DFC 2014 - 12. ConnectWe all should hold a handDFC 2014 - 12. Connect2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As no one speaks a word
Just simply understand
We are one family
With a chorus of minds
Seeking true harmony
And one day we shall find
In the teachings of old
Keys to healing mankind
Not with weapons and gold
Linking spirits and hearts
Lead from apathy sold
Though we live as parts
Together we are whole
And from hatred depart
To eras away from desolate trolls!
Time to connect to billions of souls.
OudSzlachetne drzewoOud2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Choć zaraza psuje twe wnętrze
To jakbyś miało się palić wiecznie
Twej choroby zazdrości wszystko wokół
Choć szpetne wydajesz się oku
Śpiewaj, nie znając słów
Chociaż znam tylko cień
Znajdę cię wśród mar i złud
Twym dymem nasycę głód
Droższe od kaszmiru i koron
Gdy ogień burzy się pod korą
Przez zniszczenie wieszczów zawstydzasz
Zmieniasz się w oud i już nie wracasz.
Fragile SpiritUnleashed shall be my spirit,Fragile Spirit3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
let to travel towards the universe.
I need freedom, need to feel it,
never let this act to reverse.
Crystal priest, clothed in blue,
Can think at nothing.
Just at you.
Begging for the forgiveness.
Begging for love.
Fear's his only weakness,
thus he can't fly above.
Praying for the happiness.
Praying for life.
Wasn't gifted by the success,
therefore taking knife.
Enclosing the divinity.
Reaching total purity.
Leaving her just cries forever.
Now, to him just doesn't matter...
The Baptism of GodThe beauty of thy holy bath,The Baptism of God3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The saving grace from thy wrath
As the water pours over me,
I know tis now that I will be set free
The granting of thy mercy from the water overflowing
Has now become special in thy gracious undergoing
By on thy cross thy welcomed death,
For it was there that thou took thine last breath
And now that water that thy priest took, and poured over me
Has made me whole, and set me free.
Without baptism, where is our faith? Without it where is thy sign?
How would thy other sons, know that thou art mine?
Hail to thee our Blessed Hope, Our Gracious Lord Above,
And come to us this glorious morn’ in the holy form of the dove.
Poem - No MyselfNo MyselfPoem - No Myself4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Poem for Day 84 – 20141216
I am connected to the world through my ally.
There is a relationship that I cannot defy.
No spirits, no myself.
Though in this world I am the only person,
to connect me to all is your purpose.
Neither of us exist in this juxtaposition:
these two apparent polarities of existence.
No humility, no myself.
To be the only one and also be all
is the place where magic does enthrall.
The potential of the world is expressed
in this place of honest respect and responsibility.
No connection, no myself.
With you I shall now learn and grow
and my service to the world will now flow.
In the end I am not a solitary soul.
I have more than just belief in a vague all.
No community, no myself.
The whole informs my path and holds my hand
as I serve the world and myself.
© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.
PrevailingIn a snow crust tidePrevailing4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Flakes plume, and blossom
The hands of the shore
Reach for their magnolias
Greeting the depths, is a man-shaped comet
He falls, in sable water, grasping not for air
But to breathe memories, and wishes
He falls or flies
Deeply diving into pelagic spheres
Sinking into silver dreams
Myriads of Naiadic personas
Bless him as a pilgrim
Where the temple is an Abyss
Hands of the chapel reach out for him
Carrying His frame, from beneath tides
To viridian west
Gold / FeathersHollow homes with broken dreamsGold / Feathers5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where fallen angels gather
Where silent sounds and shattered screams
Still hunt for one another
It was a house of heavens own
Where gilded children lay
A place that restless souls called home
Following their final days
But golden skin and feathered backs
Can not of peace restart
With final steps in fiery traps
This place is bound unto their hearts
PrioritiesSome tell me I might bePriorities5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Taking this aim of a
Life lived eternally
Tell me, what's sixty years
Fretting and fidgeting
Next to forever with
Jesus my Lord?
ChangedI was once a wretched sinner,Changed5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Full of strife and deceitful pride.
I was so caught up in this world,
That my joy slowly died.
Then I came across a mirror,
And saw all the ugly dirt
I felt a burden come upon me,
And the weight of my sins began to hurt.
And then I heard a gentle voice
Calling out my name.
Then I felt the Holy Spirit
Take away my guilt and shame
I came to know of a kind Man
Who died on a cross to save us all.
Now I’ll devote my life to Him;
I will answer his call.
I'm in love with my Savior;
My Lord, Jesus Christ.
He has set me free from sin;
I feel so alive!
DoxologyNow to the only God (there is no other)Doxology6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who keeps our steps straight without blame,
Redeemed as his, as sister or as brother,
All majesty and glory to your name,
All power and all honor to your name,
All ages be to you in glorious fame!
Sympathy for the DevilNo sympathy for the DevilSympathy for the Devil1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No tears shed for him
Who drowns the world in evil
Who floods the world in sin
Yet who more deserves it
than he who stands alone
Abandoned in his pit
Forgotten on his throne
hurtlingprisoner from birthhurtling1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
deposited on Earth
waiting for grace
hurtling through space
Poem - Separate RealitySeparate RealityPoem - Separate Reality1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Poem for Day 81 – 20141213
See the sacred world:
the physical and spiritual combined.
No barrier between
the worlds of dream and reality.
Reach out to the beyond:
to the inner realm, master of all.
Live the unity,
embracing the whole of the world.
Serve the unity,
servant to all of the community.
Walk the middle road,
share the vision with the people.
Perform the vision
in forms of art, music, and dance.
At the end of the day,
retreat to that separate reality.
Dreaming of a world
that spans God's totality.
© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.
Stare into the BlueSands fall from my hands,Stare into the Blue1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In the wind they dance,
Cause time is drifting away,
Slowly we all decay,
For it is in this process that we are born,
And my body I have sworn,
To the earth,
So she may give birth,
To something more in my relapse,
As my organic material begins to collapse,
This process will take a while,
So let be,
And with certainty,
I will bring the flowers,
And maintain the hours,
Moving the hands of time by,
Keeping the blue in your sky,
Even in death I shine,
Cause I'm doing just fine,
Up in the cosmic glow,
And the atmospheric flow,
So let me help you,
As you stare into the blue.
Identifying With ExtraterrestrialsLet the colors drip from your finger tips,Identifying With Extraterrestrials1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As the atmosphere rips,
And combusts into dust in open air,
Look in with a thousand mile stare,
This visceral experience,
Plagued by cosmic violence,
Identifying with extraterrestrials,
These are my vessels,
Those of which I fill with life,
Removing the heart with this knife,
These wounds run into the face,
Of the vast glory of space,
Spiritually we cannot connect,
But we can resurrect,
That which aids us in this quest,
It's all experienced with a round in my chest,
Cause I see my life before my eyes,
As tears pour down like rain,
I rack my brain,
Searching for an answer,
Holding tight to this like a cancer,
I'm bleeding drop by drop,
And I can't stop,
This exporting of emotion,
Of my personal red ocean,
Can't you see this symbolism,
With self cannibalism,
Upon my own flesh,
But let's start fresh,
Cause I haven't much time to breathe,
Brush off the dirt to reveal what's underneath,
For it can be a br
PerceiveHave you ever taken a chance,Perceive1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A forbidden glance,
And saved it as a picture in your head,
Forever hung about your bed,
Have you ever cried,
All because someone lied,
And felt a sorrow so deep,
That composure was hard to keep,
Have you ever lost sleep,
Because your mind began to weep,
Over simple things that were over thought,
But let's take a shot,
At this experience and think,
Before we aimlessly drink,
To drown out the sound,
Of our demons that prance around,
We keep all of this on the back burner,
We all think we're a head turner,
But so many are ugly inside,
So open yourself wide,
And secrets revealed to the light,
Then just maybe will you keep sight,
Of the goals you want in time,
Openness in not a crime,
So step up and breathe,
Things aren't what you perceive.
firestesunt pieptul deschisfireste1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
carnea nicicând crucificată
sunt dorința arzătoare
și viața alăptată
și cunoașterea fiecăruia
sunt o iarnă-n plină vară
o floare în grădina Edenului mort
ghimpe în ochiul legii
libertatea de luat
sunt focul simțurilor
și dragostea dictată
incarnez distrugerea credinței
străvechea cunoștință fără de moarte
și rugăciunea după vindecare
sunt strigătul vostru într-un vis
umbra din spatele luminii
promisiunea din dosul crimei
și inocența din nimicnicie
un abis fără străfund
inamicul tiraniei din îndurare
otrava dulce care suferă
sunt eu cine este ce sunt!
dfc14.06 horation odefret not o're the details, brethren,dfc14.06 horation ode2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for the big picture's where it's at.
the small stuff's part of the bargain
if we can but remember that.
i sing praise to the holistic;
we are but iotes of the one
(there is no you, there is no me).
nothing ends that has not begun...
so everything's connected, see?
Nuclear LuciferLucifer from Heaven fell,Nuclear Lucifer2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
awakening in Israel
in warships worshiped as in Hell;
a wicked hand is played.
War mongers of new holocausts
will sacrifice salvation bought
with bombs that mock the face of God
to see the world remade.
Selling souls from armies both,
illuminated soldiers gloat
of gods they could have never known,
on altars of dead innocence.
these charlatans in masses lit
with Judas jewels the fire kissed.
The End of All is immanent.
YOUR FUTILE WAR IS PERMANENT.
Our Father in Heaven, Praise be to Thee(Revelations 22: 7 “And behold, I am coming soon. Blessed is the one who keeps the words of the prophecy of this book.”)Our Father in Heaven, Praise be to Thee2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A Candle flickering in the night
The hope of the world in this light
The Joy of the world returned at last
Throughout the night we shall fast
Our Father in heaven, praise be to thee
The snow on the ground covers the earth
You oh father are full of mirth
Our God, in you does the fullness of love stay
Like the tide ebbing and flowing softly in the bay
Our Father in heaven, praise be to thee
Hail to thee our blessed hope
Without your love we could not cope
We sing thy wondrous praise
And to you our voices raise
Our Father in Heaven, praise be to thee
Guide us on the ancient path
And clean us with your righteous bath
Blessings be upon your name
Who cured the sick, and healed the Lame
Our Father in Heaven, praise be to thee
We lift our voices, to thee we raise
We send forth honor and to praise
Oh God, be true, God be strong
And do not tarry from us long
DreamsDreams, they come and go.Dreams2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Opening a world that most will never know.
Hinting at how to let one's self grow.
Be true to yourself. Pay no mind to the status quo.
Gold to the FireAs gold must give way faced with fiery heatGold to the Fire2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To cleanse its luster from the slightest tint,
So here my heart, now alloyed with deceit,
Is trial-flamed to purge it from the hint
Of sin, and cooled down, stamp it with the print
Of Christ's exclusive ownership. Refined
And pure am I who once was much maligned.
Poem - Dream of DancingDream of DancingPoem - Dream of Dancing2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Poem for Day 076 – 20141208
I dream of dancing
the shore of emotions
our shared moment now
together at last.
our only true gift
given so freely
to best dark beast.
Swim in the lake
below the water
away from the shore
match to the heartbeat.
Seeking the inner
inside the outer
goal is the movement
beyond the starting.
together in hand
rapture be unleashed.
Come up for sweet air
dive down yet again
wait for the moment
flutter step achieved.
aside quiet pool
to dream of dancing.
© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved
Dark FireBy the shapes that stand in the shadow landDark Fire2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who dance the nights and days;
By the lightning arc of the diamond spark
In the heart of all mystery's maze;
By the holy name of the hidden flame
Behind the shining mask;
By the gyre of storm within our form
That shapes the spirit's task,
By wind that wakes and, shifting, shakes
The unseen ever near,
This wish I send, that 'til time's end
Your true path shall show clear.