remembering cold, snowy winters,

Holding each other tight, two Souls with one heart,
Dreaming of cherry blossoms,
Falling asleep in the springtime,

Can never forget to love.
Their hearts open to capture dreams,
From across a vast ocean of loneliness.

Dreams that leave them at the first light each day,
That leaves them,
With only emptiness and pain.

Living in this earthly place,
Unable to fly into each other's arms,
Two Souls are missing their lovers from across an ocean of time.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
SoundCloud Poetry Recital
https://soundcloud.com/ron-chapman-3/across-an-ocean
My dear love,
Don't' cry,
Everything I gave you, can never be taken away.

Hush now,
Be happy,
Our Souls touched,

An impossibility that only fate would know,
That two hearts needed to meet and lift each other up,
After falling so far.

The things I gave you will remain with you forever,
They will never be retaken,
My love will be with you forever.

I only wish I could give you more of my heart,
To carry with you after I'm gone,
Stay strong my princess.

And when we're apart,
I will hold tight,
The treasure of our last kiss goodbye.


Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Lovers - it's not goodbye
https://youtu.be/0W3oah1NXqU
 Jul 2017 Prophecy
Brent Kincaid
Never forget
The lines in my face
Are no disgrace
They speak of a place
You haven’t been yet.

And remember too
The gray in my hair
Is a tale of somewhere;
Tales I can share
That might help guide you.

The frequent bend
In each of my knees
Is on someone who sees
The future as eminent
And the past as a friend.

And my sight now is new;
It’s harder for me
To correctly see
What I read in books
But not what people do.

I’ve heard the sounds of time
The joys and the tears
For so oh many years;
I can tell the difference
Between blessings and crimes.
I believe you live in my past,
You and me floating on a rippling lake,
A warm summer breeze caressing our bare feet,
Surrounded by a mirror reflecting stars.

A long way, from today,
A long time, dreaming,
A long time, waiting,
To touch love once again.

Looking up each night at the heavens,
Struggling to see your spirit,
Looking for a bridge across time and space to your heart,

Seeing fiery stars,
Flying through space and time,
Messengers carrying memories,

Wondering if they are sending prayers to me,
From a thousand years past,

Never giving up hope,
Looking for your Soul,
In this time and place.

Seeing a ghost behind every cloud,

I raise my hands to the stars each night,
Praying my final destination is kneeling,
Before your Soul,

Floating on a silver lake,
Hearing the laughter,
From our children playing in the sunshine.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Lake Poem Recital
https://youtu.be/ZsLQK6o5LIk
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