Peaking, scarred seashells - dig deep
cursing their Baroque, pearl-less state
as galloping waves - mock, shoreline skirting
Moon stretched – taut, tectonic plates unleashing
Tsunamis, a furious roar - Earth’s resentment
erupting as lava, now it’s too late for our reactionary
Amygdala, to caution restraint. Empire’s, once great
now, merely trampled sand-castles
costly, that glutenous conquerors tenacity
of aesthetical valance, ideological hypocrisy
sating, egocentrically cacophonous – deeds
power crazed ignorance of barbaric zealotry
as stars twinkle, universe’s indifferent cadence
of nightmare reality - inciting: wilful choices.
Spontaneously, yet timely – for destiny’s blank pages
a lonesome dragonfly: invades reality, as a feeble firefly
humming a despairing chorus, for its short-lived life
beckoning fervently, that promise of serendipity
impatiently zips about, escaping - that bleeding of Time
as its dimming beacon, whispers - a lifetime’s serenade
to that shooting light of hope, crossing a moonless sky.
Somewhere – far, a butterfly flutters awareness
flustered, at its transcendent Phoenix state
revitalised yet humbled, by its transformation
begins gliding, gustily flapping its theorised chaos
of curated happenstance, for those of us awaiting
to glean, introspection’s wisdom whispers and shed
our once repressed: bleak hues of discontent.
© L. B. Mek
August 2021
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Wonderful words Mek and a wonderful piece of music.
Andy
funny enough, your write the other day
'Music Revelations'
( https://mypoeticside.com/show-poem-132371 )
reminded me, that its been a while
since I accompanied my scribbles
with some complimenting music, and so
once more you've helped elevate, my capacity to convey
the essential message in one of my write's, my friend.
Thank you! dear Poet
You phrase the word discontent with the many ways in which humanity displays it my friend and adding inanimate reactions as in "Earth's resentment" makes this impressive write very special - and a favourite indeed for poets like me. Well penned L.B.
it blossomed from an instant reaction I had to a painting
as so many of our scribbles do.
How very kind, dear Fay
once more you've written such an astute analysis
of my humble scribble
as well, as your continued words of encouragement,
it was important to me, to convey 'Nature's resentment'
as a counter to our 'wasteful discontent'
so you highlighting it, gifts me such a welcomed
sense of accomplishment, thank you!
although the whole thing is indeed a work of art .. you have most definitely incorporated and interwoven some outstanding imagery & concepts .. I bow before the golden shadow of thy pen .... N
'golden shadow'
meet
'moonlit hues'...
Clever, supreme Poet
very! clever...
I'm grinning, ear to ear - thinking
'I owe it all to the wise footprints, that guide me!'
thank you, my cherished friend
I love that you added Moonlight Sonata to this, it was the reason I started playing piano.
I'm jealous, I gave it up too quick
(teacher told me I hand no talent
and that kinda scarred me, as pitiful as it is to admit) lol
I have bought a guitar since
but still, can't get my self to start
a pity, as I would have loved to play an instrument
and so easy with online tutorials this days;
although, while I breathe there's hope, right
maybe one day?...
(we should be careful
with our throwaway comments to children
some small scars, seep far - too, deep)
thank you!
for your generous show of support, dear poet
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