L. B. Mek

Draped, in our moonlit hues of discontent



 

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

Comments6

  • Teddy.15

    your final lines always holding magnificence another extremely powerful and beautifully written poem, will we ever find what we are searching for from within? fabukous master poet.

    • L. B. Mek

      'Will we ever find, what we are searching for: from within?'
      Let's - at least, Hope: that we do
      for that is enough, to credit us a few daydreams
      and they in-turn, may deliver us
      lasting, remnants of that feeling: we're forever yearning...
      (What a wonderful comment, dear Poetess
      as-ever, you're too generous
      but blessedly, I've gleaned enough wisdom
      to appreciate your unflinching support, in the now
      where it counts the most.
      Humbly: I thank you!)

    • Goldfinch60

      Wonderful words Mek and a wonderful piece of music.

      Andy

      • L. B. Mek

        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

      • Fay Slimm.

        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.

        • L. B. Mek

          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!

        • Neil Higgins

          You should have been my English Language teacher at school LB.Maybe I wouldn't have kept getting D- minus all the time.Yes.Really.

          "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"
          Superb lines LB.

          • L. B. Mek

            what a memorable comment!
            sadly, you're D's would have plummeted to depthless F's
            with me by your side. lol
            Let's just say, my creative side didn't align
            with that systemised curriculum
            they try to suffocate us with in school...
            Thank you, my friend
            for highlighting my favourite lines of this write
            admittedly, it took a few (million) edits
            but I think it turned out ok

          • Neville

            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

            • L. B. Mek

              '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

            • HannahElisabeth

              I love that you added Moonlight Sonata to this, it was the reason I started playing piano.

              • L. B. Mek

                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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