nonconformist90

Oh,  the Scots what to understand?!? Do you really know what you truly want?!? Heard your cry and plea the was , the now, and  the eternity Shall we count sands of angst to quell the bitter thistles of tears that fell or summon the elements of spilt blood for  one and all to even the odds?!? Oh, the Scots why now and why ever?!? Can you not with your heart forswear or was ancient drama so sweet so bitter a savored play to divide and sever Was it for true freedom or plain money perhaps both I surmised to agree Be careful of guised patriotistic sentimentality a fabric so weak for life's tartan reality Elusive unicorn is but tr

Missing him... A match in the sky all aglow to keep vigil A sigh ablaze  hearts' hunger fill Chambers  brilliant bejeweled with tears I miss him that's so clear... Dew handed clock flight it keeps tab Future memories on the look-out Scaling might of heights no map Vanquishing jealousy, fear and doubt... Lantern dotted midnight mile Ambit of unforsaken twilight Sky to tread upon only to beguile In need of respite yet no where in sight... Ribbons of murmuring sweetly disguised Spell of the heart a charm devised Unmasked yet veiled in lace of tears I miss him that's so clear...

Music swirling with lights dancing merrily blind & deaf with the mute paint and sing Of colors glowing invisible as it ring Anguish & happiness blends in harmony Rousing deep slumber's knotted lethargy Christmas lantern 'neath the rain stands guard    flashing as it flickers sighs of musical notes On glass hearts' deafening silence as it floats The clock drowning in smiles of no regard Marching with no compass on season's yard Waves of light & sound bend to dash and sway Ripe with thick mist soothingly caress to pierce Upbraiding flashing memories both tame and fierce From a chasm of maze tears sweet and bitter w

I found a kingdom in a city of iron rough, sharp with bristles and horn decaying rain pours fumes of death on victims' random trapped breath Its faded beauty's muffled cry I heard Heard it from pure iron's heart spurred An invisible pull a heart can not reckon 'neath layers of debris none can beckon Wails of slavery's griping ironclad's passion an enslavement in unending coiled succession Once again for freedom noble blood bleeds dry Bleeding dry on a Cross unseen nails Faith's spy I found a kingdom in a city of brick a vineyard redeemed in grace ripe and thick Grape's trunk scorched yet death it defied Defying weeds of cynics

Icy sunshine caressingly melt as vapors of love float and knelt Angels unhindered descending in syllables of dreams unending Hearts if but for a moment kissed amidst distance with time insist A winter fire within unknown, a spark unseen Each ship sailing content and so serene Gusts of thundery inaudible song clamor Surfs roared and trampled in stillness tremor Fiery icicles rattling with waves drumming Trumpets blared mutely yet forthcoming Felt to hear each heartbeat without a miss 'though battered with cries, sighs, glee or bliss A winter fire within unknown, burning unseen Each ship sailing content and still serene Petalled

                           Gloom and gray frosty lace obstinately lingers                              Hazy fog tightly woven in veils of shadow shivers                            Sun is out warmly blowing kisses of glitters    

You are free to roam and fly dreams of your desire so high unhampered and unhindered untethered and unconquered Seed of freedom deeply planted didn't sprout what you wanted Wings ensconced in doubt and fear Light struggles 'gainst  night so clear You misjudged and presumed too much that I'll quench your wanderlust and clutch Blocking your power to take a leap and risk as your ambitions are ripening on an obelisk Your freedom is not mine to take and keep Decisions yours alone to make and reap Sense of determination and total surrender Winding ventures obscure engendered to ponder Two gifts I offer you: Wings of pricel

In the glow of the setting November sun paintings on the sand rippled undone Misty trails surged to trace a portal's arch Rainbow crystallized into tears so parched Glass wings its tips pierced by the light as water moves slowly painting the flight Paced to race with cold cloud covered night Sunlight's reflection languidly fading Highlighting mirrors in the sand wading Lines curved and straight waved goodbye as liquid honey of light issued a sigh Glass wings drenched in grief's cinder Praying the tide and time not to hinder fate's design in truth abide to render Render to pour a blessing undeserved into a vessel frail yet aptly

Brilliant mind your voice drowned and silenced as the world waltzed and wallowed in pretense Prisoners we are of the fog alongside history's lens Digging, stumbling unbeknownst I fell into time's eaves Wisdom with merit entombed as virtue on cue weaves A voice of reason vanquished into oblivion Marginalized, discarded as an aberration Logic's thirst for truth unchained in suspension Sterling errors its charms and trammel rusting Truth's vitality crushed yet shines unrelenting Soul of good-will flawed and imperfect you maybe Never did you boastfully impose your will and decree Nor did you claim you have the divining eye to for

Yes, a verse to start... An echo of a searching heart A hymn so framed as a piece of art seemed sincere, yet its content quite steeped in superficiality foment Foolish is he to think Faith True Faith is born in airy wraith from reading Clive's works in a wink acquiring human knowledge in a blink only to find he needs to re-think Human knowledge is not enough if slavery from sin he wants to slough Solid effort at times heroic required if genuinely he aims for what he aspired to claim and lay siege on Heaven's Heart he so desired...