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Silent but glossy drops of rain that fall
into the psyche of my mind
Transform into the forbidden depths, bringing splashes of clarity
Revelling in the wake of a sudden variation of questions that are
Raised with brows that seem incredulous at the simple answer
That is given, a simple balance or fluctuance that rides between
The two sought after answers of the battle I'm riding through....


Pieces of a chess board scatters my energies, having to recenter myself daily to work out what I want, to compromise what everyone wants from me, as a angel on my shoulder, and an devil on the other shoulder persuading me into a temptation that should never happen yet it does, always the incessant wish for change and yet it doesn't happen....

I'm the catalyst to the change...

...introspection spikes as i put my words into motion, sadness renders from all directions as the battle is won but the war isn't over yet, still gotta live through tomorrow where it begins all over again, frustrations rise higher than anticipated, people want more from me for what I'm prepared to give, my mind just can't take it anymore...

Is option out of life the easy way out? No, its not. Nor is giving up. Only one way to go which is onwards and upwards, forwards with might, for that way, only things in my life will change. And maybe, just maybe, some joy will come of it...

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XX ]
*** Grains of wheat ***



“A
Grain
Of wheat
In my hand,
- One
World
At rest,
In each shore
Of my thoughts; –

*** Root ***

Each
Grain
Of wheat
On this land
- Has
Known
The soft word,
Where mild winds
Blown to the mill; –

*** Root ***

Up
There,
To the hill,
- While these stones
Break
Still;
My mind
Seems to count
Grains of wheat – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

1. Captain Lock had ended-up on a battleship that was abandoned
somewhere far out at sea,
I went below several decks, I had found all these stacks
of diaries that had never made it to the publishers desk.
There were 2,600 diaries on this battleship.
Everywhere I had went on this battleship it was empty
of all humanity except for me.
I had took a walk into the deep forest mountain
I remember going through this huge patch of fog
I couldn't see through it, I don't know what happened next,
24-hours later I had woke-up on the USS-Missouri Battleship
of 1945.

2. Then I decided to go to the top deck I had looked around
on a lot of the equipment and I had found a year,
this battleship read: USS Missouri Battleship 1945.
The whole battleship had looked like it was brand new,
like it had never been used
but yet I had felt a ghostly presence on this battleship.

3. There was something very strange about this battleship
I kept hearing a humming noise,
not that of a humming bird,
it was a very different kind of humming noise.
So I had decided to follow this humming noise
I had went down 2-decks and the closer I had got
the louder the humming noise had become.

4. I had found the room where all this humming noise
was coming from when I had opened the door,
I kid you not it was an alien portal to another time.
As I got closer to this portal,
a voice had came out of this portal,
it spoke to me it said,
"because you're on this USS Missouri Battleship
it won't go anywhere until you give-it
a direct command in what year where you want to go."
So I chose Vernonia Lake Oregon
the year 2000 To park this huge Battleship,
in that water to float it's bottom.

5. That's where me and that USS-Missouri
battleship had ended-up, she looked like a brand new
battleship that had never been used at all.
I had time to find out just what this Alien Portal had done.
This portal had went back in time it had cloned.
a lot of battleships from earth's past.

6. Lots of people had come to visit
they had wondered how did a big battleship
end-up at Vernonia Lake Oregon year 2000?
I had found the ships P.A. System I had spoke to
all visiting parents with very young children
and parents with their teenagers.

7. I said, "I'm the captain of this USS-Missouri Battleship,
and please teach your children they to
can be the captain of their battleship."
"Tell them before leaving home after growing-up
keep a diary with you everywhere you go."
"Write down the good, the bad and the ugly
that's said and done around you,
and if it's directly directed at you."
"Mom and Dad tell them it's a very bad, ugly
eerie world outside of Mom and dad's home door."
"Can someone in this huge crowd of people
help me please get these 2,600 diaries published?"

The Web Address Below Preview:
"The School For Good and Evil."


1. Two Things: It has all almost all nations of women,
and there's no-racism in the entire movie.

Here lies a broken man
Heart shattered and torn
Broken from the woman he loved
She was his rose, she, his thorn
He fell so deep that
The oceans depth couldn't measure his love
She treated him like an option
He thought she was sent from above
The love he held for her
Is rare and hard to find
Because she meant everything to him
To him, their love was divine
But why would a man who fell so deeply
Want a woman who didn't show the same
It was because he took her words to heart
And he felt with her, his heart was safe
And her beautiful lies he wanted to hear
They made him feel wanted and desired
But when he needed her
She made excuses, and he believed the liar
He believed because he was naive
And held on to what was great in the beginning
Never knowing that his forever and always
Would soon be ending
So here lies a broken man
Betrayed by love, betrayed by his own emotions
A love that was so deep and pure
Broke him as he drowns in that ocean

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XIX ]
*** Tides ***



“Tides
Of life
Come and go; –
All
Through slides,
Friend or foe,
- For
Each, guides,
Fast, or slow; –

*** Root ***

Tides
In strife,
Rhythm and flow; –
- Time
To grow,
Not take sides,
- High
Or low,
Fields in rife; –

*** Root ***

Tides,
- Thus, change,
Roll or row; –
Stretch
To wides,
So and so, –
In
A sketch,
Shores to plough – ”





©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XVIII ]
*** The oak ***



“The oak
Stands
On guard; –
Watch
Close
Who is woke:
The leaf,
The trunk,
Or the crown; –

*** Root ***

The oak
Lands
To froze,
- Time
Seems
To have shard,
Stiff,
Shrunk,
Winds in soak; –

*** Root ***

The oak
Has
Deep roots; –
Rich
Streams
Fill this earth,
Grief,
Drunk,
Are world’s dreams – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

More and more
I want to keep silence
In response to the said nonsense,
Less and less
I want to scream,
When someone's speech
Is a sheer rudeness.
More and more
The beauty that the nature breathes
Is clearly visible
But less and less
The music is heard
Since no one hears it ...

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XVII ]
*** Bright sun ***



“Bright sun!
- Said
The small child
Of the maid;
Chirp
Of birds,
Far
And mild,
Stirs this heart –

*** Root ***

Could you
Hear
The branch wild
Shake to twirp
Breath
Of spring?
Oh,
Bright sun!
Rays, thou sing; –

*** Root ***

Low clouds
In
The dew ring
New dawn,
- Cliup!!.. –
Bright sun!
In
A slurp
Of shy deer – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

To not have touched and felt His skin,
To not have breathed Him in,
To not have kissed His lips.

And still to know Him,

I know His passion, His energy, His strength and His weaknesses,
I know His joys and hurts,
I know how fearlessly He protects,
I know how Gentle He can be and how demanding when wanted.

He is complicated and unique,
And yet He is open and giving,
He is Strong and Masculine,
He is sexy and Dominant,
He is beautiful and gentle.

He is My Dream come to life.

I want to write a poem
But I'm not sure if I should
It's about the process of aging
And the effects which are not so good

Anyway, here I go and
No matter what you may think
The time will come when
Your health will not be in the pink

Your skin will start to sag
And wrinkles will appear
It's a natural process
One which you should not fear

Your body joints which once had
A lot of flexibility
Will begin to tighten up
And cause you pain and anxiety

Your ability to focus
And to multi-task
Will weaken as you age
And become a thing of the past

You may find yourself asking
Did I do that or not?
For your sake I hope
That does not happen a lot

Some folks reading this may say
Such things will not happen to me
In response I say to you as you age
Let us just wait and see