"birdseye" poems
Will it last? he says.
Is it a masterpiece?
Will generation after generation
Turn with reverence to the page?
Birdseye scholar of the frozen fish,
What would he make of the sole, clean, clear
Leap of the salmon that has disappeared?
To be, yes!—whether they like it or not!
But not to last when leap and water are forgotten,
A plank of standard pinkness in the dish.
They also live
Who swerve and vanish in the river.
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I was in church Sunday morning
The sun was high in its own urning
The praises ran out loud and strong
I definitely was in church where I belong
There was a Guest Minister from another church
He preached on seeking victory and who to call
What the Preacher spoke, “Walk, Stand, Shout, Talk, Look and Dance”
This meant overcoming struggles in chance
Then following the steps will help you advance
It was a distinction at every stance
The Minister was definitely a Teacher, Lecturer and a child of God
I admired his chosen words
The sentences with the words made my heart swirl
A man of God and yes I have heard
Taking victory to the next level
Putting struggle in a shovel
Advance to awake
It’s the power of victory in the take
Turning struggles into an overcoming stake
Yet stand on your feet
You have gained victory and scored zero on defeat
God has always been the rejoicing treat
To walk and been blessed is a welcomed retreat.
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC
A silence of simply gliding
Birdseye view of all below
Total control of all you see
High above the clouds of woe
Patchwork quilt of love and joy
Great expanse in peace of mind
Magic landscape of beauty's all
Only air and breath around to find
Soaring lifes bends and curves
Hovering valley summiting hill
Forgiving contours of the man
Forever moving amazingly still
Out of this world inside my head
High indeed on lifes great wave
Oceans past and many more to see
Sailing strong with my love to pave
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 3:53 PM UTC
I built a tower, locked away my heart
Saw a chance to protect my love
All alone, a birdseye view
Deeply isolated so high above
No one will ever find it here
Want to keep it that way
Though it does get lonely
Some point during the day
Afraid to grant my heart freedom
Live a life of cautious dread
Intentions were for it to be safe
Is my concern harming it instead?
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 10:22 AM UTC
Speed of explosion
slow settling of dust
to be exploded again
Atomic
out
of
this
World
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 7:02 AM UTC
No accompaniment acclimates thine devoid of living, of thinking past the sinning of thine thirteenth deadliest sins.
The road gets narrower, chase lanes get fairer where the willows ponder and sway!!
Eight years gone five to go sais the men in blue, we could be him, he could be you!!!
What a diamond inside the maze....
Familiar and famous you shall be If you like, breathe If you might, the walls are coming in!!!!
Falter, fed like doctors, it takes a nurse inside the gates to get in silk-saltined skin I die to find!!
Rubies strive to shine where the moonlight takes its place!!!
Planet's small, largely designed!!! Tapes played to speed fests of dying minds!!!!
What a blind we've put between the hairs square, where art noones fair, at least not to me no more!!!!
What do we look forwarth to being? Forward to seeing when the train stops at loveless station!!!!where different nations meet at one world belief...
Hatred brings fear, false tears now come near to the statuette's of cut degraded beef. Endoctoronated streets!!!!
Openly honest to Birdseye view, cameras old and new snap shots from whence you'd remember...will I be free .Thirteen days? Or let out in mid December!!!!!!/
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC
In the airplane up in the sky
I stare at the ground from my window
The people look like ants
Rushing everywhere like ants
Buildings look like platforms from my birdseye view
My birdseye view from my window
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC