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 a new school 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


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

THE BEAT OF A DRUM

#Black History Time, Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.

Bang! Bang! Bang!,
I know you thought it was a gun,
No! No! No!,
It was the beat of a drum,
We can dance to it, we can sing with it too,
We can always take a moment to meditate to it’s mystical groove.

Boom! Boom! Boom!,
I know you thought it was a bomb,
Ha! Ha! Ha!,
It was the beat of a drum,
Our ancestors created it for us to understand where we come from.

The beat of the drum was the vibration which lifted their souls,
Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.
The original beat was embedded from our past for the future generations to come.
As the story repeats itself, same sentiment of the drum.

The drum created for where we kept all self respect.
Held by the drum to remember our stories with intellect,
Never to neglect, always a way to reflect.
Save your bet, for through pain and sufferance,
Never breaking our spirit as of yet.

Whack! Whack! Whack!,
I know you thought it was a whip,
Never ever did you all think that the drum is what we came equipped with.
So soothing, not even a savage beast could beat,
For in this bloodline, some things you could never defeat.

Talk with God,
For the drum was created from our past, for the present and to the future.
Lord, I hope for the blind may feel or see.
For the beat of a drum is life and freedom, for people of our ancestry.
Like some of you, with the same ancestral like of me.

The drum defines the rhythm in our melanin of you and me,
From our ancestors with dignity and integrity,
Lest not ever forget where we come from, no matter the lost,
Always remember the drum does not come with a cost.
So unique, a sound, so sweet, never forget that spiritual beat.

Bam! Bam! Bam!,
I know you thought it was a bat-a-ram,
No! not this time, for it was the drum beaten for all to gather around.
Tapping into the spirit to open our ears for God’s joyful noise of sound.
In finding direction to where we would be held and or bound.

Never lost, by God, always found,
For the drumbeat is what keeps us sound.
The beat of a drum still keeps us presently around.

THE BEAT OF A DRUM
©chelleythepoetess 02/11/20

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.

A Nature Course

A Nature Course

Like the sparkle of spring water
Like the ray of sun
Like the motion of the ocean
Like the whistle of wind
Like the gusting of sand
Like the smell of air
Like the wet of rain
Like the creatures of nature
Like the beauty of flower
Like it all for nature is on a steady course

Taste of spring water
Energy of sun
Coolness of ocean
Sound of wind
Color of sand
Crisp of air
Moisture of rain
Creatures of  land
Bloom of flower
Nature is on a changing course

Liquidity in spring water dried
UV  in sun burned
Force in oceans flooding
Chill in winds freezing
Grit in sand stormed
Breath of air polluted
Rise of rain drowning
Bud of flower wilted
Creatures of nature demise
Nature took a turn for the worse of course

A Nature Course

nature impact

© A Nature Course by Chelley 2016

Insecurities And Imperfections

Nature’s purity, reflects

Insecurities And Imperfections

Nature’s purity, reflect one’s insecurities and imperfections
loveliness, loneliness, peacefulness, and happiness

Accept one’s insecurities, and imperfections
For that’s who you be

Acknowledge one’s insecurities and imperfections
To allow nature to enhance the beauty for the naked eye to see

This is more than a message for one to feel free
Let this be a message for one to be all you can be

With Insecurities and imperfections

©2016 Chelley The Poetess

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