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“Philanthropy”

A room full of creative minds,

Stalls and gifts, wondrous kinds,

All containing a piece of the sculptor’s soul,

A devotion of love, their ultimate goal.

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“Internalise”

Scratching my head,

Feeling confused,

Rigged to explode,

Need to defuse,

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“Soul-Do-Yours”

Attention! given,

Awaiting orders,

Spiritually driven,

Intentions… flawless,

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“Paradox”

Thinking about mysteries, wonders, possibilities,

I’m enlightened, puzzled, alone, loved, cuddled,

Hearing the seductive whispers of our bountiful Universe,

Feeling both divine and insignificant at the same time.

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Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

“Losing It”

It must be here somewhere,

Think now, think!

It’s not here, it’s not there,

I hate losing things!

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The Big Chill

Hello my fellow sledders! After the recent snowstorm that most of us around the World have been subjected to, I had the urge to share another published poem for free with you all, from my debut book of poetry “Proceed With Awesome” (Available here), although this time the poem has a much more frosty feel!

I wrote this poem at a time when I was feeling pretty low, I had been putting a brave face on and soldiering through it as well as I could, but when I finally began to open up about the thoughts and emotions I was wrestling with, I was met with a wall of silence for the most part.

Penning this poem whilst stuck in that dark place was my way of describing my mind state, preparing to move forward with my life, and laying the foundation for its linked poem – “Grateful” (also found in my debut book), which drew a line under my angst, gave me the strength to begin venting my pent up bitterness properly, then reminded me (and eventually showed others) that dark experiences and realities can be used as fuel to rebuild again!

The World Is So Cold…

Nose hairs breaking like icicles,

Take a deep breath and feel the sting,

Frozen solid, no sniffs or trickles,

That’s how cold the World really is.

 

Worse than the strongest blizzards,

Just think of the total opposite to,

The preferred temperature of an African Lizard,

Timesed by infinity, and you still have no clue.

 

There is no scientific explanation or theory,

Although there’s a reason, which remains hidden,

I try to speak out, but no-one hears me,

The words won’t travel, because it’s so bitter.

 

Limbs filled with death, no likely repair,

No new blood arrives, no spent blood can leave,

Resulting in a loss of feeling, as if nothing’s there,

Like the black foot of Longfellow Deeds.

 

Should it be forgotten? Is it still ‘there’?

I mourn its condition and try to revive it,

Will nobody help me?! Does anyone care?

Greedy Zombies have no real way of realising.

 

The weather’s preset, forecast, misleading,

This used to be my real smile, and is still what it looks like,

But it’s simply frozen to resemble it, that’s the reason,

Why the World is so cold… yet still… I smile!

 

2018 © Following Whispers

Frozen BubbleBird On Frozen Bubble

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To Infinity and Beyond

Hello fellow explorers! Once again, I’d like to bless you with another free poem, to give you a further taster of my debut poetry book, “Proceed With Awesome” (Available here).

This poem is dedicated to those of us who love to travel, meet new people, learn something new about the World or themselves, embrace unfamiliar experiences, plus to those who appear to seek ALL available knowledge and experiences. …good hunting!

Infinity

Travelling is something we all seem to do,

Either physically or exploring the depths of the mind,

Whether it’s miles or thoughts that you cover,

You can’t do it all in a single lifetime.

 

Just think how many square metres this World has,

Too many for any one mind to perceive,

It’s impossible for someone to visit each metre,

And know that they’ve been everywhere when they leave.

 

All of the knowledge and information around us,

Could never be absorbed or viewed by one brain,

Those amazing facts of existence and culture,

For one person to know, would send them insane.

 

Complex data and ancient mysteries,

That place or fact the map or media missed,

Secrets, experiences and Government cover-ups,

Put together would form an infinite list.

 

There are people you shall never walk past,

There are things you shall never think of or see,

Things that don’t interest you, so you miss out,

Wisdom you want that is never released.

 

This planet amazes me with what it contains,

I know I can never know its full contents,

Questions I have that shall never be answered,

Things that I’ve read, but don’t get what they meant.

 

If you know everything then there are no surprises,

Being a know all, you’d have nothing to seek,

I’m glad that this is not at all possible,

As you’d be detained and labelled a freak.

 

We’re a small, compact ball of information,

There is so much more away from our planet,

Stars, Galaxies and the unknown Universe,

We want this knowledge, but could we handle it?

 

2018 © Following Whispers

Sphinx Under A Starry Sky

If you enjoyed this poem, you should check out my other published poems I’ve shared for free, plus my free micropoems or see where my poetry books are available from.

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