Most Commented Allegory Poems (898)

A gibbous moon lying low
Seemed to beckon my thoughts
In the fulsome of my grief
I sneered at her.
In reflected sunlight
What goodness is there ?

A dark shadow crossed its face
Seemed small but huge so far away
I addressed the moon again
Indeed you are more than
I can ever know
How much did you lend
In omens and bane forsooth
The strange events on earth
Ever good apiece full blown
For ever doomsay on the wane
Is the black bird an alien fane
There for all to see
may be an alien ship
so huge but small
as seen on golden disc.

I send greetings pale goddess
May all our dreams be of the best
How did we fare before you came
And what strange forces lie within
I long to come and see
As some have done
But will not tell.

Many a poet have delved into the mysteries
of a womans heart only to drown
in the debths of confusion..
Who is she?
What did you come to see?
She can be a mirror who reflects
your greatest dreams, or your worst
nightmare..
Watch out! Come close at your own risk.
You found her weeping in her garden and
she appeared weak as a new born fawn..
But.. she was merely gathering strength in
the loving rays of the sun which blessed
her heart as the mother of all living..
And her heart is as deep as the ocean
And her mind towers like a cedar.

N ows here the place Joy Adams was chased
A s the lion cubs let loose followed her scent
I n haste through stores and stalls in riotous glee
R ight to her they led George he begged her to stay
O utwitted in her ploy to go she tried again to leave
B ut the lion cubs sure had other ideas and circled her
I nstead she found that no way could she leave them

written 09/19/2013

Stacked in columns
of numbered memories
Black boxes tightly
sealed
A warehouse of
forgotten dreams
Heated moments
frozen in
Time
Universe folding
within and without
Wraping up my
consciousness in
gravatational glue
The past is trapped
in the number 6
And number 9 has
no future in
the present
What is shall be
And shall be again
When glass horses
shatter iron
moons
Electric emotions
spin within gold
rings
The DNA of thought
is eternity touched
spirit
A white bearded
old man sits in
a chair guarding
the Black Boxes
With his cane he
taps on a box
Out of the box
escapes a thought
at the speed of
light
The 85th dimension
is merely one atom
in time
And all thoughts
must pay at the
ticket booth where
the color of
consciousness is
is bathed in
ethereal light
The old man laughs
and his laughter
echoes without
a sound
He is that he is
and amuses himself
with wine of his
own making
The banquet is
set and the old
man sends out
the invitations
Gently he taps on
the Black Boxes..
but ony few come
to the feast..

Ask and you shall see
What’s inside of me
I don’t hide any treasure
Or fake any pleasure
‘Cause honesty’s transparent
And really quite coherent
There’s little mystery
For that matter history
Is that why I’m so plain?
Please do not complain
Don't tell tall tales
When all else fails
There's no secret mantra
and no hidden agenda
So don’t jump the gun
And count me as one
Don’t have to wrestle
To find someone special
No need to be a sleuth
Just to know the truth

Slowly you appear, rising higher,
Throwing your shimmering glow on the sleeping.
Silently you glide over the black carpet,
Dipping under the occasional fluffy cover.
Never revealing the untold sins,
Just witnessing in silence.
Casting dark shadows'
Looming earily on the still sleeping earth.
Confidently picking your chosen path,
You make your way to your destination.
Knowing you will return and repeat,
The same till eternity, never faltering....

rock `n roll and love

never forget the time we ar young
you came in with an open car to our town
you played the melody of freedom
Heaven it was blue, and we learned to be two
it was rock 'n roll to an a simple love for you

all our heart was in the fire so hot and warm
thought me back to the time
our faith in the whole world there was so much love
can you remember it.

We met at a square disappeared in a Chevrolet
for and travel to a place a town dance rock `n roll
they were so much of our love
when we were dancing rock `n roll

We loved traveling somewhere new it was our
mission to our vision
that all hearts were on fire remeber to you
we danced at the time our rock `n roll
you have many times told
we dance rock `n roll and our eternal love

Every rose I knew died peacefully,
In the stillness of the room
Or indeed the buzzing gem garden
And rottened and was excluded
And thrown away, unwanted and unneeded.

But the rose of her heart has deep roots,
Never shallow, that absorb water to live,
To flourish and bring joy to your eye.
Although its leaves may be covered brown,
Be cut off in suffering
She will bring the new foliage on, in hope,
Like Ceres - her love is deep

And knowing this and knowing the untruth
My throat hardens when she calls my name.
With pretended smile I always answer
In hope the right time comes
To reveal the spider web
And the flies caught within it.

Step lightly my friend..and
behold the horizon
For the jungle is teaming
with eyes and your scent is
in the air-
Do not let your modern eyes
behold only plush meadows
and the dainty flower
Surely the lamb is among us
but so is..the beast
This forbidden landscape is
most exotic and strange
creatures with alien eyes
behold your every move
Watch out! Is it safe?
Let not your refinements and
idle chatter stir the wary
inhabitants of this dark and
mysterious valley
For we have not found our true
home yet and creatures who lurk
are still as wild as they ever
were
The lion still roars, and the bee
still stings and this dangerous
world in the bush will show no
mercy on your wounds
Beware, for the Wild is upon you~

Stumbled across an old green box in my grandfather's house
Inside was a cross, some old dog tags
And a picture from when he was shipping out
So I showed it to him and said, " Tell me about those days"


When he looked inside, he closed his eyes, and all he could say was
"I hear bagpipes crying Amazing Grace,
Omaha Beach and her crashing waves
Old Glory draped like Heaven's mercy over the fallen sons

I see all the heroes who were willing to fight
In the name of freedom, laying down their lives
And praying God's grace would keep us safe from harm
Until they brought us boys back home".

Those words to a girl that became a woman
Now I'm ankle deep in this Persian sand
And everyday I'm giving all I can
Because I'm damn proud to be an American.

Yeah, I've made some friends and I've lost some too
When I think about what they gave for me and you.

I hear those bagpipes crying Amazing Grace
Tears rolling down a mother's face
Old Glory draped like Heaven's mercy over the fallen sons

And praying God's grace would keep you safe from harm
Until they bring you boys back home.