"pfl" poems
Defying the consensus of complacency,
And the enantiomorphic political practicality,
Candidates embrace their vacillating indexicality.
Spouting thrift store self reliance sapientiality,
Telling lores of cultural compatibility.
Hope filled promises of economic suitability,
Aligned with institutional feasibility.
Packaged in over-inclusive catchall empty signifiers
Strewn across all media screens, communal utilitarian plan flyers.
Requesting no need for responsiveness,
For a vote no longer dictates precedence,
In the age of social media endemic presence relevance.
PFL
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 3:40 AM UTC
A voter’s pair of eyes
Must see through the lulling guise of:
Envy, desire, uncontrolled lust.
Greed does not bluff,
Ego’s fueled flames
Burn everyone's trust.
Censored is shame,
Constant the need for more stuff!
Ruining relations, while nations go bust.
Confronted, greed has nothing to say,
Actions from the master of so many slaves
PFL
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
I am not rooted like a tree,
Yet, I too, cast shadows all around me.,
Sunbeams waltz through my shade.
Within its chill I start to fade into ponder,
Filled with a curious lust to wander.
Not in thoughts which pressed pulp is written upon,
Or with cuisines made from oiled salads and hearts of Palm.
The sun’s ****** pushes me to uproot and go as I please,
Each day’s truth, to follow this warmth and majesty.
Royal colored panoplies illuminate,
The sky’s wide open path on which it roams.
Crossing borders at dawn,
Bringing to the world enlightenment’s pageantry.
While most sleep thru the moon’s hidden release,
Wind convinces the sea to rise,
Only to fall from the sky’s grip arbitrarily,
Quenching primal thirst to travel beyond one’s shores.
Gone from its known onto somewhere, change never ending.
Anxiously, I stare, aware of the horizon’s beyond allure,
My prayer, for the same journeys to stop it’s pending.
To be caressed and uplifted from the comforts of me,
Then scattered liberally back into the newness of myself.
PFL
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 4:26 PM UTC
Intentions,
Are the root of any matter.
Action,
The tree that grows from Intentions.
Words,
Are the branches that support our Intentions and Actions
Purpose,
The leaves and blossoms
That shelter and nourish our Intentions, Actions and Words.
PFL
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 3:19 PM UTC
enter into the Infinite challenges of sorrows and Joys
this divine chaos: Life,
why would we desire more than this?
Transcending truth becomes Consciousness,
Creates Grace forming a Soul’s
Organic Divinity identity.
All Beings are the God presence of Life.
this Universe,so vastly undefined and impersonal,
yet so intimately known to our Divinity’s
Intentions, assigned within every detail
making every Action matter.
Exiting in and throughout the beyond.
PFL
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 5:13 AM UTC
In the valley of no ambition to possess,
Gather a conference of noblesse.
Couples there to embrace their once in a life permanence,
Atop the reflective mirror,
Thousands of creatures, jealous, are deprived the chance,
In this waterless land hides Venus’s lake.
On one leg and bended neck eminence,
Flamingo courtship:an elegant finesse.
Ballerinas dancing coupled pirouettes,
Partnered together beyond death,
Angels clad in mango pinkness, the epitome of grace.
PFL
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 3:53 AM UTC
At once, a heart declares to be,
Both full and void of love
Within the all of a sudden,
Part of humanities’ whole is obliterated.
Fallen prey to the perpetual sadness,
Problem solving, via mindless violence,
Lamentation ensues.
Free to act or not are we.
What words to all the children will we say,
It’s happened again, on yet another day,
Heaven’s angels turned their eyes away.
PFL
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 6:14 PM UTC
Someplace between
sky and ground
Clouds rage.
Betwixt moments
Notions and thought,
We too, rampage.
Both unaware from whence either came.
Somewhere from nowhere
They appeared and dissipate,
These cloud’s assuage.
Somehow is to knowhow,
Fits of pique palliate.
Two storms passing, unashamed,
Somewhat into an afterthought.
PFL
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 3:23 PM UTC
Do what you say,
Say what you mean.
Ambiguity our soul’s divinity,
Attends to the in betweens.
Looking as to see,
Where each day’s sincerity,
Accumulates within you.
Everything exist in nothing,
No thought is complete.
To find what you seek,
Lose the notion to search.
Nothing we do,
Can out-way acts of compassion.
Empathy, is to be one of humanity,
If we are to be one,
We need to cease
Speaking of two.
PFL
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 1:47 AM UTC
Comfortable our pillows,
Softened by the wear of lingering memories
Their fabric faintly entangled with our combined scent.
Woven are we into each other, this our linen.
Today begins to beyond the remainder of time,
We share hours of happiness and moments of discord
Laughs balanced by sorrows, love’s tousled story
Betwixt these sheets
Captivating it's clutch, as we grasp the whole of our complete
Remembering our promises again, each and every morning
Together within them, we awake.
PFL
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 9:29 AM UTC
Within mixed company one might apprehend
Renouncing of truths which encumbers the world
Symptomatic social submission dyspepsia trend
Peripheral Cocktail conversations’ knurl
With premeditated segments pre-portioned for digestive ease.
Rambling thoughts, forego the shadows from which they unfurled
Blend they do into the abstract of popular sedition.
Modern life’s pace set to the speed of delusions,
Which shatters the barriers, setting free dangerous silent admissions.
From their recesses, where quiet hatred echoes hidden in hushed undertones,
Fed by the collective self interests’ of defensive conclusions,
The camouflage of fallacies, woven into faces we see..
PFL
Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 1:45 AM UTC
In the likeness of dew
One can see
A nightly gathered convex galaxy
Gazillions of translucent pearls from her majesty
Infinite food for more than just whorls
Radiance expressed from a single source.
Mother ocean, giving us, her gifts, of course.
Touched, life unfurls
Who are we to think we can improve the design of this world.
PFL
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 3:25 PM UTC
Until I moved away from the silent rebellion,
From the belief in the disbelief you’re selling.
Past the perception of I and you
Outside this moment’s, beyond us as two.
PFL
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 6:17 AM UTC
I am allured, by the attractiveness of destiny’s obscurity,
Captivated am I with the immediacy of its acceptance,
Our speech, its voice,
An emanation from the in between,
Destine alchemy words to be melded with breath creating definition.
This generosity defines our relationships,
An Intimacy is always surrounded by transparency,
Listen to what another has to say
Destiny demands a witness.
PFL
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 1:18 AM UTC
Within a Hush
Warm blushes slant across the wall.
Sun’s first light, heavenly touching strokes splay ,
Framing silence into silhouetted moments.
PFL
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 4:48 AM UTC
It is never too late or too soon,
It is when it is supposed to be.
Time a measure of what you cannot get back.
Yesterday’s moments have set,
Divine order rises with each tomorrow,
Deciding the length of a day’s hours is not ours.
Yet, we count all we have,
In cadence scheduled by chimes,
Fear of not having enough.
Before it's too late,
Or its all gone.
Absent one’s hope,
Time is a punishment.
PFL
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 1:28 AM UTC
You are Potentiality
Look longingly and deep at your gifts today
Understanding that you are so blessed
That no financial market gyration can lessen
The amount of abundance present in your life.
What you do not have, you do not need,
And what you need, you are willing to share.
Take into consideration that the only stock
You truly own is the love of yourself.
Which you express and extend freely onto all, asking nothing in return.
Today's greatest loss of potentiality lies, literally, in your hands.
We through the power of choice can used
To either lift someone up or hold them down..
PFL
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
Tears invited by recollection,
Brush a silhouette upon cheeks.
Moment's revisited introspection,
Complexities of the heart do not always speak.
Inner beauty’s overflowing can’t be allayed,
Life’s bittersweet, ever potently displayed.
PFL
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 2:52 AM UTC
We kissed,
Eyes closed, latticed arms’ unfurl,
Approaching was our bus.
Boarded, we three now parted,
Me with her,
She without the two of us.
Separated never astray,
Love’s pull,
Fills the silence when she’s away.
Strong our woven lace.
Shadows cast from above pass along the avenue in our wake,
Reminiscing the memories previously endured
When we three picnicked under the allure
Of ancient lovers’ shaded embrace.
In a garden encased
By braided weeping ficuses
When raindrops fell, not all could we forsake.
Dew searching to quench dryness
Single drops escaped the umbrellaing trees’ clutch.
Our shared meals together,
Seasoned by myths and tears from laughter
Nice to be under the influence of another who too, expresses such,
Impromptu panini, zagara scented beer, people watching, colored by wondrous smells
Palermitano street food; a one of kind cultural meld..
Buon pranzo to all, may yours be the same,
Each day a new life experience to share and claim.
PFL
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
One choice can decide a life,
Choice is a function of awareness.
Sun rises, birds sing
Notes spouted in excited sequence, not always a song,
All other sounds are muted to their syncopated cacophony
I’m still, listening to today’s melody.
Alone, they are all one note short of a chord
Together they make wondrous music.
All the while colors unfurl,
The wind unfolds their fragrance
Cinnamon warming, white Jasmine
Caressed by orange glowing beams.
This wafting perfume emanates
Between the pleated curtain of clouds
Blushing pink, as they echo this day’s secrets
Eager they are, to hide on witnessing eyelashes
PFL
Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
Ask your heart,
What is the purpose of two worlds existing within one?
A mother’s first gaze into her child’s eyes,
The answer becomes.
Love seeing the creation of Love.
This epiphany gives truth to adoration,
Love is never absent in this reflection.
To proclaim peace, God sent a dove.
This messenger’s name, no mystery, Love.
PFL
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 12:30 AM UTC
I wish, I’d learned infinities’ cost.
Controlling the acts stemming from my fear of loss,
Social norms that create false identities,
My self~restraint and I have yet to exchange pleasantries.
~
Frost of my words taint the glass of your heart’s window pane.
While I ignore your deigned mein.
Bent conversation continues to escape my mouth,
Foreshadowing their pending drought.
They just trickle off the tip of my tongue
Racing me to the end of sentences as if such, would keep the night young.
First to complete a thought; my acts so non~vatic.
Sorry does not permit this crime
The right to be committed time after time.
~
Time not to be precariously lost or surrendered unto pragmatics,
Every second wasted lay vulnerable to the peccant of plausibility,
Exhausted you crush them into pieces, justifiably,
Underfoot as you walk away from me…… PFL
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 12:15 PM UTC
Beyond any understanding of readiness,
Past the present, onto the horizon of a next moment to spare.
Within a hidden emptiness,
Somewhere to be, not aware.
Where echoing tensions melt,
Into a calming silence, allowing the Soul to articulate,
The heart listens to love as it translates,
Touching self expressions, it’s where peace in mind dwells.
PFL
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 1:13 AM UTC
Love indeed maybe suspect
For its powers of illogical persuasion
But to what force
So noble and encompassing
Would I prefer to pledge my purpose?
None!
PFL
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC