Poems (34,330)

The Grandfather clock struck midnight
In the distance, acknowledged, in my awareness
The rest of the street remained quiet,
Except for the sounds of the leaves
As they crunched beneath my feet

A gleam of moonlight shone through the window
Within the gap between the purple curtains
The climbing roses descended along the back
Of the settee, dust brushed beneath my fingertip
As I swirled my name on the mahogany surface
Of the sideboard

In that one moment, memories are captured
Tears fell, like raindrops, stirring the sadness
In my soul, long forgotten times of old
That had filled my psyche with stories of gold

The finess of fear had danced with the scent of
Death as it participated in a parody of a spoiled Life
Style was not its finer moments when the envy arose
From the depths of darkness, toying with the devils' mits
Clasped in chains, my body had driven away all inklings
Of Depression, of doubt, already, too early on in life

Now there wasn't much time left to think about it
All in its entirety of darkness did parry itself with fright
But it only showed indefinitely...
When I decided to turn on the light

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms***
[ V ]
*** Trails ***



“Three snails
Search lore, -
With each
Small slip
- In depth,
Count stones,
Roots, leaves, -
Smooth, steep,
Bright trails…

*** Root ***

None seem
To ask
Where paths
Will meet,
Nor task
To gleam
On straths
In heat,
At dusk; -

*** Root ***

None seem
To tell
What right
Or wrong,
- In sight,
Their song, -
But for
How long
Will last?.. -

*** Root ***

Take heed
Of all
That is
A home; -
What do
They need?
Stay low,
- Then hear
Their call; -”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

I Am
Because
I=AM
Dwells
Within

There is a heaviness that falls upon the soul
Demanding a precise and exacting toll
Measured in endless nothingness day and night
Obscuring the distant horizon of glimmering light

What is this innervated feeling of hopelessness
Banishing the mind in degrees of dispossess
Emotions fading and falling to the barren ground
Sunken depression pushes deep and profound

Time moves slowly in a grand progression
Devoid of voice affecting definitive expression
Anticipating soaring on whirlwinds of change
Replacing the darkness in a swift light exchange

Feelings evaporate into undusted thought
Oppression laden in full anxious fraught
Lift up the lucid burden of minds unchained
Live a life in union with peace unrestrained

Glance back on memories in cloyed reflection
A mission of freedom in adjunct projection
The misty sunrise of breaking new days
Washes over heaviness like simple nosegays

Visions reflect a new dawning to apprise
Carrying thoughts to accelerated highs
Contemplate the emotion of passionate elation
And emerge like a butterfly a most unique creation

© Jade Anjoun

When we fell asleep last night
Did we wake into a world of fright?
Falling down a rabbit hole
Our lives literally stole

What phenomena occurred whilst we dreamt?
Were the evil red serpents sent?
To conjure up the lot of us
In stages that are just treasonous

Our voices cannot be heard
The lines of insanity are now blurred
Why has the seven heavens fallen
And our hearts and souls called in

Silence gives permission to the not so pure of heart
Sharing the truth to rise above must have a start
When we stop fighting for a life that is free
We accept the heavy hands on the control key

For what give rights to some and not others
Forbidding reaching out and touching our brothers
Rulers come and go not without a battle
Rise up and put an end to the psycho babble

Look deep into the eyes of peace and tranquility
Know this is the true state of all of humanity
Contemplate the truth absent of the unfitted
Never following doctrines made up by the wicked

Plunging deeper into a life of pandemonium control
Becoming lowly victims in a chasm that takes its toll
Breaking free should consume our every thought
Because freedom’s fight must always be fought

“I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind”

~Antoine de Saint-Exupery~
French writer, poet, and pioneering aviator

© Jade Anjoun

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms ***
[ IV ]
*** Glisten ***



“If one
Has ears
To hear
Its heart,
- In peace,
Finds rest,
For there
A nest
To tears…

*** Root ***

There are
No fears,
For those
Who know
To feel;
Walk slow,
Stay still, -
To shield
From spears; -

*** Root ***

Right yield
Is when
Each poor
Gets rich,
While kings
In all
Their might,
Fall small,
Kneel, healed; -

*** Root ***

What shines
A pearl, - ?! -
Each dew
Of earth,
More bright, -
For sky
Brings light,
- When sun
At sight!..”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

Sudden pain ripped across
My waxen skin as brambled limbs
Tore open wounds the beast left

I stood in suspended animation
Watching the blood ooze down
Seeping slowly onto the ground

As the sky turned a bleak color grey
There was no emotion in the fray
Only an anguished still quiet
 
No air to breathe
No light to discern
Silently encompassing like a vacuum

Leaving open throbbing wounds
Tormented and deep
Amongst a swollen secret hush

I fell down praying for a healing
From all the scars that penetrate
Our minds, hearts and souls

© Jade Anjoun

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms ***
[ III ]
*** Shades ***



“In blades
Of grass,
Sun fades, -
With ticks,
A heart,
Now waits
Thin leaves
To fall
And part…

*** Root ***

Those eyes
Have seen
New paths
To walk,

With ways
To talk,
Like one
Who lives,
Then, dies… -

*** Root ***

For now,
Just dust…
It tells
How trees
Have learnt
In wind,
To bow,
Once birds
Have swarmed; -

*** Root ***

Deep roots
Seek lore, -
Cold springs
Then bless
This earth, -
Not more
Than less,
- Like strings
Weave core…”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms ***
[ II ]
*** Glimpse ***



“Each strain
Of thought
Thou rise
In heart, -
For those
Who fought
In wars
Of mind,
They train -

*** Root ***

As when
One feels
How world
Is blind,

Each spark
Of light
Shows dark
To find
Its wheels, -

*** Root ***

What heals
Best wounds,
When crowds
Seek death? -
Who steals
Their joy,
Those dreams?
In cries,
Dim sounds…

*** Root ***

It seems
In change
Time, speaks, -
Thou world
Get strange,
With tides
In peaks; -
- Light - takes
No sides…”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

Hello my fellow critters.
I will give you a lot of jitters.
My name is boom boom.
My bark is a signal of doom.

Can you hear the sounds of my bark.
It's a little bit dark.
Please open the light.
So it will be all bright.

Let's play a simple game.
Let's see who has the best aim.
Throw me my delicious treat.
Time for me to take a sit.

The spoiled dog is winning.
Please stop from crying.
There's always a next time.
But, the treats will always be mine.