Fly By

I read the latest post by my friend, Penny at The Why About This, and it created a stir in my mental juices as to what the world is currently facing. I had an image of a bird in my mind. So this poem was inspired by “When Words Overwhelm

Fly by night
Fly by free
Fly by flower
Fly by tree

BirdFlyNight

Fly by day
Fly by sun
Fly by many
Fly by none

BirdFlyDay

Fly by star
Fly by moon
Fly by sand
Fly by dune

BirdFLyMoon

Fly by summer
Fly by glow
Fly by winter
Fly by snow

BirdFlySnow

Fly by country
Fly by state
Fly by anger
Fly by hate

BirdFlyCountry

Fly by sirens
Fly by flash
Fly by fallout
Fly by ash

BirdFlyHate

Fly by death
Fly by strife
Fly by everywhere
Looking for life …

Lifeless

© A Forbes 2017

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Don’t let our world come to this.

Forbidden Lovers

Unique in their difference
Disparate in their likeness
Legions moved, carried by wing
Opposed to the wingless, walking below

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The walking, armed with spear and stone
The flying, with rocks of fire
Ready to send the other home
To rest atop a funeral pyre

The war they fought, never ending
How it started, neither knew
Both sides tarried, never bending
Never remembering why they slew

11

As is the normal in a war
Something remarkable oft takes place
As killing the other becomes a chore
Slaughtering, never seeing the face

9

Until one time, a life depended
A woman’s life begins to fade
The man who finds her, hate rescinded
He finds her ‘midst a bloodied glade

8

Back to health, he heals her wounds
She looks into his soulful eyes
Her heart starts singing loving tunes
She steals a kiss, then off she flies

17

Now he tries to end the war
Saying they fight for no good reason
They say they’ve heard it all before
And sentence him to death for Treason

She tells her lords to think things over
Asks if they remember why they die
Her questions make them sit up, sober
They see the love inside her eye

5

A truce is called before the others
They soon find out silence is golden
And now they see forbidden lovers
And to them, their lives beholden

A senseless war cost millions of lives
Fought with sticks and bombs and spears and guns
The deaths of many husbands, wives
Brothers, sisters, daughters sons.

16

And so a peace reigns through the land
With grateful children, fathers, mothers.
As two walk out, hand in hand
The war was stopped by forbidden lovers.

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Optimus Amicus

She sees me when I think I am invisible
Knows where I am when I am lost
She makes me smile when I forgot how
Knows what it takes to make me laugh

SoulMate2

She says what I need to hear
Using words I never knew existed
She lifts me up when I am down
Using energies of her own to help

SoulMate3

She makes me think I am special
Telling me how I am unique
She pulls me out of my hidden place
Telling me it is not as fearful as I think

SoulMate1

She talks to me for hours upon hours
Writes when we cannot speak
She makes up words to make me feel better
Writes them so I can say them back

SoulMate4

She is the one person I can always confide in
I can tell her anything that’s on my mind
She listens to me and then makes me laugh
She is my Optimus Amicus, my soul mate, my friend.

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Too often people associate a soul mate with a wife/husband, girlfriend/boyfriend, lover. This is not always the case. Someone who is a friend can be a soul mate. It is two people whose souls have touched and intertwined. 

I have known people whose family members are their soul mates, or others who are friends that have never met, but talk to each other a great deal and know so much about each other because their souls connected. It can be friends with people who are married to someone else. Just because someone is a soul mate doesn’t mean there is love/lust situation. It transcends love. Becomes something more.

No amount of arguments or upset can keep soul mates apart. When you have found yours, feel blessed. Some people can go a lifetime with never finding who their one is, or meeting them and not stopping to get to know each other. 

Maybe that moment of “love at first sight” is not that, but more souls connecting across a room and interlocking into place.

SoulMate5

Oubliette

Darkness bound black as night
Darker even in the hole
Utilising an inner sight
To see into his tortured soul

Oubliette 7

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Desire has fled from the heart
Locking down the mind’s love door
Inside his soul is torn apart
Unable to love any more

Intolerance, mistrust and deceit
Devastating him with no regret
No longer wanting love to meet
Preferring his internal oubliette

Oubliette 8

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Hidden away, there is a longing
Behind the door, there is desire
But fear of others, always conning
Losing happiness, but gaining ire

Throughout his life, love has lost
As partners cheat, lie, defect
He would rather save the cost
And stay in his private oubliette

oubliette 2

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One reaches out, opens his heart
Fear grips him, he wants to love
He wonders if she plays a part
If near a cliff, she’ll give a shove

He wants to believe, wants to see
But in his heart, doubts beset
So he decides he will only ever be
In his own deep, dark, oubliette

Tunnel Horror

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