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Thus Far The Journey

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life

Thus Far The Journey...

Suspended here in the waters

of the womb of mind

listening to the beats

of wayward words germinating

and rhythmically flowing

in living spirit I can feel

their veiled cosmic imageries

waiting to mould themselves

in the quest to retrieve

seemingly lost creativity

but I have yet to glimpse

the scattered sparks of their light

into the cosmic imagery they carry.

Here I am, and there they lay,

like crystals of gleaming grains

of sand upon the vast shore of

lexical creativity;

yet none suggesting themselves

to be the seminal seed-roots

to burst into mosaic messages

to fill empty sacks of senses

waiting to bulged into branched

stems of leaves and flowering

lexical gardens of coloring

sounds and feelings—

infusing reality with that cosmic

itching sweetness

that the starving heart’s mind, soul

and spirits forever crave.

To return to the valley of lost words

is one thing; to reap the glorious crops

of its field is another; for in the scores

life’s symphony, poetic resurrection

is not starting anew, for old trials

and tribulations remain but are revealed

in greater perspective that only being

renewed in the word can bring and reveal in

greater dimensions, as the muse of time

coalesces all into the igneous space

of the sedimentary layers of our cosmic,

metamorphic rendering of life.

In the circadian rhythms of time

the water of the creative geyser

breaks, releasing a pool of creative words

flowing down the loins of creative mind

imaging love like a bleeding rose

with sweet petals of peace and of the thorn

stem reality of the life we are yet blessed to

have in our journeying purpose.

In the midst of the acrid winds

let us yet taste the sweetness that only

peace and love can give as we feel,

receive, and give the gift of forgiveness

as our once silent ringing ears are now filled

with joyous echoes filling the scented spirit

with that glowing ebony essence of beauty

that only the imaging muse of God can give.

Let us remain steadfast, we Griots of now,

that our passing this way may leave

a purpose-filled path of our journeying here

so that coming generations may likewise

stand before the mountain and say: “I got this!”

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		mlowe5 says: love_supreme, the beauty of your SNAPS reminds me of where I once was, where I am now, and where I am going---remaining---focus with my eyes on the prize. I am so ever greatful to you! Thanks. Peace and Love. poems by this commentor A FEW WORDS OF PRAISE... TIME'S EASTER AND THE VILLAGE In The Crucible of Silence

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY mlowe5

LIVING AND LEARNING WAR (A Hideous Unjustified Lesson)

Oh what greater way

to learn and experience

there is no peace in A war

than being bombed

in A school classroom

during A morning prayer

on A beautiful summer day:-

IN THE TRINITY OF YOUR BEING...

Like a liberated butterfly,

You must soar the skies of life

Reflecting invigorating pride,

Delight, and gracious integrity,

In the in the blessed trinity that is

The beauty of the oneness

Of who you are in being

The you, the I, and, yourself,

That the Creator has given

To this world to reflect

His love and to be an instrument

Of His peace in daily labors of love;

Never, ever doubt the who and whose

You are in the trinity of your blessed being:-

WHY WE'RE STILL HERE

We're workers of God,

Labors of divine love;

Builders of HIs will:-

A FAITHFUL FREIGHT RIDE

Lost, I hopped a freight,

filled with confidence and faith;

Arrived at God's gate:-

LIFE'S CHOICES...

Life lived, can be

good, bad, or indifferent;

depending upon

your choices

of the life you choose

to live:-

ENSURING THE POWER

Ironically, you must seek that which you wish

To eventually find;

Likewise, you must knock at the door of wisdom

To be let in.

And you need to humbly ask for the nourishing

Of your mind;

How fortunate—there is the soul to bear and reveal

The oppressive sin!

Though we continue to trek through the dark valley

Of the shadow of death,

Above remains the continuous burning bush light

Showing the righteous way;

Thus, with audacious hope and purposed faith,

Let us not be bereft.

For we have been promised that in living due time,

Is the coming great day!

We can no longer be viewed as a satisfied debased

Supine living breed;

No longer can we be visualized as the epitome of

Endured tolerance;

There can be no modus viv...

OPPRESSOR SYNDROME EXODUS (A MLOKU TRIO)

Today we blacks continue to suffer from an Oppressor

Syndrome;

This used to be referenced as Black-On-Black crimes in

our community;

We must now realize that its healing can only come from

us alone:-

It’s indeed a mental illness when you engage in self

oppression.

It’s hell on earth when the oppressed eagerly does

the oppressor’s work;

it’s high time we become aware of this unhealthy

situation:-

Thus in this coming POTUS election it’s time to start

healing us;

Indeed with renewed faith and belief in self let’s beam

healing power,

Reflecting voting power sending oppression to its

exodus:-

THE MIND'S HEART OF THE MATTER...

In reality,

The heart can't be broken;

But can be deceived:-

Mine mind deception,

Deceived minds deceive hearts;

Be in awareness:-

Deceive hearts don't break,

But they do feel the heart's pain;

Healed minds heal their hearts.THE MIND

A GRIOT'S VEXATIOUS WAR SONNET

It was once written that there are wars and rumors

of wars;

Today, those rumors are no more, but the many wars

still are.

Today, the world is as innudated with war as the sky is

with stars;

Blatant wars are going on around the world both near

and far.

The military was once looked upon as the protective arm

of a nation,

Rather than as a seemingly octapus-like armed invading

destructive demon:-

Was there not a time when war was a major UN concern

of arbitration?

Why is it that world wide concern for peace on earth is

no more common?

In wars of scattered times past, lives were lost and the

collateral damage, abundant;

In present day current occuring wars, deaths and collateral damage

are both huge:-

In the past, majority deaths were military; today, suc...

WE TWINS (++)

You are the apple

Of the eye

Of life;

The tongued echo

Of its voice;

The reflection

Of its glorious being:

And I am

Your dynamic twin!