another poem

Brian Appleton
by Brian Appleton
15-Oct-2011
 

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In shadows where the mushrooms and white truffles grow
beneath the chestnut trees in the green valley
called desire, my secrets dwell and play
afraid to see the light of noon day
they go back into my crypt
held in my sighing chest
inside my heart beat
spelling her name
over and again
like the orbit
of a comet
long gone
only to
rush
back
to
where
it began
with desire
and passion
and many soft
kisses and endless
love in a thousand ways
I'm mesmerized in long never
ending daze in my valley in the haze
they say God has a hundred one names
but I would settle for just that last secret one
that no ear has ever heard or lips have ever spoken
if I were worthy of the pain which life has blessed upon me
what pocket did the key to happiness get left in forgotten to the
garden gate where my secret lover awaits the falling sands of time

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Brian Appleton

Please Khahesh mikonam

by Brian Appleton on Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:56 PM PDT

feel free to post it where ever you like....

nokaretam,

Brian H. Appleton

aka

Rasool Aryadust


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Soosan Khanoom

Brian

by Soosan Khanoom on Sun Oct 16, 2011 08:18 PM PDT

Your poetry is powerful and you should be posting it here more often.  I am sure there are many on this site who read it and enjoy it ... I am, of course, talking about the silent readers. But i do understand the feeling of crying down the well ... I really do ... I have been there and I know how it feels. But a poet such as you should never give up ... There are more power in the words than in the sword. 

With your permission I am going to post the " peace " on some of my poetry forums. I am sure they would love and appriciate it there ...

As I said I love the last lines that i quoted from your poem. if Scripture is clear on anything, it’s condemnation of those who take advantage of the poor.  After all, Jesus threw the money changers out of the temple.  This is a timely poem .. 

 


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Brian Appleton

Thanks Soosan Khanoom

by Brian Appleton on Sun Oct 16, 2011 02:02 PM PDT

Thanks for re-introducing  me to myself...I forgot I wrote this poem. Thanks for your encouraging and kind words...it helps give me the motivation to keep writing...sometimes I feel like I am speaking in a vaccuum or crying down a well....

 

Brian H. Appleton

aka

Rasool Aryadust


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Soosan Khanoom

Dear Brian

by Soosan Khanoom on Sat Oct 15, 2011 08:20 PM PDT

" Peace " which you wrote several years ago is a poem that fits perfectly with the occasions such as today that we have been witnessing a untied demonstrations almost in every corner on the planet earth ...

I love this poem of yours  ...

"  It is time again to throw the money

Lenders out of the temple  "

so true ...  


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Soosan Khanoom

You write so beautifully

by Soosan Khanoom on Sat Oct 15, 2011 08:15 PM PDT

Thank you for sharing... 

I followed the llink that you have provided and came to another great poem of yours .. 

Thanks for your presence and for your thoughtful and heartfelt poetry..... 

 

Peace

Peace is a beautiful word
I think of freedom from conflict
I think of a rich silence 
A field of red poppies
As far as the eye can see
A world where people speak
Only in soft whispers

Each time I see a nationalist
Waving his banner I wish
It were the UN flag
Each time I see a placard
Reading "God Bless America"
I wish it read "God Bless Every one..."

In the beginning of time
There was one world
No borders
No nation states
We built the barriers
The walls, the fortresses
The missiles, land mines
And bombs, the submarines
The jet fighters, the tanks...

It is within our power
To tear them all down
Once we set our hearts
Upon the task
Once we take a first
Step along that path
which leads to peace

Let us bow our heads
In humility and set aside
Our sins, our anger
Our lust for vengeance 
Our vilification and demonization
Of other peoples and nations
And our neighbors 
And beliefs

And the self deception of
Moral supremacy, let that
fall by the wayside too
And our notions of pre-destiny
And cultural superiority
And all our other biases 
And ethnocenticities

And pray that God fill our
Minds and wills with compassion,
Forgiveness and selflessness
And a conviction to do the right thing
For everyone, let us practice
Justice and fairness and evenhandedness
For all not just preach it or pledge it
Let us define all as all nations not just
What is good for Americans
Or Albanians
Or Australians
Or Assyrians
Or Abyssinians
Or Andalusians
Or Anatolians
Or Armenians
Or Alto Atigians
Or Austrians
Or Atticans
Or Athenians
Or Athebascans
For peace concerns us all...

Let Him find favor 
With our good deeds and take joy
In our sight
Instead of tears
Let us pray for
A time of healing
For nursing wounds
For joining hands
And hearts

For walking 
A mile in each other's shoes
For setting aside
and celebrating differences
And for lifting each other
Out of the mud to 
Look to the far horizon
Where the dawn's first
Light reveals the promise
Of a brand new day
Of forgiveness and understanding
And setting aside our greed...
For sharing the collective
Wealth of our ideas

And if you are Godless
Then elect to make God our collective
Will and make our collective will be 
Peace and every collective
act be one of pax
It is not enough to talk
It is time to act
As never before

It is time again to throw the money
Lenders out of the temple

 


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