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Old 15-03-2019, 03:45 AM
Ariaecheflame Ariaecheflame is offline
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Hi Zidsudra and Unseeking Seeker

Thanks for stopping by.

I felt that I should have put a little disclaimer on some of my work... Lots of heavy stuff has been in my heart to do with some high profile court cases in my home country.
I've been transforming some of the pain shared and it's brought up some junk from my own experiences with institutional abuse...
So it's a process of alchemy where I build something good out of the mud lol.

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Old 15-03-2019, 07:49 AM
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Imagination

Is this perpetual motion
Holding any significant sway
Over the way in which you
Try to steer my ship from
Where it's meant to be?

I ask because my compass is pointing
True north and I'm navigating to
My own true course along the oceanic
Currents of this time.

This source of eternal energy
Speaks to me through the glitter of the stars
The whisper of the sea...
And the magnetic power
Of gravity.

Is the notion of my discovery
Received through open lines
Of connected symmetry...
The wavelengths behind the scene?

If time flies and birds of a feather flock together
Than how is it that I am stuck within
These waves of perpetual motion?

If imagination is the key...
Than imagine the queen I could be
Ruling my queendom in my fantasy.

If fantasy is the precursor to reality
And magic is the mystery that
Pulls it all together
Imagine how superconductive
My power might be. ..

Written by me
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Old 15-03-2019, 07:49 AM
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Imagination

Whoops... Double post...
Must be double important haha
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Old 15-03-2019, 09:20 PM
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Hi emerald heart your poetry really does tell stories. With real emotions coming through. Your creativity will be your biggest healer.
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Old 16-03-2019, 09:46 AM
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Undetected story.

Harpoons
Fling through the
Midnight sky,

Improvised missiles.

The red button
Was pressed two seconds
Before midnight.

It was a misfire though
The show fell on
Closed eyes.

Peace remained alive
In the hearts of those
Who were sleeping.

In a room
A safety switch was flicked
To the off position.

And the energy shut off
But not before the wires frayed
So now the unusual programming

will be delayed.

"do not operate"
Says a makeshift sticker...
Faulty goods -
"Ill aligned ticker".

A dove was released
Misfired peace...
At two seconds to midnight
It flew to the west when
It was supposed to fly east
It's path
Narrowly missed
By a descending misile.

These two events seemingly
Unconnected,
Narrowly missing paths...
Both flying through the night
Undetected...

Underneath the stars.

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In this visualisation of my story neither action was meant to take place in the first place! Lol... Just having some fun with my weird overactive brain.
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Old 18-03-2019, 03:09 AM
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You arrived underneath
A moonshadow -
Like a washed out zombie.
You dug yourself out of a grave
Below the earth
Where you marinated in
Hindsight.

For 100 years
You rested in peace
For 100 years you lay awake
Contemplated what was
Once at stake in your waking life
Above the ground.

You rested well
With the song of god
In your ears...
Your soul resided
Neither here nor there...
Nowhere and everywhere.

You rested without breath -
Just as though you were in a womb
Imagine that...
A little room for you to review
Your life from the eye's of love.

Staleness filled your coffin
You choose a death of suspension
To natures laws -
Not rot, nor decay filled your space...
You delayed death and
You took the renewal of life at your own pace.

You laid still for 100 years -
Tried to do your best to
Bring spiritual peace to your
Earthly unrest...

By sunrise you had
recited the lines to
Both your demise and your
Resurrection...
By sunrise you walked again
Among the living -
Undetected...

Imagine a life re-aligned with
The Song... your soul following along
The endless melody calling you
Back home forever.
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Old 18-03-2019, 08:30 PM
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This is my declaration of independance
I am the song of the eternal flame
When moths get too close they fry
They have to seek for
Their own light inside
And become the firefly.

This is my Aria
The whole world is my stage
I sing through the ages
I pass through every house chanting
My song of the flame.

This is my liberation
Thanks to the song of the
Single flame
It needs no reiteration...
It burns forever in my name...



Coming to life breaking it down
Rising to song, song which surrounds
Solar song rises
Flame ever brightens -
Sung in MY name -
Aria of the eternal flame


All poems written by JoeyRainbow
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Old 26-03-2019, 03:16 AM
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I traipsed forgotten lands
Which were forever ploughed and
Washed over again and again with chemicals
Flushing away the nutrients and
Leaving it unstable,
Unusable and cracked with salinity.

I questioned my very sanity...
By chasing mirages in the sand---
Finding new places to land
By chance and by plan, I came to
Rest my eyes and heart upon a true oasis.

An oasis of retreat...
Reflection, rujuvination
Underneath the company of
Forgotten stars...
A knowing in my heart that
This one was real.

Scorpions walked across my feet
But no harm came to me...
For scorpions are just messengers and
Not foes to defeat.

I dipped my toes into the
Crystaline water and saw a reflection so
Clear...

The palm trees surrounded me
With whispers of song which
I always hear.

Be that through the birds, the babbling
Brooks... The winds of the desert
The southern cross glistening up high
Guiding me through the night... Or
The wind chimes I left hanging in trees...
Auditory reminders.

I left myself messages
From lives which came before...
I left myself songs
I left myself violets
Scattered along my path.
I left myself red desert rocks
And six pointed stars... I left music in my
Heart.

This empty land is not
Dead or forgotten
As many might think...
This land is my heart
And it thrives and it dances
And it weeps
And it sings.

These things are not insignificant
These things are not reminiscent of
Madness... Rather it is the madness
Which is real.

The land of plenty and the
Land of salinity are one and the same...
The crone and the youth...
Dance the same trance...
The innocent and damned
Sing the same songs
In cycles...

You must listen to the truth in
These songlines.
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Inspired by a book.

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Old 26-03-2019, 04:43 AM
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Old world's... New world's

Remember that game...
Knucklebones?

Those pieces are yours,
They belong in your home.

They live on the piano
Underneath all that dust...

They remind you
How mixing water, oxygen and steel...
Causes caked on rust.

Remember that game...
The one you played
With your heart?

It's all twisted up now...
It churned yor heart up.

Remember that poem...
The one which you bled...

It's been discarded now
It's ashes under your bed...

Remember that word,
The one which you wrote...

It caused grief in your heart...
And thick smog which choked...

Remember that cloak
The one which you
Discarded..

It protected a heart
A heart which was hardened.

Remember that world...
The one where you grew. ..

Roses in your hair and
Wings on your chair...

Remember that world...
Where you swam and drank tea...

Do you ever find yourself
Asking...
'what happened to me? '

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Old 26-03-2019, 04:54 AM
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Lemonade

Your world is over there
Between an old acacia tree,
A cloud
And that treehouse.

It cannot be found in a dream...
Or even in reality...

It must be created and felt in the heart.

Your world is full of magic
Which awaits you...
It just asks that you don't drink the
Coolaid and
Instead make your own
Lemonade.

Your world is over there...
Near an old piano
And a little flea...

It asks you to jump towards it... Not
Flee away in fright.

Your world is over there...
Through that window
And hopping through the meadow...

It asks you to chase your own rainbows
And treasure your own pots of gold...

Dig holes and plant trees
For tree houses -
Build sandcastles
And habitats for fairies...

Your world is over there...
Accessible only to you...

Drink homemade lemonade and
Dance dances to create
rain.
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