Topic: Reverence and Grace
tommyboy1101's photo
Thu 03/19/15 01:46 PM
Edited by tommyboy1101 on Thu 03/19/15 01:47 PM

Reverence and Grace

I am boldly enmeshed in common rivalry, entangled, born but not wholly blessed,
Left out on the field standing here, holding my heart's torn dreams,
Born to be kept beyond the ancient graceful west, with all the rest,
Found oft wise outside, sitting alone - along these graceful natural streams,

And a prism surrounds me, meant to be viewed - imbued, multi faceted,
And in it's body found formed, thicker than Angel hair, wider than virtual space,
This multi colored rainbow dream beyond the corrupted, inhabited, fragmented,
Where a once fate ridden sinner, restless in his holy place, finds reverence and grace,

Thom Douglas Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran ) Ireland

tommyboy1101's photo
Thu 03/19/15 01:51 PM
From The Desk of The Author:

I am still trying to work out problems found with Photobucket and am in touch. As soon as this matter is solved I'll once again post poem graphics.

Sorry to you all, and, thank ye for your patience.

tommy boy moran / Ireland

Ladywind7's photo
Thu 03/19/15 02:28 PM
Beautiful write.

Ladywind7's photo
Thu 03/19/15 02:31 PM
I prefer your poetry without the graphics. The words are enough to inspire visual images..... Just saying :smile:

tommyboy1101's photo
Thu 03/19/15 11:36 PM
Ladywind,

My thanks to you for reading this piece. I happen to fully agree with you concerning not necessarily needing a graphics version. I'm just trying to add a little more flavor to the piece. Like cinnamon and sugar on buttered toast, ( with cocoa coffee on the side. )

Thank ye so much, Ladywind. I appreciate your words.

tommy boy / Ireland

Kaustuv1's photo
Fri 03/20/15 03:32 AM
My bathtub is the sea;
my hair the waving weeds;

my body is the many fish
that roam this ocean, pink.

With each net that we cast,
and each new bite one takes,

my body is the receiver
of inter-tidal pain.


My bathtub is the ocean;
my body beat by waves.

I still myself with silence-
prayer, reverence, and grace.


In words there are no answers,
and metaphors, no key.

I am simply hurting...
my body, my mind, and me.


Tired tidal motions,
monotony my knees.

My smile, also cryptic,
is strength beyond my means.


But still, I travel onward.
Trade winds, and zephyr breeze,

I am going skyward,
my pain will not hinder me.:heart:


[MercyTheRose]

messi_is_a_tim_1888's photo
Fri 03/20/15 04:11 AM
Brilliant once again my Celtic brother!drinker

tommyboy1101's photo
Fri 03/20/15 10:50 AM
Kaustuv1,

Nice piece my friend. Well written and presented.

tommo / Ireland

tommyboy1101's photo
Fri 03/20/15 10:54 AM
messi_is_a_tim_1888,

Thanks so much, messi_is. It's so good knowing you're out there and I do deeply appreciate your reviews.

Thanks again, so much, my brother.

tommo / Ireland

messi_is_a_tim_1888's photo
Fri 03/20/15 10:59 AM

messi_is_a_tim_1888,

Thanks so much, messi_is. It's so good knowing you're out there and I do deeply appreciate your reviews.

Thanks again, so much, my brother.

tommo / Ireland
Nae bother big yin! Your poems are well written and true to life Tommo! drinker

tommyboy1101's photo
Fri 03/20/15 09:19 PM
Thanks, messi_is. :thumbsup:

tommo / Ireland

no photo
Sun 03/22/15 09:53 AM
a stunning piece of cinnamon & sugar...smile.

tommyboy1101's photo
Sun 03/22/15 10:06 AM
Teasing,

Thank ye. As always, I appreciate your words. And I Did love your, " as yesterday ".

tommo / Ireland