"Destined Minds"

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
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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

HEARTACHE - I KNOW THY NAME

I
brokeness of sorrows loss
heartache the tedium of journey
that overwhelms one so heartstricken
the hardwork between the darkness and light
thine anguish of mental pang that cuts
and I in endless search for pefected love find such perfection

II
oh heavy heart, of great remorse
the despondency of one so afflicted
why did thou givest me blood that courses so
torment of earthly misery that leaves
in wretchedness of suffering and looks idly
upon me writhing in the throe

III
disconsolateness I have come to know thy name
and melancholy the only comfort of mine pain

IV
lament lifes woe and tribulation
the sorrow, mourning and mortification
and twinge thou may the vexation of thy worriement
as I in mine confidence seek the ease of
solace and sweet, sweet, merriement

V
thou art more trouble than thy worth
and thine company I must depart
for on the other side of thine grassy hill
lays the hopeful euphoria that gives quiet relief
and into the dark abyss thine body thrown out this lifeless cart

VI
rest now I in perfect seclusion,
to gather all mine strength
as glooms color lifts the anvils' chorus
as if the joyous you try to drown
for happiness comes softly knocking
as now I wish to be found

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

LOVE THAT SMILES

love that smiles
and lights the face anew

the warm embrace of friendship
from sweetness of invitation grew

the yearning of all desire
sincerity of heart and pure the joy that be

your love that calls each one near
the indian jewel that time reflects the beauty that we see

For God alone placed the precious gem among our midst
so give praise to the creator that let passion burn so bright

and shared with us but a moment
strength today and bright hope we call tomorrow (kal)

Shukhriya, shukhriya for the blessing (so thank you for the blessing)
for life is niether kala nor safed (black nor white)
and you are the sweetness of grape..अंगूर (angur)

you are air to me ( Hava हवा )
meetha, meetha Bay-hen (sweet, sweet sister)

and now you will feel a warmer Bay-hen (sun)
and dance under a brighter moon (chandspogmai)

where the sky's are deeper (asman asman)
and stars shine more brilliantly (ek tara)

and rain is purer (baris baran)
that falls into the river where many a tear is falling (daryasind)

and all that is left is the smile you put on our face.....

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007

Is all words, that fall upon the deafened ears
the philosophy of mankind that holds a wealth of tears

articulation for the reverence of life
the paradox created for the ages of strife

what be the moral value if lesson not be learned
what value be the ethic if not heeded and heard

if ethical means to think sincerely
then surely love is to know the Lord so dearly

mystery that stirs the heart entangled in a deadened world
Albert, Albert my dear Albert

what more value can man have save he knows his own creator
then purpose and value reveal

"ghastly drama of will to live divided against itself"
that leaves the capacity of man just sitting upon the shelf

enigma of evolution seemingly so destructive
devoid of knowledge that is unlimitedly creative

what can be greater than to know the fullness of life's love
what greater than to know forgiveness from heaven above

Does not all man strive more purposefully when God reveals?
to step away from the darkenes that the heart of man seeks to steal....


Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007

this piece arrives after discussing the Albert Schweitzer and his genealogy with on of his descendants