In celebration of our dear Poet Michael James Garland.

Monday, 5 June 2017

Fly Away

I caught a feather of Icarus bane

Singed and worn with a magical shame

I thought flying high wasn’t really the sin

Never landing must have been it then?

Linear progression

Tunneled obsession

Failed succession

Solarial desperation

I blame him not for failed flight

Like a moth to flame he wanted light

My sun rises caressing my cheek

When she whispers my name

I thrill as she speaks

Back off brothers she is mine

I’m keeping this sun for all time

I am hers and she mine

I gift you this feather

Fly for another to find

Petals

I would lay with thee in a bed of moss
and drink your passion as wine to a drunkard.
Drunken on your kisses in your light and your love of life.
In the crystalline glow I would know your love a thousand times and not be sated.
How I loose my heart in your eyes.
Your sweetness is ambrosia,
I would know thee in entirety,
In your arms lay sweet fire that burns me until all reason leaves me
in your touch i feel the passion of a hundred years
In your face is a timeless beauty I am captive lost in rapture
Warm and embracing are your arms with a love i would die for
Let my soul meld with yours in the moonlit dream-scape of our love
I will harbor thee in my heart a fortress for you alone
My sweet flower my fragrant heaven my millennial lover
I love thee beyond reason beyond rational scope. I love thee as only one in love would understand. I love you... all of you... every nuance every gesture, every moment with you.
You are earthly divinity, you are all things to this man.
My heart will remain yours in perpetuity

copyright Michael Garland 6/19/2016
(Image and words)
(Mike's original image choice :) )

Shout Out to the Poets

Give a shout out to my family, in the poet communities
They say we make much ado of life’s calamities
Never trust a poet love their looking for a muse
Hearts we wear upon our sleeve we often get blues

We call for understanding; yea we want a better day
We know that we can make a change with what we have to say
We come from different walks of life, but that doesn’t mean a thing
Don’t need a thousand boundaries we know we’re the same

The world is locked in crisis, we see the enemy
The reckless path the world has taken is our commonality
We know the wiser roadway more than most who scorn our ways
Living for the moment now, tomorrow come what may

Give a shout out to my family of the parchment and the pen
We show the world what love is for we help them find their Zen
The sisters are so gentle but they know the battle lines
The brothers know that strength of heart can stop a greedy mind

Give a shout out to a nation we need the written word
We show the world A path of love please don’t get disturbed
Give a shout to the lovers and poets on the mend
Another to the soldiers of peace in the army of the pen

We’re together like no other; we show the world their sin
We are the passion the higher mind aloha poet friends

Copyright lyrics Michael Garland 2/5/2016
(Image and words)

Star Child

I am a child of a lesser God I know not what I seek

I cast about to Orion's belt but no answer is granted me

Born to toil in the earthen bowels .. Hades was my home

We sought for that which you covet the yellow metal gold

Devotion unquestioned, toil in pain, wretchedly we moan

You came, you took, you saw it was good then left us all alone

The plow, the words, the higher thoughts , not bred to understand

What then care I for higher purpose , Eden is slag heaps and sand

We are a footnote in time, Of little worth no longer in demand

But we children of a lesser God we love, we laugh, we sing.

Crimson baptismal amid cries of rage have tempered our unrest

Your silence deafens, indifference betrays, we fail our latest test

I am a child of a lesser God I see just what you are ..

You think us to crude to share the higher power

Still the children of a lesser God will grow and reach and flower

Image and words.

Private Party © Michael J. Garland.

I try to hide

a masquerade inside.

This other Michael fools me all the time.

As men dream dreams and think deep thoughts,

I work for what I want not what they've got.

Oh arrogant moth don't kiss the flame.

I am burnt and battered, half insane,

but I won't hide from the vivid chapters,

yet to write, yet to rage,

open your diary make me the newest page.

I've done things you wouldn't suggest.

There is a freedom for those who laugh at death.

What was once so deep now holds no depth.

I do it like i own it and avoid regrets

Keep the faith and avoid the pits of sin.

What I want is not pounds rubles or Benjamin's,

Give me truth with love that's real.

I'm sick to death of the mass appeal.

Throw down the contention for a fools quest.

Question the path of least resistance.

beware the laughing smile so insistent.

Cause I've been with Alice down the rabbit hole,

I've swam like a fish in the wild ocean home,

I've run like a deer in the forest primeval,

I've made love under a waterfall's shimmer.

I've bared my soul as the masses cheered.

I've done few things that have few peers.

I've seen nature rage and went for the ride,

I seen beauty so amazing I simply dropped and cried.

I've wrote my words I've shared my thoughts.

I've seen darkness..I've seen a lot.

Souls so confused, lost and unkind.

Seen the eyes of despair with no mercy to find.

I've raged at the wrongs ,

I've received and given pain,

I've been lost and found to find,

What I want is living deep inside,

No longer can I run and hide,

I just want true love at my side.

I try to hide the rogue inside,

It seems this other Michael

Fools me all the time.

Image and words.

Oh Gentle Gender:

I delight in the gentle notions of women,

Every smile a gift of beauty always brimming,

Know then every mother, sister and lover,

To a man you are like no other,

To us you are so very wanted?

With an emotion fierce and constant.

Defining humanity by elegant degree's,

Show me love make me believe.

Father made me proud, taught me to stand,

But mother showed me how to be a gentleman.

What pure love is a sister and brother,

A bond the can never be sundered.

An endless well of passion is a woman for her man.

It has been so since time began.

Remember ladies you are the spark divine.

From my heart, I wish you all a happy Valentine.

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