keep out or keep in
bladed concertina warns
defining treasure
‘protected by razor wire’
welcome words need not apply
Tag: treasure
Hidden
Molten blue to navy curs’d
shades of melancholy,
unquenched thirst in barren scape,
soul’s monumental folly.
Bitter sharp the poison bites
‘neath escarpment’s hidden ruins,
assailed around, entwisted fate,
chthonic anthem choose,
hybrid self above the earth
or true to one beneath,
bore terrain, bail debris found,
blowout, chained release.
Sensory Treasure
I whisper in your heart
to hear your hurting,
I kiss your tears
to taste away your fears,
touch your hands,
absorbing all your feelings,
snuggle close, scenting
pain-filled, broken years.
You gaze into my eyes
to know I’m seeing
all within your soul
you can’t convey.
In sharing all our senses,
flowered open,
love and understanding
feel a way.
I know your soul
by breathing in your essence,
believing all
my senses may reveal,
caring for you whole,
nothing concealed,
and treasure all the scars
I help to heal.
Treasure
It’s lost now,
The treasure that once was.
Buried somewhere
But marked with vivid cross.
Entombed it is,
In chest of flesh and bone.
Hidden there
Till pirate steals it home.
Opened wide
The casket does reveal
Priceless gems, tho’
Chosen to conceal.
Entrapped below
An arid desert’s soil,
Fertile once but reality
Sought to spoil.
It’s resting there,
Beneath and buried deep.
Discover when
You dig and seek to keep.
Guarded by
Sentries of the night.
Uncovered jewels
Sparkle in the light.
The brigand who
Searches on his quest
Resists all force
And knows where fortune’s blest.
Voyage far
On seas of violent storm.
Earnest aim
Demands actions outwith norm.
A howling wind
Casts vessels far astray,
But compass points,
Leads errant into bay.
Explored, this land
Tumults and earth will quake.
Concealed karma
Arises, offers. Take.
No treasure worth
A hundredweight or more
Was ever gained
Without searching to the core
And here it lies
Beneath the skies above,
Prosperity,
The greatest treasure – love.
Fortune’s Fool
I wish I was clairvoyant,
Future I’d unwind.
Or, like Indie, an adventurer,
Then your treasures I would find.
I’d seek them out and polish them
Like gems of greatest worth
And lovingly enfold them
In softest velvet purse.
Every one would be to me
A portent of our times,
Directing cause and so effect,
Reason made from rhymes.
But better yet than Fortune’s fool
I may lay my head upon your chest
While you stroke my hair and whisper words
That ease and give me blessed rest
Till fire aflames from hearts so pure
That angels hear and falter, at
Honesty and gift of love
That fortune may not alter.
Discovery’s Story
Hidden in stars, empty of light,
Lie souls of confusion lost in the night,
Seeking the gravity known from before,
Pulled down to earth in tumultuous roar.
Defying all reason but natural law
Looking for treasures to gather and store,
Taken from heavens and brought down to earth,
Finding the answers known well at birth.
Eons of lifetimes on planetary plain
Releases all lessons once more and again
Begins to establish a stellarly heart,
Before dying to self, begin anew, start.
Hidden again but in star burning bright
Illumines all darkness, casts shadows of light.
Discovery’s story from inside a star
Reborn to light from galaxy afar.
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