eternity
By J. Lynne Moore
quarks, protons, electrons, atoms, molecules
cells, organs, flesh, body
steam(gas), water(liquid), ice(solid)
one is all,
all are one
infinite cycle…
cycling infinitely
can you tell the beginning…
from the end?
gaze upon the mirrored mirror
as you recite pi
eternally, eternal, eternity
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Breaking Out
By J. Lynne Moore
Entrapped, entangled
Within the choking dark
Caught beneath the deep
Interred, entombed
Surviving fathoms below
Encircled by the murk
Encased, enclosed
In a prison keep
Fully self-imposed
Searching, seeking
Aching for comfort and hope
Desperate to escape
Jetting, bursting
A single ray of dawn
Extending through the dark
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Cupid’s Heart
By J. Lynne Moore
A perfect love cannot be found,
not as the earth turns round and round.
Mind you now, my heart is pure;
a youthful love, is my offered cure.
Love through the eyes of a child can be,
unblemished by life’s certain agony.
Arrows shot from my cherub’s hand,
carry the promise of an infant’s brand.
Love of snow, clean, flawless white;
‘tis my heart’s desire, for every flight.
But in those whom, time has well burned,
twist the arrow, are left now spurned.
The child within, locked away, caged…
cannot remove blinders, on the heart, aged.
Hope yet flutters and holds my wings aloft;
I loose another arrow, though I am scoffed.
For chance is alive in this Cupid’s heart,
in the hopes of virtuous love, to impart.
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Invisible Words
By J. Lynne Moore
Words appear, no ink…
Tangible food for thought.
Through the vale, on the brink,
Not the answer to be sought.
Words appear, reflection,
Swallow hard, regurgitate;
Fevered raw infection,
No control over fate.
Words appear, omnipotent;
The only answer, conclusion.
Comes the wayward chant,
Crashing waves, raptured effusion.
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Galilee Shores
By J. Lynne Moore
On Galilee shores,
We drank some wine;
Spit cantankerous words,
At the waves of time.
You kissed my hand,
Before you gave it back;
And I openly sighed…
My words out of whack.
A ponderous smile,
Rolled across your face.
I knew at the moment,
I had won the race.
A wave of affection,
Encased us both.
On Galilee shores,
I do thee be troth.
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Wake Me Not
By J. Lynne Moore
Wake me not until the dawn…
The tides have writ the final pawn.
Moon glow cackles along the waves,
To the horizon with shadows paves.
Minutes whisper as they fade away,
Lost to history and memory’s fray.
Wake me not until the dawn…
When the rays, yellow, cheerfully spawn.
And bid the amaranthine a fond adieu,
Sprinkling, soft, the day’s first dew.
My eyes will then upon you be cast,
Our love complete at long last.
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Stay the Course
By J. Lynne Moore
The point of determination,
Sticks in my craw.
I swallow again and again,
Leave my throat raw.
Logic says do or die! Now!
In the corner “want” starts to cry;
“Will”…gasping for breath,
Blue, purple, don’t let it die…
Silent, my voice falls short.
The crow laughs with a caw.
Determination tries to feed,
On my doubt, it begins to gnaw.
Live support begins to flow…
“Want” and “will” catch their breath.
The diurnal course, moves ahead,
For another day doubt meets death.
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Hourglass Prison
By J. Lynne Moore
Through the limpid, prison glass,
Fall the sands of heedless time.
Never making resplendent sense,
Always ending in a twisted rhyme.
No need to hold your last breath,
Overmarrow cannot be seen,
Cry no more for spilled milk regret,
During the lost affairs of yestereen.
No tepid, vanilla life prospers.
Zeal, adopt it as your first name,
Let choice purchase your victory,
Shatter the hourglass, be never tame.
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Mustard Seed
By J. Lynne Moore
Crushed and battered,
Bug under a shoe.
Rat race shattered,
Lips black and blue…
Retching over the rail,
Now the rabbit died.
Eyes hollow, face pale,
Baby daddy lied.
Searchin’ for super glue,
Mustard seed of hope.
One and one makes two…
Hold on to that rope.
Baby, ride that wave!
The Carpenter will call;
Answer back, be brave,
Zion’s grace stands tall.
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Dewdrop
By J. Lynne Moore
One little dewdrop…
Held the world.
See the reflection,
Glossy and pearled.
Life complete,
In one little bead.
Cells diving,
Shall never concede .
Life finds a way,
Universe unbound.
One little dewdrop,
Here on the ground.
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