POETIC OCEANS 2

Exhausted,after surgery, half dead  unthinking sleepy  fuzzy mind,  surrendering to other hands, eyes   and knives, busy on my clayey   lodgings, removing what lay  inside, a life, to give lives unseen  unknown,  obeying the Divine  Creator, creating motherhood- My eyes only saw eyes, reflecting sympathy concern, care, Chosen by The Supreme to help me  live, a little more, someone needs  my share of love, a little more,  a duty  for me is still to be done, and I have  to be  with one who stands beside- a smile, a gloved hand, a voice soft,  a heart learning for years, how to cure,  now ready for sure, more friends than  real friends ashore- Why I keep forgetting the face? I see the vision, the presence, the grace; Mother, its you I see, I feel in her, she  touched,  cleaned, cut and stitched,  came again and again and again, when I was stiff and sensel...

Darkness cut  second by second time ticks away ignorance each day dawns with light spread making birds flutter fly and dance light rises in majestic style shining for all in Holy silence no grumble roar or distortion elegance royal crown golden in this peace so peaceful morn why then the day is torn with strife n struggle hate born with peace that rises so strong? wither peace that rises so bright? after the dark and criminal night- everyday we have the golden light tis mans loss -lost is the fight- Stay O Golden Light Keep the Peace so pure and bright-remove the hate the darkness tight- Stay O Light Only You can help us win the fight... Peace is right peace can come...

By the blue, curling in rolling in and rolling back Like tiny serpents creeping up  with stings poised Pulled back to unseen depths Golden myriads glistened  as in sunlight life lay Bathing basking relaxing- There is enough time ! Delicately exposed yearning for the tan Tender petal like still,  unaware lying Ready bait for the brutal mind It is My Time ! And from the  shade , came not the coolness But hot fire,blistering bodies in the sand Not shielding from the sun- Life so stilled  as  Hot bullets rained sprayed from the gun Then,  there was no time’  Then  there was no time’.

What bravery whither courage  what  defiance  Trojan like,  nor wisdom of Odysseus,  to bear  a n ordeal, an odyssey,  to attain pardon- Asleep are we on the fires unlit,  fires w hich we should kindle;  True faith made seven sleepers sleep For years for a purpose, ours is now A   purposeless sleep, existence sunk- Asleep we are as Lagan’ buried,   in oblivion drunk, cold to The Call warm to the Dark Chieftain,  singing  swinging in fatal pleasure,  fiery and  crimson,  unaware of the deadly apian; Awakened  we are or in Lethe dipped  will our souls  repair, our spirit slipped our bodies clipped, be the pure sound  or be forever like Promethean bound? Awakened are we to desires forbidden….