Most Commented Allegory Poems (898)

When I broke out behind those rolling clouds
Freed so many bubbles trapped ‘neath the clear ice
Bending and painting promised arches in the sky
It was me all along who smiled after the dark storm
Shining my giving light like the great giver of life
Nourishing all of my creation suspended below
Floating over the soft membrane of cells
Trapped into those finest molecules of matter
I am the energy that was stored and now released
The force that binds this world together you and me
Under the same star is what makes us who we are

(c) Yankee4you2017

Each Mind a separate Universe
As Galaxies unfold.

Where Time emitted
From it's source
Does Destiny now hold.

We all have Sins, Pain, and Pleasure;-
Most are yet untold.

Things we don't yet understand
May yet be revealed.

Time this wrinkled
Star of Gravity.

Are we alone; -
Who knows?



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There will come a time when
Life will kiss the silver apple
When the sun that rises in the
East and settles in the west
Shall kneel to the true son of
Light
When wrinkled hands and calloused
Knees shall walk on streets of gold
When imaginations hope shall awaken
To realities birth
There shall come a time when sorrows
Clock will begin ticking the hearts secret
Joy
There will come a time of dreams..fulfilled.

I am a whisper in the breeze
I am a mote of dust blown by said wind
I am everything yet also nothing
I am a tree stretching for the sky
I am the cloud that momentarily hides the sun
I am the life giving morning dew
I am the shadow flitting past
I am the words that I write
I am the visions others see in them
I am the sweet smelling flowers
I am nothing yet everything
I am, I am just me, warts and all

Dont worry about the past,
Let them worry about themselves.
Don't presume what others assume,
It only makes things difficult.

Dont have a closed mind,
When the possibilities are endless.
Dont built castles on air,
When the foundation are on dreams.

Dont expect this or that,
When everything else is when and where.
Dont shake your head and agree with me,
I'm just the funny guy of this Sanctuary.

Last of all Dont you dare read and leave,
without giving thanks for the air you breathe!
Because there are stranger things in this world,
Then you and me or anyone can see and believe.

wave after wave seasons change an the winters fade into the summer sky's ,where the seagulls fly an there hunger cry's like dreamers from a different time ,where dreams never live or never die drifting away it seem far beyond the wildest dreams ,with your eyes close follow the stars nothing else to say drifting away.......

she was crying
in the sea
unloved and worn
she spoke to me

her heart and boards
were long ripped out
her diesel engine
left in doubt

yet I heard her
heard her true
in her estuary
of blue

I spent a fortune
on her hull
I slept beneath
the dawning gull

weeping wounds
carved by years
open sores
wept salted tears

a friend helped me
with her coat
a rising tide
lifts every boat

and I rescued her
that year
out of wet rot
out of fear

yet twas she
who rescued me
with my work
upon the quay

less days
to think of you
my retro thinking
hours few

the odd bewildered
passerby
would enquire of me
"Why?"

this dishevelled
bearded man
eating something
from a can

I thank the thousands
that walked past
who saw her place in life
as last

they failed to stop
and read the signs
they saw no beauty
in her lines

be it couples , be it elements ,
be it fire , be it water .
Always there is a mystery to them ,
the opposites.
their existence baffled many ,
baffled philosophy , baffled science .
some exist in conflict , some in harmony ,
the opposites.
ying yang , positive and negative ,
good and evil , light and dark .
balancing one another since the dawn of eons ,
the opposites.
in the origin with the big bang , in the every existing atom ,
in the age of the cave man , in the age of the modern man.
they were with the dawn of the universe and will be there till it ends ,
the opposites.

If I could hold
the quill of truth
over the page
of unfolding story

and hold it still
and let the page itself
write the words
of your defining glory

if I could see
the candle
that lights the table
beside your bed

and see that light
in constant fight
against the dousing
tears you shed

but bitter winds
comb the sands
of the fragile breath
that you release

and war minds wait
in the long grass
as foil
against your peace

If I could read your name
in vast retreating sea
and follow the tides
in a raft made
from the bones
of you and me

I would pray
with actions
outside the gate
off all you hold.. most true

and guard from devils
and unworthy men
the very thing
that makes you 'you'

I see missed steps along the silent highway.. forgotten by the sound of endless cars.. how can a soul of your enduring conscience.. compete with all them souls that have no scars?

silence is bitter when its raining.. you feel too much to set a deeper keel.. you've always lived your life like you're in training.. but you got the heart to go and make it real

you only read the signs when you're lost girl.. you only crave the darkness when you hide.. you only take the comfort of a stranger.. to cheat against the beauty that's inside

clocks put arms around the days and vanish.. you were meant for more than just a minor part.. take the road that leads you to your fear now.. and forge within some steel as you depart

you'll only need the ocean when you're angry.. you'll only need the winter when you're done.. you'll only ever be unfaithful to yourself.. I'm too remote to ever be the one