"Destined Minds"

YOU LIE!!

YOU LIE IN BED WITH LIE AFTER LIE
YOU LIE IN WAIT TO WRITHING LIKE MAGGOTS ON A RUG
Your angry with life and unsatisfied with your lot
your whole life is built on lies
and lies is what you use to achieve the most
insideous of outcomes

YOU LIE IN BED WITH LIE AFTER LIE
YOU LIE IN WAIT TO WRITHING LIKE MAGGOTS ON A RUG
lying rolls off your lips like smooth silk
you care not whom you hurt
you care not who is in your way
and happy to leave misery in your wake

YOU LIE IN BED WITH LIE AFTER LIE
YOU LIE IN WAIT TO WRITHING LIKE MAGGOTS ON A RUG
for this is your only success
to lie - to teach to lie
lie to accomplish and succeed
but in the end yours is only but a lie

be careful what you feed your heart
and mind lest it rot with that of rotting
maggots that eat out the brain
and feast on the heart and destroy your
life

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

FOOTNOTE: be careful whom one keeps company with
especially agents and lawyers...

ARE YOU AWAKE?

really are you awake?
has your nightmare of spiteful
dreams and tormented goals
have they really been
left there on your pillow

or do you rise to the morning
sun and scheme and plan
your assault of negativity
breathing hate into the world
infecting others

Is your life so without meaning
that it takes displeasure of
others that enjoy life's gift
how bereft you be that with
eyes wide open that you cannot see

that others have marked you well
and know the blood of hate that
runs through your veins that
pulses and surges with evil joy
at any dart you throw

Are you awake? or blind to
those that join your folly taking
pure delight in rousing numbers
that at first daybreak seek out
every misfortune to malign and twist

and you cannot see the life you gave
up for dead that you too could have
been enjoying that others have so
encompassed that live their lives
of kindness and compassion who have

no time to nitpick as you do, like
scabby sore that you continue to pick
and offer the wound no more than
infectious disease till green and
pussie and you alone writhe in your dream

when will you awake and see that your
friends are no more than mere discontented
hearts, that you revel too much in your
own glories hate, your every thought
that tenses your bones and shortens your life

so the next time you prod your evil stick
and stab at the hearts of others ask
yourself is this all your life is from day
to day and ask yourself are you
...........really awake?

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

THE AUTUMN OF MY YEARS

The tree bears fruit in Autumn
third the season between
summer and winter it falls

northern temperate zone at
the autumnal equinox,
of perfect moment

the harvest that favors life
where there are whispers in the wind
that called softly my name

and so co-ordinated the celestiele
of time at which the vernal point
brings the celestial equator

and though it must end
at winters solstice
I shall live while I may

in reality day is longer than night
and there by pure light I see
the golden falling leaves

and so the transition of change
that I may live so centered
and enjoy my blossoming fruit

for I cannot spend another moment
without another orange sherbet sunrise
nor an Autumn without trees


Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

EMPTY SPACES

absorbs not the unforeseen
so critical the judgment anesthetized to all around
such empty spaces that lack the sensitivity
that sees not the pain and senseless shock

an empty chest this spacial room
destitute of sincerity and sense
so hollow and vane producing nothing of worth
unfrutiful this tree and empty the vine

empty the space that discharged into the ocean
all that was once good for it's own self
gratification leaving fallen all in it's wake
the womb empty of life as the mind empty spills its strife

vacuous the empty void stares blankly
barren of all goodly insight
and bare the closet of the mind
that has nothing hung on its hangers

so beware of empty spaces for what might
seek to creep and rest therein and
fill your heart and soul with goodness
from the heavens that God has sent

lest you become that empty vessel controlled
by the seed of nature of the like of which
you have not known, that sin and evil reigns
taking hold and there resides to be watered and grown

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong

RESOLUTION

so resolute ones determination
made in earnest promise
of unshakable resolve
that rings in the New Year

of merely clanging cymbals
of what has been said before
sounding so hollow now
that seems so laughable to the ear

for I know that I will continue to
eat pavolova for breakfast
for it is steadfastly considered
dairy and part of the 5 basic groups of food

however as I voice my earnest
of self prophecy and command
you should all be cheering me
and not in mocking tones considered to be rude...

I will, I will, I promise
I will diet and exercise
and stick to my fitness regime

and not slack off or falter
and ride my bike for an hour
till no longer splitting pants at the seam

and yes I will eat more healthily
and give up smoking too
no longer date a million guys
or turn up so late for work

no longer I in idle gossip
for my bad neighbors now have moved town
no longer will I be complaining
or ignoring the chores I often shirk

and I will spend more time with family
and keep in touch with Aunty Jan
and invite poor Uncle Jo for dinner
and promise to be a better Aunty

I will stop and smell the roses more
and take up a hobby or two
will endeavor to pay the taxes on time
and certainly give more to charity

Oh New Year, oh New Year, ring on please
you know that you are killing me
and bringing me to my knees....

bring on the auldangsyne
that weve sung a thousand times...
and just let me see the fireworks
and do the countdown as everyone in unison chimes

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong

NOTE TO SELF: for next poem piece
the prismatic resolution of sunlight
that divides into its spectral colors