By Jewell McChesney
There are poets who dip in live wells
Where life, light, and darkness abide
Scribing with meaning, torrential;
when seen, moisten soil of deep minds.
Does this well rest beneath oceans,
beseeching the deep's calming peace?
Does knowing emerge in whirlpools
spinning thoughts 'til given release?
We glide in rivers of comfort
or dive to find treasures held deep,
Seeking of knowledge comes easy;
Epiphany, victor's beseech.
Treasures are buried within you,
Revelation rests to be sought.
It's in you and me, it's in others
to flow within oneness of thought.
| Author Notes |
Loose meter~
The last line needs tweaking. Any ideas? |
By Jewell McChesney
Color my world in imagery
beyond knowledge,
infiltrate my spirit in truth.
Synergy guides our friendship
I wait to drink of your fountain, overflowing
and tap into your Divine energy.
Take me to a concert of the spirit's song
where all voices sing
in the corners of four winds
and nature harmonizes along.
I have seen your heart
in the brightest crimson rose,
I felt your pain at the prick of its thorns.
I stood in the midst of an angry crowd
as I sensed your misunderstandings.
Paint the sunset with your eloquent pen,
Meet my heart in dawn's afterglow,
or rise with me to wait for inspiration
in the cozy seat of the crescent moon
or beneath a glowing sunrise,
where ribbons of red and gold speak
in layers at a time.
Dare me to vacation in your private cove
where your dreams take the world
to imagination's fair,
or reminisce life's lessons,free of regret
looking back in retrospective delight.
Will you hand me the key
to open your heart's door?
Will I see love composing your song?
I can only wonder if my heart's melody
has already played along~
Challenge my mind to travel a journey
where you embrace your own truth,
Convince me to believe your inspirations.
When you believe, I can too.
I will honor you in your world
if you take me home in words.
| Author Notes |
Another write to encourage unique craftsmanship.
This came from a desire to capture the essense of the deeper part of all poets. Sometimes it is frustrating for me to see cliche, where writers just write to write. I want to see blood stained art where hearts are pricked or the reader is drawn to create a masterpiece in visual words. Take one stanza at a time, I challenge you, and use it as a prompt to create poetic art. Love you~ |
By Jewell McChesney
Words
unpracticed
solicited by spirit and truth
essences of the soul
nuance of synergy
an eloquent banquet
sustenance for the heart
appetizers to tantalize intellect
mirroring every thought
You have kissed souls
with eloquent ease
by penning dreams
once hidden in the depths
of your subconscious
Tap on my heart's door
Your closed eyelids
likened to silk sheets
softly gracing naked minds
no longer a veil
to hide secrets
now a sheer curtain
allowing glimpses of your spirit
~ * ~ * ~
Echo my soul once again
with your tender embrace
I am listening
to your softly sung song
Your whispered longings
become a refreshing breeze
upon my face
A colorful sunrise
with each awakening word
| Author Notes | Touch me with your words |
By Jewell McChesney
After silence has spoken,
in this moment's reflection;
Expression bids my thought
in such languish my words linger,
appearing in my mind's eye
as unstrung pearls.
Some,
yet waiting to emerge,
forming treasury in knowledge,
Beseeching my spirit to create.
A jeweler, I become
awaiting the arrangement
of perfectly imperfect art.
Stillness sings an unsung tune;
one my heart already knew.
I become its composer,
beguiling, searching, yielding...
to the litany of lines
only a Power greater than I
can sing over me.
I am the messenger,
now waiting for the receptive heart.
I must find my feathered quill,
to delve deep for eloquent beauty
where music of the spheres plays
and beauty waits my pen,
as Divine images glow
on the canvas of souls.
Come with me?
I need a listener;
a co- creator-
one who has sought in mirrored agony
for revelation's light.
May we meet half way
as we rise on wings of eagles
and dance to aged songs,
between the lines
on paths many dare not tread.
Melodies of endless truth
awaiting our composition.
Our song beseeches
heaven and earth,
Solitude
has turned its volume high.
Do you feel
the rhythm I hear?
We are one in spirit
who seek for love's true song
and know it's been here
all along~
If in this moment
you hear my song
in written words of artistic notion,
or see creation's beauty
behind inspired thought,
Perhaps we have met
in moments where
our dreams coexist.
| Author Notes |
Sigh~
Just believe |
By Jewell McChesney
| Author Note: | my artwork |
When dawn awakens morning's smile
As memories walk another mile
Share the whispers of the night
While angels sing and pick up flight
Please listen for all silent screams
Those exclaimed in written dreams
Sounds of nature's slow refrain
As willows dance on window panes
Oh sense a silent feather's fall
To manifest your spirit's call
Pay attention to the clues
Surrounding you in mystic hues
I know you too have found a voice
You visit here in freedom's choice
Remember I do hear your song
And welcome chance to sing along
Inspire tunes again to ring
In every new found offering
Come dance with me between the lines
To music of our heart's designs
All dreamers rise to vision's quest
Write your songs of night time's best
Enlighten all when daylight gleams
Reveal the treasures of your dreams
Nudge me when your morning dawns
Caress my mind with sultry songs
Create romance with just one view
Envision what was born through you
Oh reader of my deepest songs
My hope is that you'll sing along
Between the lines of hidden tunes
When secrets rest behind each moon
| Author Notes | Loose rhyme and meter |
By Jewell McChesney
| Author Note: | To all romantic poets |
From a golden dawn
to twilight's haze
I've known love's pulse
in drawn out sighs
and hastened breaths
as fingers trace
another thought
in treasured afterglow
I've fixed a lingered gaze
Between poetic truths
in flowing midnight dreams
and reminiscent days
To sense a heart that weeps
or a lover's deepest need
I've heard your sensual tune
in carefully composed lines
Between the words of eloquence
a rose has come to bloom
I've experienced you
in fragrant overtones
A garland for my senses
Your song has kissed my soul
By Jewell McChesney
Feed me an epiphany
Pour into me
a revelation
A river of life
flows from your belly
Fire is trapped in your bones
Allow me to feel the heat
of your own flame
I beseech your inner song
I want to linger
in your nuance
where your perfect joy
magnifies my smile
and delight precedes every thought
I know what is in you
even when blindness
to your own perfection
hinders your insight
May I draw from your well?
Please make the music of your life
so enthusiastic
I'll want to dance
in your presence
and sing a new song
Like honey
to the tongue of my spirit
and gentle persuasion-
an appetizer for my soul
feed me an epiphany
By Jewell McChesney
You ~
the ink in my pen
the blood of my heart
each kiss from my lips
tender yet precisely spoken
are words
flowing across a page
silk in a gentle breeze
interrupting nature's scenes
sudden magic
just in time to satisfy
my mystic longings
a silent song to some
a screaming voice to others
combined to create
orchestrated harmonies
mingling
with life's percussion
melodious imagery
| Author Notes |
when the ink dam finally breaks
My writer's block is over... |
By Jewell McChesney
| Author Note: | My photo |
Take me along
On a journey
Through your world
It is no matter
Whether a bumpy gravel road
Or slippery downward spiral
I want to experience
The carnival ride
Or the sailboat glide
Easy breeze and all
That is your life
I am done imagining
(Although it's been fun)
Those twist and turns
When life had you frenzied
The sudden stops
Careless without restraint
Our hair blowing care-free
With the top down
In the sportiest and hottest
Candy apple red convertible
In your town
I've cried with you
In shivering worry
Through slick, icy cold corridors
Of your wounded heart
I found myself screaming
As you lost control
No warning
No assurance
I've stomped my invisible brake
While in the passenger seat
I've been angered
At those who've broken your heart
Delighted at your strong will
Your determination encouraged me
Especially when you stop to listen~
You hear the song in your spirit
You sing it so loud
It reverberates my being
Yes! Now we're talkin'!
I linger in your revelry
Soak up your divine wisdom
Journal your knowledge
Now~
It is time for a vacation
On a love cruise
I see the invitation
In your hot hands
I feel the ticket in mine
I taste the frozen margaritas
I smell the salty air
I anticipate your desires
Remember when you took me there-
A long time ago?
I travel on your word cruise
Delighted with you
Frustrated by life's unexpected turns
And completely stimulated
In your sensual bliss
Let's go~
| Author Notes | Word trips can be great vacations. :) |
By Jewell McChesney
| Author Note: | * my artwork |
Reveal the treasured secrets
That lie far behind your eyes
What causes you to ponder
Or fake a smile to disguise
Guide me to your special wishes
beneath shelters of your dreams
Where mysteries are gathered
In gentle trickling streams
Take me to the quiet places
The still caverns of your mind
What makes your heart grow weary
What can loosen ties that bind
Escort me through the chambers
Of your hidden heart's desire
What would bring you to elation
Or could set your soul afire
Is there one thing which lies waiting
Way beneath your strong facade
Perhaps your deepest longing
That which takes you straight to God?
Be my intimate companion
Awaken that which sleeps
Unlock the door of yearning
All your secrets I will keep
| Author Notes |
Sometimes I stroll through page after page of poetry here and I long to see something more heart felt.
Not just good writing but good emotion evoked on the pages as if I am reading your journal meant only for your eyes. Sometimes I just get so bored with well written 'facts' and perfectly, "in the box" poetry as if you're writing for your english teacher in high school. C'mon. Tell me your secrets. Tell me your dreams take me beyond my own wild imagination... will ya? huh? |
By Jewell McChesney
If my words
could dance
I'd hope they would
pirouette
across stages of life
beneath
spotlights of sunrise
or gleaming sunsets
Grace and dignity
directing every sultry move
While my newest song
intrigues your sense of sound -
awakening missing rhythms
of your heart
My wish is for
each piece of verbiage
to frolic among your memories
the way a child would
in dandelion fields
come summertime
My desire
to stir your secrets
like old tear jerking songs
triggering what you thought
you held too deep to deliver
ever again
Oh to be the choice drink
of your addiction
bouncing off your tongue
like finest champagne
to savor in the moment
If my words could dance
May they waltz and tango
and break your will
Perhaps they'll
even draw you
to my open arms
and never let you go
or
send you on your way
to find missing treasures
you've held deep
far too long
Oh
if my
words
could dance
they'd dance upon your soul
By Jewell McChesney
After silence has spoken,
in this moment's reflection;
Expression bids my thought
in such languish my words linger,
appearing in my mind's eye
as unstrung pearls.
Some, yet waiting to emerge,
forming treasury in knowledge,
Beseeching my spirit to create.
A jeweler, I become
awaiting the arrangement
of perfectly imperfect art.
Stillness sings an unsung tune;
one my heart already knew.
I become its composer,
beguiling, searching, yielding...
to the litany of lines
only a Power greater than I
can sing over me.
| Author Notes | I love reflective days~ |
By Jewell McChesney
In eloquence
you've bathed me
with dollops
of drenched words
Succulence saturates
As though
your fountain pen
lives up to its name
Draw me to your well
once more
Melt today's
ice cold emotion
Muse me
quench my desire
for authentic
poetry
Dip
into my heart
Cause my mind
to bleed
in raw Truth
Prick
the skin of my soul
then beseech
for more
| Author Notes |
Something to stir me to write.
Am I talking to you the great poet or is my spirit calling me to create art with words? Perhaps both. |
By Jewell McChesney
Your lyrical prose
A fluid gifting
Invites me to dive
Enchant me again
In honeyed rhythm
Golden is your song
A smooth syrup
Which sweetens me
Once languid
I longed one taste
For sustenance
Touch my spirit
With flavor from beyond
This delicate dulcet
Begs me to swim
In your eloquent bath
I shall do a splash dance
Within the saturation
Of a treasured treat
Refreshed
In the immersion
Of a sugared tune
Ingratiate my senses
Oh kiss me
With poetic lips
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