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 Aug 2015 Raphael Uzor
Claudee
Stargazing with you, I wonder
Which stars do I look at?
Those up in the night sky
Or the ones deep in your eyes?
Titled after the guitar chord of the song Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.
 Aug 2015 Raphael Uzor
Claudee
cold pavements heard
my heart's song when
you waved a hand and made
music out of the raindrops

the green umbrella you held was
witness to the smile i can't help
when you laid out an arm and
pulled this fool closer

and alas, in that moment you
looked, i learned why the clouds
have been crying. they were robbed of
their stars and put in your eyes

but rains stop and songs end
and the umbrella you left,
i wish i could leave on a bus seat

green umbrella, he won't be back
the rain has gone, let me drop you
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Someone never came, but something did happen.
I got tired of waiting, so I started to move.
I couldn't.
There were chains all over my body.
I started screaming at the top of my lungs, but no one heard.
I felt hopeless, and desperate.
I was angry and afraid.
Amidst all of these, I heard a whisper. The voice spoke louder,

Let go, child, just let go.

I was too confused and afraid.
The biding of the chains was too tight.
I realized that most of weight of the chains was in my hands.
I was the one holding the chains that trapped me.
I let go of the chains that bound my body.
Slowly, I freed myself from everything that stopped me from being happy.

Be free now, child. Do your best and never give up. Let go and let me handle everything. It said.
Joy and triumph filled my heart.
I was free.
I was alive. And all I had to do was let go.
Not a poem

I put up a post entitled
"my poetry is dying"
I deleted it

I think some of you
thought I am going to leave

Not at all!
I simply don't have as much
time to dedicate to the site
due to caring
for my very elderly parents

I wish you all to know that
I will be on Hello Poetry
God willing
for as long as I can
hold a pen!

I was just discouraged by
all the distraction comimg at me
which was preventing me from
getting on site and reading
to support my fellow poets

God bless you all!
I will read when I can!


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
~~~<¤>~~~

the river is wide, child
the river runs deep
don't you fret, no
don't you weep

the river is wide, child
the river is wide
but your promise 's
on the other side

~~~

don't be afraid
the current 's slow
and you can meander
with the flow

take your time
there is no rush
hear the water
hear the hush

~ chorus ~

see the world, child
from your boat
watch the others
as they float

see the redness
of the waves
dip your hand
the water saves

~ chorus ~

smell the richness
in your craft
be it a yacht
or be it a raft

the water is sweet, yes
the water is free
it stretches far
as you can see

~~~

the river is wide, child
the river runs deep
pray the Lord
your soul to keep

the river is wide, child
the river is wide
but everyone goes
to the other side


soulsurvivor
(C) 7/13/2015
spiritual lullaby

dedicated to Pradip

~~~<¤>~~~
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