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Glenn Currier Sep 2020
I hear the piano playing softly
pulling me from these rutted plains
into a moist green meadow
a vision of a flowing brook down the hill
makes me believe the words of the Prophet:
“Your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions.”
yes, I am old, but I see and feel the rising gentle treble notes
lighten my leaded limbs
awaken my spirit
and ****** me into the realms.
It is the touch and glide of the pianist’s fingers
across the ivory skin of the keys
that transports me
in the waning hours of this day.
How sweet it is!
I started out this day in the dark valley, but this is the way I end it. Joy!
Norman Crane Sep 2020
A spiralling ascent
Along the world's edge
Sweatdrops fall
To a below without sunlight
Boot dust
Llamas labour under supply packs
Hoof beat lantern dance
Shadows cast on the cliff face
Distorted we loom
Above the mute fog of humanity
Summitous
Awash in the final dawn
The old Inca smiling sprouts his knife
Ancient tapestral landscape
Exhales into us
Curvously infolding
The old Inca holds out his hands
The knife cuts horizontally
Reality opens like a book upon a tabletop
There, he says,
Pointing to the infinite space between where the sky in the past met the land
Timespace lies like a discarded washcloth
And we see dimly through the mists—
There, he says,
Pizarro could not follow us,
And we see dimly through the mists—
The neon lights of
Neoqusqo
Slime-God Sep 2020
A quaint beginning,
marked by visions of grandeur.
What torment is this?
the past rolls in as waves crash
along this dusk faded beach
as far as these eyes can see
into the vastness
images
though pale and fragmented
come back in glimpses

i have gazed upon these waves before
under a ****** sky
and i will rest here again
to collect my precious visions
when the Sun cries tears
that scorch the moon
and boil the oceans
what a few hours on the beach can conjure
Esther Aug 2020
i have touched you for the last time
with hope, i flew up to your arms
but you pushed me away for the first time
reminding me that you were never mine to lose

i have kissed you for the last time
remember that day
when you said you'd leave after this song
oh i hope the song never ends

i have loved you for the last time
with a heavy heart
i wrote this poem for you
with 3 words I will never say...
for ali.
and the voices come at night
from the sink
from the half light
of a half dream
from the phone unanswered
chapstick
echoes from another space
perhaps another time
to show us glimpses
clues
visions of apocalypse
do we wish to play
and what are we willing to sacrifice
roaches in a jar
this is your wake-up call
some phrases from 'The Mothman Prophecies' and Mr. Cold
Zhavaed Haemaed Apr 2020
I escape !
The eyes close,
My brain, a barn on fire
Burning; numb the sore
Sweat, tracing it's track
Swoop, the drool flows
Heaviness in the head,
Flash, ran the fly across
Light sways tumultuous,
Drumroll; a fleeting close
Lucid acid dreams,
Sweet almonds,
Thought of you.

And suddenly nothing.
Visions of a sleepy head.
scrawny Apr 2020
Lying in bed
with an aching head  
saw a glimpsed of moonlight
sipping through the curtains of white

my curious little head
got out of bed
draw the curtains
my sight is uncertain

because of what I'm witnessing
hundreds of firefly light
buzzing through the endless night.
George Krokos Mar 2020
We harvest the wind wherever it blows strong
and for all our efforts they end up in a song.
Together with the ocean's ebb and flow we make
a better world from the old without one to break.
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There is no more pollution in the air we breathe
the smogs of industrial waste no longer seethe.
Solar power is realised to be a non renewable resource
used only for the good of the world its original force.

All the rivers of the world that flow down from up high
have only water clean and fresh to drink of with a sigh.
And as they flow downwards with gravity's participation
are being utilised a lot more in hydroelectric generation.

The oil and coal once dug up from the bowels of the earth
are now things of the past no longer used to fuel a hearth.
Being too cumbersome and costly and very unsustainable
for the aspirations of those whose ideas are now attainable.

Peace and harmony with nature almost do reign supreme
there's hardly any natural disaster now that's unforeseen.
All the seasons of the year have realigned back in place
with rising temperatures and ocean levels curbed by grace.

Hydrogen fuelled vehicles of transport are commonplace
those polluting dinosaurs of machinery have lost the race.
Organic farming and produce is everywhere cultivated
into sustainable practices by education all are elevated.

Artificial intelligence and its technology does most of the work
there's hardly anything it hasn't been put to use for or can shirk.
Communication and surveillance systems are now at the stage
of knowing anything that goes on in the world or causes rage.

The weapons of mass destruction have all been disarmed
and their material used for construction and areas farmed.
Recycling of waste products is common in all the lands
nothing is ever just thrown away by any human hands.

Some interplanetary travel has been finally accomplished
the hope of finding life on other worlds thereby established.
New electromagnetic anti-gravitational power for propulsion
is now being used instead of the old nuclear fuel compulsion.

We all respect and help each other when we're in need
the watchwords are generosity and works of good deed.
Everyone is looked after by a universal health system
that's been built and provided which won't forsake them.

Capitalism and communism have both been discarded
humanitarianism is the new ideology highly regarded;
where each individual makes a positive contribution
and are rewarded well with their ongoing resolution.

Ignorance, the only real impediment to life, no longer rules
everyone's made aware of the value of knowledge in schools.
The Truth of existence as wisdom is replacing all falsehood
people everywhere are acknowledging their innate Godhood.

The religions of the world have all been unified into One
there are really no differences anymore to confuse some.
People of the world believe or worship in Love and Truth
that is Eternal, Infinite and Omnipresent since their youth.
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Something positive to read and meditate on rather than all the gloom we're facing in the world these days. Written in June, 2019.
Tiana Mar 2020
More than thoughts,
These are my dreams
To explore the unknown
and rule my kingdom alone
As a powerful Queen;
Excerpt from poem 'Visions' you can find in my profile
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