sweet the shadows-

 

Sweet the shadows of your crimson shades

Paint it again when the color fades

Then paint my way to vertigo

Paint the path and then let go

 

That is the path to absolution

Free me from this retribution

Break the chains link by link

In compliments to what you think

 

I smile to the skies with inhibition

Of thoughts my dear your own rendition

Show me again and then show me more

Triple the notion that was tripled before

 

But can you? I really don't think that you can

Under the thumb of the hand of man

His way points directly to the path of illusion

Feeding the thoughts that feed the delusion

 

The delusion you hold along your side

That side being half of the whole you divide

I guess each side ways out equal

But what is original and which is the sequel

 

What comes first and which comes last

Which is the one that you surpassed

Or are you my dear stuck in the middle

Read the rhymes that lead to the riddle

 

It's always been there I think you know

And your frivolous ways haunt me so

You look for direction but won't follow the signs

Read what is written but between the lines

 

Look to what can be surely seen

Exquisit and marked and left serene

Left is the word that leaves things remaining

But forever is a word that leaves no complaining

 

Wrapped in the deepest depths of thought

Draped to elude the society sought

Be well and beware of nobody but yourself

In and of it's own and of all in itself

 

Tell me again and then tell me more

 It is the truth that I adore

Reviews

[Michael X]

Melody, this is grand in captivation, honestly
breathtaking, the opening stanza has such an
ethereal effect and feel, leads into ambience,
creative thought accentuating passionate
emotion, the flow, regarding word placement is
really marvelous, thanks for sharing such talent, mike

[jeRRy.whaLLey]

I liked the tempo and rhythm in this piece as it carries your message to the reader without the preachy stuff --
the Heart is the seat of Divinity where that uncommon language of silence is spoken and felt as Peace -- my premise is that the Heart is an organ of Awe making the mind to Wonder -- here we have an invertendo thing wherein our world is rational and doubt based according to the NY Times -- in studies of the little baby growing in the Mother they found that the first organ created is the Heart and the last is the brain -- so I capitalize Heart because we ought to follow the Heart first (where GOD speaks) and only use our head when necessary you see -- intelligence don't mean a thing if your Heart don't sing ;-) can you hear it? of course you can you sang it in your Poem so I understand --

[DiMar4u]

i enjoyed the read,
i can be overly critical over everything,
particularly rhyme
except when itz real
and this is real

sidenote:
i really dug what danny boy down there said:
"why is it that we adore and even demand truth from others and avoid our own at all cost?"

writing that inspires the reader's thoughtz,
what's better than that?
:O-)~

[CarrieLynn {Chameleon A..]

simply beautiful...great images and very inspiring! Great Piece! :)

[James K. Blaylock]

Wow, I'm quickly become a huge fan of your work! This is such an awesome stanza...

But can you? I really don't think that you can
Under the thumb of the hand of man
His way points directly to the path of illusion
Feeding the thoughts that feed the delusion

[Captain Goldpants]

Don't we all spend our whole lives in search of that? The truth. I am a woman with faults of my own, yes I have high standards, and why not? They are simple 'rules'. You may not be perfect either, but enough with the tomfoolery already! It is not chastising to us boys or men, but an ask for a simple, single, sombre (and, oh so important) trait to engage with me, a woman and another soul that feels and experiences. I am coming from innocence - and am open, understanding and fluid to the real 'you'. Treat me right - can you do that? I have much to give and WE have much to gain if you can. That is the way I'd interpret and condense the meaning here. What woman, has not asked this of a man somehow? And, why are we sometimes unable to fulfil this simple request? Really thought provoking stuff on the 'rules of engagement' between the sexes. You have shown how basic it is and really mature, humbling and sobering insight into the sometimes frivolous and disengaged male psyche.

[Bruce Bray]

wow.. breathless..
that is exquisite writing..
almost seems like something you could take many ways..
very impressive!!!

[solstice_7]

What a good read. I truly enjoyed the musical flow to this. Question; why is it that we adore and even demand truth from others and avoid our own at all cost? Just one of those thoughts that keeps me writing.
Thank you, Danny

[Pema Dorje]

Truth is rare in words that stare but arise inside as meaning, better is the thought in beauty fair, all in wonder dreaming ... I stare at forever out from windows inside and listen to the silence there, my Heart aches with longing and a childlike awe makes my mind to meaning ... your wordplay dances on the page and your meaning becomes a dance for the reader ... write on ...

A Poet shows us the magical all that is; where Beauty echoes through all things, like Natures laughter in a flower. He is a Mystic in a communion with the 'Eternal Present' where no past ever compelled, nor future beckoned! They teach us that we are each a miracle; a song of Love, where sorrow and joy, laughter and tears, are lyrics and notes in an awesome symphony of Creation ...