by Anthony Biaanco |
Categories:
death, life,
We lay flowers on the grave
never gave them to the living
we put them in fancy vases
when we finally say I love you
a sundial whispers -it's too late
You think you've mastered forever
'til forever scratches at your graying door
dreams never fly without feathers of hope
blowing away like Mojave Desert gold
Limestone hearts worn away by indifference
everybody's taking -so very little giving
everybody's sitting in the same dark cave
talking to the saddened shadows of themselves
hearing only the echo of their desperation
sliding into the mouth of the burning bell.
by Aaron Combs |
Categories:
death, life, love,
The great circle dawning light have given past,
Cockcrows, birds chirping, life springs, into new beauty.
Noon, o how it warmed the humid fill air fast;
Afternoon, it grows cold, and weary, its neglect of duty,
Scarcer the sight of life, to the evening cracks,
Where the beauty sets its last warm felt glow,
Loves journey, two way streets, once overflowed, now lacks,
Daunting nightfall has crept where love lets go.
by Sarai Virden |
Categories:
faith, love, words,
Symbols cluster to form your speech
As sprinkled emotions find their seat
Like echoes ricochet off hallowed halls
Resonate an evidence of a tangible fall
Oh mighty words
How you long to portray
Apologies and promises
Which deeds should convey
Ten in the bush or one in the hand
Shall proof lessen my faith
Does the hourglass lie by its last speck of sand
Or shade make a sundial fake
Eloquent phrases doth not expectations meet
Validation must have its day
A narrative cannot express silences feat
For its stone which endures not clay
Grant me the man
Who's actions speak louder than words
With him through Hell's fire I shall stand
And love him without end undeterred
by Bozhidar Pangelov |
Categories:
love
And if you
And if me
Stand
Under the sun
(to measure our shadows)
My heart
Would be a straight
hand of a clock
Called
Sundial
by Dylan Wong |
Categories:
love
That hidden glade beyond the
leaves
Where the sun don't shine and
time doesn't cease
My eternal pyre burns for you
The apple ripens therein too
Borne with care, bore with
cause
The lonely sundial without
source
A hidden world
A hidden place
Maintained; a space for you
and me
Where our love doth shine and
time doth cease
by Chuck Novotny |
Categories:
dedication, love, romance,
Her memories had her waiting
for his oft' tardy appearance,
and in her patient time
perhaps wondering,
"Has he ever noticed the scar
below my kneecap?"
His litany of lateness'
was covered by a bond
of mutually assured affection.
She'd never hold him to a sundial.
And in those times together,
four eyes flickering
with a lingering seep of memory;
each owning a piece of time,
holding it to savor,
watching her, pleased more
by her company
than any assistance,
silence seemed to have been there,
waiting for them.
And in that moment's breathless anticipation
his realization was;
he'd wait an hour to watch her mouth,
the scintillating way words
unspooled from her lips.
by David Drowley |
Categories:
love, sun, time,
I only tell of sunny hours...
I,Gnomon,
Sundial yeoman;
Suntanned sentinel
Stand watch,
Shedding tears for unrequited love.
My cooling shadow stalks sun;
Caresses with timely sunscreen
Sweet sundial’s gilt Egyptian face.
Ask me time of day;
“Shadow knows,” I’ll say.
Shadow will not rest
‘Til sun does nest.
by Janis Medders Tobechi |
Categories:
sunshine, surreal,
The Happy Sundial
I only tell of sunny hours...
My face is never dark or dour.
I make a point of sunlight’s cast
and smile to see the shadows pass.
I only tell of joyful hours....
Love springtime days with pretty flowers.
I keep my face turned to the sky....
The bright sunlight shines in my eye.
I only know of happy times,
latitude and hour-lines.
My finger points to noonday sun
that warms the hearts of everyone.
2/13/19
by Jemmy Farmer |
Categories:
lovelonging, love,
Through steely blue the spirits dance
The old-time moves of no regret
Begin to mingle retrospect
Inventing history of romance
To give new love a sporting chance
Demanding truth of intellect
Cavorting trust amid respect
As lovers share a fleeting glance.
A moment lost to longing stares
A promised kiss upon a smile
The hidden wants of visual style
That leads the knowing unawares
Revealing thoughts the heart declares
The talking eyes that stay awhile
Like the sun on an old sundial
For love has sworn its place is there.
by Anthony Biaanco |
Categories:
betrayal, time,
We're born- we live-we take-we give.
We knead love while churning hate.
Love comes through the curtain unabated
then leaves with a clack, like the song of a raven.
We sashay into open hearts...
unleashing a maelstrom of fiery darts.
God prunes the root of our pain
and balms the burning in the brain...
in return we curse his blessed name.
We rage -we rejoice-aging ungracefully.
Every breath is a gilded blessing...I think.
The sundial is cranked up to full speed.
My circle shrinks into a salty singularity...
by Melani Udaeta |
Categories:
emotions, feelings, love,
With flames our story has begun,
my eyes are blinded by your smile;
Our love was painted in the Sun;
I have not felt this for a while,
maybe this time I’m not on trial;
Was it fate or the time of day?
Oh, serendipitous sundial!
I’m in awe of the game in play.