In celebration of our dear Poet Michael James Garland.: June 2017

Monday, 5 June 2017

MEMORIAL/ TRIBUTE WEEK FOR OUR MUCH LOVED POET AND MODERATOR MICHAEL JAMES GARLAND. +Michael James Garland

+karen hayward, I was so glad to work with Michael, a wonderful friend, gentleman, brilliant poet, and owner of a gentle, romantic heart and soul..

Memories Of Almost

A memory catches a passing mist.

My eyes reflecting a heavenly tryst.

Singing again our amber composition,

inflecting melancholic past decisions.

To be not where you are,

The bloom dies hard,

I feel alone in a crowd.

The thoughts of others seem but a passing cloud.

I wonder about you in the quiet time,

If happiness found greater in arms not mine...

The memory ever-present,

Of love in intimate moments.

From a joyful, cherished past,

Remaining with me, as if etched onto glass.

In quiet reflection, in reminiscence,

Such longing for you surfaces.

Born of memories, a loving recollection,

Leaving me forever wondering of-

The almost of us…

Michael Garland and Chris Frazier

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MEMORIAL/TRIBUTE FOR OUR MUCH MISSED MODERATOR AND DEAR POET MICHAEL JAMES GARLAND.

I wrote this poem with Michael a few days before he left us.

Sich anamazing experience.

Hope you all enjoy it as much as we did.

FACING LOVE

Him

Moments subliminal continue to define,

I have seen your beauty in every raptures rose.

In the theater forever we commit sweet tenure,

thought is no longer mine alone.

Have no fear beloved for we are home.

Her

In this night

and all nights to come,

I'll be yours.

In this night

and all nights to come,

my eyes will sparkle and my skin will glow

under your touch.

Him

I will say adieu to starlight glow,

The shine of you eyes is all I know.

Love is your sweet caress leaving me beguiled,

Joy is the depth of your smile.

Her

Lay down next to me.

Lets feed ourselves of passion,

and write in the book of life

how true lovers reach eternity

by the simple share of skin and soul.

Him

Sweet satin of touch finds raptures notions,

An opus of every love contained in emotion.

Alive in sweet fire we coalesce in to expression,

the terminus of cashmere waves soulful devotion.

Her

Subtle this feeling.

We can call it love

or passion

or dream.

both astonishing

and scary

so deep and so ephemeral.

needs nudity of selfishness

needs us

particles of eternity

melted in one another.

Published 12 de february 2017

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MEMORIAL/TRIBUTE FOR OUR MUCH MISSED MODERATOR AND DEAR POET MICHAEL JAMES GARLAND.

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I was kindly invited by most talented poet and dear friend+Michael James Garland to write with him for this collaboration.

Tome in Twilight

Find my passion in a sunset dream

Casting thoughts of delightful certainty

Thus far, the tome of wings eludes me

Where our sunlight and shadows meet

This time of in-between

Designed for the perfect twilight dream

Hear the soft flutter of wings

Under the shadows of moonlight

Soon the place our certainty begins…

Michael Garland and Chris Frazier

Collaboration Poem +So So Bright Crenshaw and +Michael Garland

Where is The Lord My God ?

So So Bright: Why the great "I AM"
isn't hearing my demand ?

I been in bondage for to long,
I want to move on.

Dear God, are you with me ?
Do you even see me ?

Michael: I am with you always,
everyday, every night.

Why hast thou fallen into despair ?

I am the wellspring climb
the golden stair.

A burden to heavy will never be
mine to thee.

Still thou art my lion; I
expect more you see.

I will not hear your demand.

I will drink in your love.

For I am the power, the light I am
he that is in you.

Rejoice in me, for your
suffering shall not continue.

So So Bright: when I cried out you finally
heard me.

I had to cling to you, just
to get next you.

I hearken to your voice yes it
is true.

Can you expand the beauty; and
rain upon your child ?

Having so many flows of rivers,
will never be as good as your waterfall riches.

Michael: I am the life; and in you I
am pleased.

Child of light my soldier my queen,

The passion of love inside you,
it sings.

I will give to you wonders, I
will give to you me.

Never cling to no other for in me
you are free.

The waters of life shall rain
down on thee,

Stand strong and sing; for I
am with thee in all things.

From the whisper of the breeze and the
patter of rain.

To know me is life; I have
Joy in you daughter.

My whisper a treasure my
gaze your reprieve.

Come as a child forever
with me.

So So Bright & Michael Garland
(C) 1-31-2016

Pua O Ka Lani (flower of heaven) (Pooh ah oh caw loni)

Bloom for me sweet passionflower.

Together keep at bay the darker hours.

Let us give breath to meandering intention.

Oh arching release of melding anticipation.

Thy perfume carries me to places not mentioned.

My song resonates deep in your treasure .

Let sweetest kisses navigate our pleasure.

We will quiver and shake in the dance of genesis.

I shall ride your wings to the greatest of measure.

Banish the darkened pall of lingering nemesis.

And bide in thee beloved forever.

MEMORIAL TRIBUTE FOR OUR DEARLY MISSED MODERATOR AND POET MICHAEL JAMES GARLAND.

Si longtemps pour maintenant, cher poète...

(So long for now, dear poet...)

I'll say so long, dearest poet

but never good bye

For your words, like your spirit

are immortal, divine

Your presence, your warmth

so very missed

In the quiet, the void

created with your absence

A joy to all who knew you

and were lucky enough

to call you "friend"

That love and admiration

carries on, dear Michael

and will never end

From our minds and hearts

Your words, your essence

will never part...

~cf 2017 (c)

words and photo

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Time flows in a kaleidoscope of humanity.

Let the oneness of all people the world over.

be perpetuated in love and righteousness and the differences celebrated.

Truly you are all my brothers and sisters

I count myself fortunes elevation

for the love and friendship of people from all nations.

Mahalo for making 2016 truly wonderful

My discovery of the meaning of life

begins and ends with you in fellowship and love.

May fortune shine on you as the dawning of 2017

bring us to new and greater understanding

and love of one another.

Aloha Kakou ( Love to all)

Hau’oli Makahiki Hou (Happy New Years)

Love Came Knocking Cleave The Celebrant Man

When love smiles I can see a color of forever

thoughts of no reprieve from her heavenly weather

I was lost and cold without a dream

She freed my soul and let it breath

When love smiles bright her gift is laughter

in the wildest breeze of ever after

She is a white light hearth with a Celtic need

If the truth be known She is all that I need

Stack high the hollow notions and the morbid dreams

Let them break faith beneath me I feel so redeemed

Wild nights in dark of December

Love dances round the pagan surrender

Boudicca dance me in your dreams

Let us make love as the tempest sings

The heathered bower

is her source of power

I let slip a furrowed brow

she finds a path to a better now

where she is, an echo rings

silver like the heavenly things

Think on something that is my only notion

what I wouldn't do for her life long devotion

Her eyes bringing starlight smiles against the darker mention

There is naught I wouldn't do to heal her contention

When love cries deep I hate the wind that sighs

Then fortune tends to wear a darker mind

But when true love sings my everything rings

resonate my one in our beautiful dream

Lovers Litany by Michael Garland

The looking glass mirrors my fading nemesis.

His threat has lessened of late.

My heart embraces a more gentile centering.

The old spirit cries out in rage.

The cavalier dance as I shout at the devil

Is left for another's nimble steps,

I pass on the torch to the youth of wild abandon.

Wishing only to live in my true love’s dream

Mine have been abandoned, now wayside trash

But my love…

My love

(Oh how I cherish those words)

She shines as tomorrow’s dawn see how brightly she beams!!

I am caressed by her breath in the midnight hours

As would a thief I steal soft kisses as she slumbers

Awakened, her lips freely offered she wraps me in thousand jewels of love.

So graceful in form a metered beauty

She does a celestial waltz in my heart of hearts.

I’ve felt the focus of a thousand smiles fail to pierce my darkened depths.

But my lover’s gaze illuminates the very core of my soul.

I marvel as the defining past ceases to have definition.

Sustained no longer, my demons wither as her tears cleanse me.

With the eyes of a child she see the good in me and thus I am free.

I no longer question her love or mine.

Empowered by her love I give ten fold thanks with a lover’s litany.

Image and words.

Choices:

A fountain spirit whispered me subtle,

" I bestow thee coinage condensed with life's various raiment,

Cast but one in the fountain of definement, it will be your attainment.

Yet before coin takes air, give a care, for each piece is old and quite rare.

Ah see the coin of dark and light, allowing day or night, nothing is mixed, meddlesome middle ground is cast adrift..many choices are nixed.

Oh and the coin of peace and war, an ominous toss, so hit or miss.

Fortunes tide flows upon apocalypse, or Utopian bliss.

The coin of love and hate, be thy portage alone or with another?

romance may brighten stars of a lover, but woe upon the soul, breeding fires of the other.

Choices are many , the coin of concern and apathy, the coin of heaven and hell, another of crying and laughter, the coin of sick or well.

The coin of feast or famine, and many more .. make thy choice and cast coin into water, which do you choose, I'll await you tis no bother"

I replied " Spirit I choose none, me thinks your having a bit of devilish fun.

These choices? i have them already, oh bothersome silly petty entity.

I shan't let another, except my lover, define that which is mine until death.

Life is given in the many varied hues of Gods whispered breath.

Free to choose, change and grow as was meant on this earthly tenure.

I leave thee hastened dust of parting, away cruel spirit of misadventure."

Image and words.