Wagner's Poetry

[Unseeking Seeker]

My eyes, like two eyes of needles,
Met the thread of your eyes
And with me you sewed within me to sow real peace;

Wow!

[Wagner]

Another Way Out
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She got sad today. She cried so very hard
That all her tears were washed away,
So then she smiled and thought of happy things to say
The way that happy people seem to do.

What’s the cost of love?
For her it’s altruism, the black drifts into blue;
A blank check to anguish signed indifferent of
The heart that masks the hurt she can’t discard...

“I saw you once before,
Who you are now, I’m not so sure,
If you must then you’ll just kick me on the floor,
But your foot may pass right through
Here in my mind, ain’t nothing new,
I’ll close my eyes, assure myself I still love you.
These cruel things you do to me,
They break me down but set me free
Because in the pain I count each second till eternity...

"Then the end will mend.
Take it all away.
Take us to some happy kingdom together, come what may,
Hand in hand like we used to do.”

[Nowayout]

In life, we all be wounded.
Come what may..

Roll with the punches...
Pray for better days.

[Wagner]

Originally Posted by Nowayout

In life, we all be wounded.
Come what may..

Roll with the punches...
Pray for better days.

Thanks. :) That sounds definitely like a spiritual coda to what I had written.

The third stanza of it, I awoke out of sleep, I'm not sure if I was dreaming, and I ran to my computer and wrote that all down verbatim from the words that were being force-injected into my mind. The rest of it I wrote in the usual deliberate manner, the first two stanzas meant to emulate the simplicity of a children's book while not compromising the poignancy of the piece as a whole. They (the first two) both follow the rhyming scheme of ABBCDCDA for the end words of their lines. I was going to convert the third and fourth stanzas into the third-person perspective, but felt it better to allow that transition into first-person...

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Anyways, here's a new one:

Clinging to the center,
To the eye of the storm,
In the heart, open mind,
It's what keeps us alive.
Breaking down the boundary
We interact, we create,
We unite, we divide
At the whim of the mind.
Fragile soul in heavy hand,
Pass the pieces, learn to stand again,
We create, we destroy
On this, our little toy.
Holding on to value
An image passing away,
It says what it wants to say before
It passes right away,
It's what keeps us alive.

[Wagner]

A small bit of the water
Goes out of the water
That the water may know the water.
Then in ecstasy is the water
Poured back into the water.

[Wagner]

Wings of hungry sunlight,
Trees of morning fire,
The crisp air slowly penetrates the silent unity.
Then some rare image forms before my eye--
With it the many return.

Cleave me wholly, thread of razor silks
That pierce the gloom,
Yea, they pierce the light!
Bring aught to glory for a moment--
Lucidity not tainted awaits there.

For God wades now into the shallow water
Where truth becomes and is lost.
So I drain myself of “shallow,”
And dissolve the murky waters--
There God will greet as shall be wont.

God is a bird, I know it!
God is a little gray bird!
And I love All,
O God, how I love All...!

Wreathing wings of hungry sunlight,
Triumphant trees of morning fire,
The crisp air penetrates, penetrates, penetrates Forever the slender, silent unity.