"If you look deep enough, you'll see music!" Thomas Carlyle

Category Archives: Inspiration

Resistance is futile
But she’s quite content
To be lured
and moored
by the brawn of tender-loving arms
Oh, to be espoused by his princely charm

Red-orange flames burn
From fervour in their hearts
With eyes closed
their smiles froze
Pores erect upon satin sun-kissed skin
as they revel in the melody of a cardiac din

Wine-tasting spree
As filled crystals clink
and raise
to praise
the powers that fused their will and voice
Then lips sync to relish their starter of choice

The true feast impends
When two lie in brazen ministry
To tease
and please
the appetence aroused with mutual stare
Now that they’re bound by striking solitaire

Arioso


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Mario Colasante @fineartamerica.com

Plop! in the middle of the ravine

a polished pebble creates a wave of awe

Stirred surface, and rings begin to spread

throughout the valley, to tell of what they saw

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Exhilaration in the hillside trees

as they, too, pick up on the storyline

Jittery leaves catch the wind passing by

then gesticulate what is on their mind

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A lone bird met upon the party

and fled to greet a cheerful swarm

Soon butterflies and trails of honeybees alight

with news of Belle in her fiancé’s arm

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A tender warmth glistens in her eyes

as she sculpts their affection in the sand

Together, they make ripples come alive

when her love releases a nugget from his hand

Arioso


Trickle, trickle down the pane

Somber nimbus weeping rain

Potent hypnosis as driblets sweep

Now there’s no need `to tally sheep

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Fickle, fickle eyelids flutter

Muddy streams rush to the gutter

Scenes fill wells behind closed eyes

As bleak disperse in star-less skies

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Fluent therapy lulling me

And I drift off to a virtual sea

Soon the thunderous fit subsides

Into unruffled dreams of evening tides

Arioso


The spillage of a fountain pen

Sketched a tainted heart and then

Forged my name in bloody ink

To stain my pride or so they think

.

Laced with rage, the page displayed

Bold letterings with spite arrayed

Showcasing dark deserted soul

on freeway to Hades with hiked toll

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But then the epilogue of disgrace

Lost its power as if it were erased

The thought of it provoked a laugh

Since the ogre wrote his epitaph

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Departed he is and so shall remain

A prodigy has now buried the pain

And he rewrote the horror story

Dark replaced with morning glory

Arioso


Loftier than the wisps of cirrus on high

We’re falling into each other,

No black holes in this sky

Worries vaporise like a meteor

Weightless,

defining who we are

We bear upon the rise and fall

of the ocean wall

Concerted trajectory,

we must remain in orbit

As the crescent floats in respite

Weightless

Two stars in  equilibrium,

A metaphysical conundrum

Arioso


Lighthearted petals, unfolding wide

Reveal filaments of innocent pride

While delicate fragrances sing

Smiles now bloom in Spring

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The grace that falls from poufs of love

Makes stigma rear their heads above

To lavish praise and laud the King

For smiles now bloom in Spring

.

The gardener’s expert fingers

Apply quickening touch that lingers

Then extend his signet ring

That gleams as smiles that bloom in Spring

Arioso



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