… I always besiege a ghost besieging me
Prompt today from a book of poems by Mahmoud Darwish called nothing pleases me – I chose this line after our discussion of the poem with our friend to Veterans – our Advocate and writing Coach Leilani – and my Veteran friends Rick, Patrick, Erick, Adam and Terre (how we sat around the table today)
i am a ghost too
speaking to U I do
in the friendly manner
its tuned
from therapists offices i’ve visited
trying to lay out the path to unburden myself with burdens not my own
but burdening me nonetheless
the everything I can do to give the vile no power
the devils that have magic hats
and minions at their service
which they interchange the favors one for another
i always besiege a ghost besieging me
these they wish to take me to the depth of dirt i have yet to see
the intermittent breaths i use they keep me gasping for life
they keep me wanting a bit more
that when i arise from the floor this time
i may then be awakened to no more ghosts
of my hate for self
no more ghosts of self defeat
no more ghosts, just no more ghosts
including my self – to this I breath a breath of wanting it to be
the ghosts, they lay in wait
are the spirits of devils made up as angels…, as saints
finding in their fraudulent complaints – the carrying of prevailing corruption
to one who was so full of life and giving all others extra breath
giving to others the nurturing, and finding paths to dreams of fullest lives
smiles – so many of them were buried
when the abundance of them were many
given freely
and still, though stifled some are sent to love that bends
braking bereft bondages of belittled butterflies basking beautifully before brainstorming brokers behind baskets
so for them not caught but disseminating the color of softer days
in care free flight that sends to weary souls the colors of day & night
the hopes of life fuller expanded as wings do collect air like sails
the peddles of flowers their landing strips
and at times they find U like a lady bug wanting a life hug
and to let U know, U too shall be alive in the essence of everything that you give
no matter how small, your contributions shall be enormous again
even better than before – when sins / the crimes that those of monsters use to besiege U
these ghosts of their latest woes unstopped and seemingly unstoppable
but for every moment of time is gain for truth to be expanded in earthly molecules
those living and U who are still dead with the chance of resurrection
to go for love in correction to the laying of tiles and brick roads not yellow
but for sure a guide home to the fullness of enjoying nature
the leaves of the trees that give to thee the breath of known life
the flowers that flow in fragrance and show
for beholders in beg of the appreciation to a fuller life
and for these I am pleased
and am pleased to be able to say, perhaps there is a path to life
as with other smiles shared
thought and the brainstormed messages of encouragement
and ever seeking the same from the same souls to give gauged meters of that which hold solutions creative for the remittance of anguish stealing breath by breath the experiences which ought to be yours
so these ghosts besieged that constantly besiege me, today besieged, with acknowledgement of the much more work to be done to totally annihilate those ghosts still prevalent – with force trying to take the ghost that is me to the grave – before showing that the ghosts that are they are those of the devils still allowed to be criminal – in human form – criminal / devils
ghost & the dissemination of love
131355 on June 25, 2014
