Archive for the 'Poetry' Category

Orchid’s rite of Life

Thursday, August 23rd, 2007

 

 

This Purple prose I rite,
An homage to Orchid’s blooming sight.

Diverse ‘a flower as all families,
Our truest jewels of Mother Earth !

Sepal Wings spread Arms open to receive,
‘Tis life’s testament and witness,
Perfect for any Queen’s Home & Hearth !

August Eve

Wednesday, August 1st, 2007

We get the name, “Lammas” from the medieval Christians. Lammas means, “loaf-mass,” giving us the tradition of baking loves of bread from the first grain harvest. These were often laid on the church altar as an offering. This represented the use of the first fruits of harvest.

Upon this years August eve,
as corn rigs march inline a’bounty,
Beneath the Moon’s unclouded light, I hold heather close; … warm…
The time flees with the breeze in careless heed
Between the late pastels and early navies,
by small persuasion her body agreed
To see me through the rigs and barley…
first harvests this eve we celebrate,
I’ll not forget this blissful night
Among the stars with mi’Lady Heather !
with this harvest plant late seed for arrival in November.

Thoughtfullessness

Sunday, November 12th, 2006

often, i do not have time to write the words down that surface in my head throughout the day. . . fleeting . .  they vanish .

when i have moments of unclouded thought, or seconds of something i wish i could say at that moment. grounded feelings of frivolous poetic words i never say. i am alone in this regard i suppose.

sitting in a box, skiin wet within from the rain outside, i grow cold, feet planted firmly on the moving ground speeding ahead many miles per hour i project myself left not wanting. i think of how better to express to you these moments, my lifetime of emotion, and thought. i sometimes imagine myself painting feelings that have no words, paintings I have only started in my mind. many paintings ill never get to. . .

I stand at the cellar door and knock for thee one day to answer.

Megin Memoir

Tuesday, January 31st, 2006

sitting here my mind wanders

words cannot express to even say

how in our Hearts you still stay

a year now gone; lost on this day

beyond this loss You gave us Josh

from this spawned a new kept vow

more than before ever realized

livestrong everyday every breath

love all endlessly and not forget

those lost which we must live on

for and thank them heaven sent

with us always alive evermore

If not for ourselves, shalt we

still live for those who cannot

 

My Ode

Tuesday, October 25th, 2005

Yea, I am lost deep in the woods of my own passions…
by JeremyAnderson

i hope i get it

Wednesday, October 5th, 2005

Only with the pure untainted element of hope I think you can conjure an understanding of forever.

covet what thou shall

Wednesday, October 5th, 2005

Women detest a jealous man whom they do not love,
yet it angers them, when a man they DO love is not covetous of her.

Lo! jealousy the green-eyed monster whom doth mock the very flesh it feeds of !

If only women would understad the capacity of love within me, then what green-eyes they’d all posess!

Once Again

Wednesday, October 5th, 2005

Memories Made, Pasts forgotten
Love is salvaged, not rotten
Thoughts grow, Hearts show
Dreamz they must last
Shalt forever in us never-ever pass

-Jaaron Anderson 12.26.97

a lifes work

Wednesday, October 5th, 2005

Can you even comprehend what her love means to me?

Look at my eyes, my glow and every creative innovation;
and youll see…

Left wanting to believe

Tuesday, October 4th, 2005

penetration into the absolute essence
where there is, and can be, no end.

You illude my life with Angels.
I know they exist but nay, no I hath not seen one.
Oh lord you can make this sinner a saint.

Why did you start me but run out of paint?
Am I then a sketch, of will which remains unfinished?
You mold me and make me what I am; of your clay…
Do not allow stagmentation; shape my life everyday…

Mend my spirit to do your will…
As you tarry - I pray for her still…
-jaaron anderson 8.11.1997

A Tribute to Lesser Things

Tuesday, October 4th, 2005

If i told you I loved you,
Would you turn and walk away?
If you heard all my feelings,
Would you still want to stay?

If I told you that I wanted more,
Would you leave & abandon this friend?
If you knew how much I care,
Would our good terms end?

If I reached out to hold you near,
Would you push away my hand?
If what you mean to me brings me to tears,
Would you try to understand?

If I knew all the answers,
Would you be embarrased at what I’d see?
If I am only all of what I am,
Would you ever also love me?

- Thanks melissa I still remember you reading this to me the first time…
It will always remain a part of me…

Feasts of the Flesh

Tuesday, October 4th, 2005

Do not harbor for desires…
Feast and dine on the wanton energy of others.
Choose whats decent to expose unto your heart.

Shall then let us…
Feast on the dreams of the veal !
Rare meats are we which still resemble the gods…
Lo! Awaken to happiness of existance alone.
Wherein brews an aged sauce of exquisit flavour !