Tag: poetry

SIGHT FROM THE HEART

Some of us have sight, but still can’t perceive,
The beauty around us, that we ought to receive,
We take for granted, who has always been there,
Stop! Take time out to appreciate others, not stop to just stare.

Others see more than what meets the eye,
They notice the details, they don’t just pass by,
They find the magic in the simplest things,
They also appreciate to see joy that nature brings.

What of, those who can’t see with their eyes,
The ones who must rely on their heart, their spirit, their ties.
To the world around them, to sense its true form,
Their other senses become alerted, heightened and warm.

For they know the heart cannot be seen,
They love, the connection, that flows in between,
The physical world and the heart’s own internal beat,
Plays a rare, rhythmic, precious, melodic song that’s truly sweet.

So therefore, we must cherish our sight and our heart,
For they work together to be fair, to create a moving work of art,
A masterpiece that’s unique to each and every one,
The heart is created for a life that is yet to be spun.

We must learn to trust the eyes of our heart,
To see beyond the surface, to go beyond that part,
To understand the message that’s hidden inside,
We must let the truth become our intuition guide.

For when we can see with our heart, not only with our eyes,
We can open up to a world that’s full of a happy surprise,
We can find new meaning for the mundane to become anew,
We can discover the joy in everything else we can do.

So let us celebrate the gift of life and sight,
Both the physical, the spiritual, with all our might,
Let us use our heart to spread truth, love and light,
To guide us through the darkness of these chaotic nights.

-ChelleyThePoetess 03/2023

BEAUTY

Beauty is not only skin deep,
Beauty is a feeling we all have for keeps,
Beauty is radiance it shines either out or in,
Beauty is a light it reflects a beacon from within.

Beauty is not without perfection or flaw,
Beauty is to embrace your love laws,
Beauty is your unique gift, traits and quirks,
Beauty is you stand out with what works.

Beauty is not about judging or being denied,
Beauty is universal let it shine far and wide,
Beauty is about being beautiful on the inside out,
Beauty is what a true heart of love is all about.

Beauty is not what shows to some on a face,
Beauty is a blessing we can share with dignity and grace,
Beauty is a spirit that shines bright and true,
Beauty is a light it guides us through and through.

Beauty is not a size nor a shape,
Beauty is all the love we create,
Beauty is our hearts, minds and soul,
Beauty is what helps us to remain whole.

Beauty is an enhancement to life with love,
Beauty is an honor sent from above,
Beauty is kind, in most every way,
Beauty is what makes us happy each day.

Beauty is another way God blessed us all to be,
Beauty is an awesome way to relate and also to agree.
Beauty is nature for we the eye holders to see,
Beauty in nature is to nurture us with the air we all need to breathe.

Beauty is unique, also special, no doubt,
Beauty is what makes us smile within and without,
Beauty is to hold your head up to the most high,
Beauty is to never let your love light die.

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


OUR LOVE IS

Our love is an arrow shot to our heart

Our love is an arrow shot to our heart
Our love is a happy intricate part
Our love is your eye to my eye
Our love is truly no lie
Our love is lovingly mature
Our love is mutual to endure
Our love is day and night flights
Our love is heat that ignites
Our love is solid together
Our love is in this relationship forever
Our love is your sigh to my relief
Our love is shared in this belief.

©8/2020 Chelley The Poetess


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.

SHE WAS SUN

Naturally delivers a ray of Hope

She was Sun,
She sets by a ray of light,
Whilst going down, coordinating color,
She would rise by light of day to brighten it,
She was Sun,
She glares through the internal focal window.

She was Sun,
She awakens the sky of heavenly light,
When raising up, she comes to enlighten the day,
She endures thee darkness to bring light,
She was Sun,
Shining brightly, like an always lit lantern.

She was Sun,
She sustains the sky, for it’s never ending gleam,
Ultimately she extends sovereignty inside a moment feel,
She allows more light to lift internal spirit,
She was Sun,
Energizing the nature of well being

She was Sun,
She fulfills a sight unseen to be seen,
Whenever she glows up, many winter’s relief prevail,
She shines the electrical firework spark, setting off light,
She was Sun,
Storms come to an ending at this time.

She was Sun,
She evens the blinding sands upon plains,
Always ready to brighten, for what is next she has in store,
She prospers from a healing of health and nature,
She was Sun,
Seasons change, equating a change to nurture.

She was Sun,
She radiates power with emergence,
Always able to melt the freeze of shivers,
She turns up light into a new morning day,
She was Sun,
Naturally delivers a ray of Hope.

She was Sun.

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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