Allegory Poems (898)

I’m still here…holding on.
Waiting for the change to come.
Praying for deliverance.
Wanting to be moving along. Soon?

Just lingering here;
Yearning for my steps to leave this past behind me.
Praying for the future that I can see
Only in my dreams.
Hoping that it’ll soon be a reality.

Can’t give up.
Don’t want to stop…believing.
Success could be closer than I imagine;
Life is sometimes quite surprising.
So I’ll just keep…holding on.

In a photo, on the roadway,
On a bus or car or plane.
Do you see ME? Am I what you think?
Clearly envisioned, even when you blink?
The ME that you see, may not really be
The true representation of who you’d hoped
So don’t be afraid to look deeper.
The search for the ‘truth’ is never just a quick grope
In the dark; it’s hidden behind a few layers.
Let your search be certain, let your eyes look deep.
Not just admire the surface, but also see what’s beneath.
The ME that you see isn’t all that there is…

Ah the joy of being ghosted
as you ponder the last thought posted

It starts out like a wonderful time discussing many thoughts of introduction
The hopeful ideas come to mind could this be the one for to make such a production of affections?

Or is it all a load of crap with a subtle face slap? Hence, watch what people do vs what they say while they are just out to play

Yep it doesn't have to be the time of Samhain to have someone drive you insane
They can play their games anytime you arrange

Yet, to be mindful of investment in a few moments of correspondence
Nothing lost but, a few minutes to kill for a cheesy thrill

Yet a note to tell when someone rings your bell you have the option to play for a spell or direct them to go to Hell

In this arena it's a wonderful game
Chatting up a storm with a beautiful dame
Yet, consider the cost basically nothing lost

Easy come Easy go just go with flow there is no rhyme or reason why people do what they do
Just don't let it happen to you.

You look so happy
and even a bit yappy
You don't seen no sin
or where you've been
Carry no Tales
For what that entails
Smile with your Mate
and eat your cake
Pay your Taxes
Watch the news and relaxes
Miss the fact that the world is reacting
To the damage it has infacting
Global warming comes with no warning
You won't see it or wake up mourning
The end is somewhere
Could be but you don't care
I'm Jealous
Oblivious

One night I had a dream
I couldn't talk nor scream

Out of a silvery pristine sea
I saw Angels dancing so effortlessly

Flying to and fro they had a greenish glow

Such a beautiful site to see
I had hoped they come to rescue me

Suddenly, a whirlwind of light and love filled my whole being and I was placed on a platform with circular light rings

I felt such beauty and warmth and visions of crystal temples shapes seeming so complex but, effective and simple

I began to wonder if I died and went to Heaven and suddenly, a voice in my head said unto me

"Beloved son of man how blind you seem to be if you were dead would you experience such ecstasy?"

I pondered for a moment about such a thought and yes it is all for naught.

Then out of a flash of light there a appeared such a beautiful sight

Hundreds if not thousands of beautiful angels so lovely to behold none young or old

I asked who they were and what they wanted from me
They spoke without a word but to my heart and mind in kind so gently

"Beloved brother of mine and ours we are your sisters and brothers and friends from another dimension and time"

" We bring you here from time to time to show your true self in kind"

I looked upon all I saw of technology and healing of the heart and mind a spiritual journey ever sublime

I wondered if I was still dreaming and an angel spoke to me, "This is your reality not the world you live in everyday, we just appear to you in a dimension that you can understand our ways

What you see of us is only an idea to offer you from your point of view yet, we are beyond your understanding and we see and know your troubles you hold so true

You may ask why we do not intervene but, quite often we do only to a select few

Your world is still not ready for what's in store to bring much healing and love and more

Open your heart to what you believe and let go of your fears to be relieved.
Unlearn your past experiences see them wash away
In our truth there is no past or future but, only today

Humans sing and cry for love without offering it and wonder why they still can't find their way

They want but, rarely do they give
it's kind of a contradiction to live

Nevertheless, we sit in another dimension observing your human contention

All we can do is sit and wait and watch you decide your fate

Yet, we forgive you for you know not what you do
We were very much like you and still learning and growing to see life renewed

Hence, go our beloved and teach with kindness what we showed you. Though many will still reject our truth and that is their choice

For they are free to have their point of view. As the saying goes don't shoot the messenger for one day the truth will be revealed to each and everyone of you.

as long as I can see, I see nothing
anything there to see
anyway
still, while in the air
I broke down and lost me lotta hair
didn't take it personal, thus emotional
was the game
mean mistreated, or perhaps, calculated?

Yesterday we met for the first time, no not face to face...His voice like a snake charmer...I was so desperate for just a word to make feel like a desirable woman and oh boy did he have an arcenal...he kept firing them...my body began to get warm and felt like I was on fire...feelings that were dormant for years starting rear their head...my mind was telling me stop ...but now I was so close to edge...sheer joy and fireworks exploded...When it was over..chatter in mind began, how could you be so stupid...all I could tell myself ..it felt so good...then shame began...I was naked and I heard a voice ...call my name and asked.. Where are you..?? What have you done?? I replied Replied I donot know!! Today he called but I didn't answer...I am good for another couple if years. Made my repentance...Now I will focus on my soul once again.

Cadenced footsteps quicken
A jangle of keys
Now freedom and release.


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naked Winter trees
thrashed by freezing wind and rain
now bearing Spring buds

Polly wanted love so much
she saw all the other girls chased by boys
smiling..holding hands....kissing (gulp!)
folks barely spoke to Polly
and especially not boys
she crept through life as an embarassment
a silent mass of skulking apology
her stiff legged teetering strides
left observers shaking their heads
she could rarely bring herself to look another in the face
....never in the eyes
her face always appeared as though frozen
her eyes an empty void
almost lacking life
blank of all emotion, except one...
fear...trepidation...dread
her mind a whirling nest of confusion
she had little family
her mother died in chidbirth
...Polly's birth
her fire and brimstone preacher father
had nothing to offer Polly but guilt
paralyzing her every thought and move
so she learned not to do much of either
she had no brothers or sisters
left isolated to live the hell...
her father was always ranting about avoiding
he tendered no warmth, no love
leaving her cramped alone in a cold miserable space
today is April 1st...Polly's birthday
her eighteenth, though no one would notice
but on this spring day
in her final year of high school
she became aware of something...different
in class that day, there was a new student...a boy
he acts like a shy, quiet person, she mused
later, as she sat alone during lunch break
she noticed that someone was standing beside her
it was the new boy at school!
as his voice cracked he stuttered...
'may I, um, um, sit at this table, um, with you?'
Polly was unable to breathe
til at last she squeeked out 'uh, uh, okay'
he sat down across from her
never raising his vision from his food on the table
he spoke 'uh my name is uh, Paul'
Polly's head was reeling...
a boy was sitting with her, talking to her
she muttered 'uh huh', then was taken mute
staring glassy eyed straight down before her
her heart beating as if to burst!
but not another word passed between the two
Paul ate his meal, then stood up, hesitated for a moment...
then silently, merely strode away
Polly's downward stare was transfixed...her food half-eaten
Paul and Polly never spoke to one another again
it was over...between them