BUT

Time waits,
But listen to the clock’s ticking,
It tells it,
Stars sparkle,
But the blink twinkles,
For all to catch it,
Eyes wide open,
But not always seeing,
Tears dropping,
With emotion,
But still believing,
Eyes crying,
But emotion not there,
Flags flying,
But surrender is everywhere.

Too much,
But not enough is real,
So much,
But got enough is the deal,
Hey man,
But hey lady is first,
No water,
But dry mouths thirst
Sky is sunny, 
But sun is bright,
Moon is aglow,
But in the dark,
Shines a beacon of light at night.
So many lies, 
But truth is belief,
So much violence,
But the toll is grief.

Love is in need, 
But energy is untimely forsaken,
Earth is grounded, 
But movement is shaken,
Seed is planted,
But life still arrives,
Whilst peace not granted,
But detriments will not save lives,
Laughter shrugs pain,
But smiles still  remain aware,
Sadness is strength,
But suppression is despair.

Walking through ruins,
But destruction is already done,
Thinking out loud,
But sound quieted by gun,
Chaos is confusion,
But changes can create repair,
Sit still to earn,
But stand still for there is more to learn,
Trying to implicate minds,
But memories flatline implications all the time,
Make a way to open up,
But until a closed mouth get totally
fed up.

So much to show,
But less of nothing to tell,
Put together new  pieces,
But allow solutions to prevail,
If one cannot resign from negativity on the banner,
But one can uphold the beauty of
life in a respectable,
But beautiful, loving,
But also kind manner,
This is all I will say,
But… um..um..um..um..um……..but.

Chelley The Poetess ©8/2022

LOVE PEACE AND WATER

(Let It Resonate)

We submerged and embraced
dived in, now immersed in water
plunged to the bottom of a sea
somewhere in the current of those waters
we feel the essence of peace and love
light, weightless, yet forceful
stroking the high tide
waving hands in the depths
beneath the water
while holding breath
for each other’s spirit to swim with,
Love, peace and water.

One gust of wind pushed us to the coastline
treading water as the wind blows
we entangle in nature’s pool
the nucleus of love
a stowaway island of serenity
a place to float together
then dive into the core while emerging
Sail set atop
to anchor the weight in deep still water
Love afloat
is an inter tube to a treasure chest
for releasing light of the pearl bead
with the golden oyster from which it floats below
in the water world
so powerfully
is enriched with,
Love, peace and water.

We are watering in a bubble solitude
ears clogged with peace 
aligning with a coral of colors
illusions of swirls
fossil shells planted with seaweed art
wrapping that heartfelt embrace
full of life
flooding beneath
ten more feet deep with a  heartbeat
nature painted rainbow sea creatures
fluttery olympians of harmony swimming
through the many schools
undertow twirling and whirling
love all over the bottom
splashing the warmth of a nature natural bath
wetness hitting hard rock on Mother Earth with,
Love, peace and water.

Oceanic, visuals of vivid illusions capturing love
fish traveling through a lens of peaceful schools
water is life
for love and peace to manifest
infinite prosperity of life while drenched with wetness.
while enjoying the infinite, invigorating spa
with steam pulsating heat evolving to new life
a jet stream emerges anew with, 
Love, peace and water.

©Chelley The Poetess 1/23/22

SHARE WITH ME

Share With Me

As I awake with daybreak shining through,
I visualize a grand new day for me loving you;
I know as time may get shorter, as I know times may turn even worse,
A years worth of you sharing love with me, feels wholesome on this earth..

Your strength is my protection; like a shield on the front line,
How I make it through all these obstacles
Is by securing my love with you all the time.
Your love I hold so deeply also pleasingly, yet radiantly divine.

Share with me the love, share with me the pain,
Seems as though, sharing with me the love, gives me more in life to gain.
Share with me the hurt, share with me the pain,
I factor in the power of what we have come to; is so beautiful and not in vain.

When I climbed that mountain, pulsating was my blood with my heartbeat,
I pulled on the love; for I knew it would get me to the highest peak.
As I climbed, I imagined how far a journey it was going to take,
Everlasting, for I to know the worthiness of love you and I make.

The willows in nature, helped to nurture my heart for a while,
For when I thought of you, while attempting the mountain climb,
I could climb it much more easier with a warm, also luscious smile.

Share with me the love, share with me the pain,
Seems as though, sharing with me the love, gives me more in life to gain.
Share with me the hurt, share with me the pain,
I factor in the power of what we have come to, is so beautiful and not in vain.

Whilst time had shortened, I began to tire from my mountain climb,
Night began to fall, so much darkeness on my path and sector
It was the shield and the love you gave, you are now my protector.

So well, as I know your touch, for I climbed a mountain high,
My memory taketh me there again; for it was a victorious climb,
For I felt it was you, right there, right behind me, as always, right on time.

Share with me the love, share with me the pain,
Seems as though, sharing with me the love gives me more in life to gain.
Share with me the hurt, share with me the pain,
I factor in the power of what we have come to; is so beautiful and not in vain.

As I lay down somewhat tired from a full day of physical activity,
All I want from you right now is to wrap your arms around me,
I want you to pull me close and cuddle like warm spice in love’s nativity.

I feel so soothed and nurtured; from your touch I feel your care,
Right now I am so full of love with you, I only want to share,
I also feel so beautiful, enlightened for loving your spark and glare.

Share with me the love, share with me the pain,
Seems as though, sharing with me the love gives me more in life to gain.
Share with me the hurt, share with me the pain,
I factor in the power of what we have come to; is so beautiful and not in vain.

ChelleythePoetess©

8/3/20 Share With Me


YOUR LOVE

I will always remember your love though.

Your love was like,
a painted picture of a boat,
flowing up and down a stream,
alluring I into your relaxation of water.

All of a sudden,
while in a sloshing, serenity moment,
your love captured me like a twinkle of a star,
reflecting from the motion of the water.

For in both our eyes,
ooh, what a flicker from that moment,
to this one,
is where the sadness came into play.

For it was your hidden broken self,
you began to display to me,
your pain,
over and over again, my dear.

Your trivial antics pulled your love away from me,
while altering the state of your true well being,
when I first met you,
wow, your love.

Your views were so dynamic,
so I thought back then,
I will always remember your love though.

Your love.

ONE

For one to understand

One.
For one to understand
the true meaning of oneself
One must learn their true value in doing so
Defining one’s truth is their facts
For morals play a factor in one’s life.

One.
For one to understand
what it is to be understood
listen,
otherwise one will never understand
why one is misunderstood
one must know thyself
then one will
overstand to define who they are.
One.

-Chelley The Poetess © 7/2020

JUST A PERSISTENT SHADOW

Just a persistent shadow,
Climbed through the window of my mind,
Thought out loudly,
Eyes wide open,
Tried to shake the shadow,
It was a breeze of an incoherent being.

So persistent,
So debilitating,
For through this shadow was pain,
Pulled the safety off,
Breathed in so deeply, exhaled so calmly,
Strength took over and let it go.

The aftermath was serenity and delight,
The reality was, it came by way of vibration,
A break of thought was required,
This was one heck of a break,
For this was just a persistent shadow.

©Chelley The Poetess 2019



A MAN NAMED SICK ©

I knew this man

I knew this man named Sick,
The way he talked and the way he walked,
I knew he was slick,
He told me he was sharp on his game,
I told him truth would be his claim to fame.

Sick said he didn’t have to play by the rules,
I told Sick, he could end up in all the wrong schools,
Sick said, I am too damn overtly clever,
I said Sick, you are headed to that place called never,
Sick spoke about all he would do not to get to that place ever.

I told Sick to rethink his thoughts and change his ways,
Sick said, why should I? I’ve been doing this all my days,
I said, I don’t care what you do,
I’m giving you advice, just to help save yourself from you.

Sick just laughed at me and said, listen woman you can’t tell me nothing
that’s already embedded in my head,
I told Sick, you are so animated, inadequate, ignorant and not well read,
For the consequences of your lesser deeds of what you portray are gonna get you busted all upside your head.

I felt in my gut, this would be the last time I would ever see Sick again,
Knowing him from childhood and the neighborhood, he had become sin,
Moving forward from our conversation that day, I felt a need to pray,
For I knew Sick would not live a long life doing things in his way.

My day was done, so I decided to watch the six o’clock news, to my dismay,
The news struck my nerve about the conversation I had with Sick that day,
The reporter said, a young man was struck down by three bullets to the head,
News traveled fast from the neighbors, saying it was someone from our neighborhood, which was called and known as The Shred.

Sitting still I gazed at the television thinking about my premonition,
I was hoping it wasn’t the person whom I had envisioned,
Sick was the first person who came to my mind.
I said, Oh Lord, please no more death at this time.

Following my first mind, I rushed to the hospital to see if it was Sick,
The doctor asked me if I could and would identify this man,
I said I know this man and yes I can,
I told the doctor we all called him Sick but his true birth name was Rick.

The doctor continued with the scenario of what his gunshot wounds were,
The doctor also told of Sick’s last words of what the strife Sick had incurred,
At this time all the doctors gathered around me, while one told me he held on to his life as long as he could
for there was nothing else they could do or would,

Another doctor said, Sick was screaming and shouting for us to save his life,
He asked this particular doctor to call the woman who gave him the best advice.

RIP SICK.

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