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"Ancient Art of Poetry"

Prologue
Ghost of Mother

By Lea Tonin1

Quick! Must run! She frowned -

Inconveniently remained

Child of Mothers gone

Author Notes My mother,
Could've been there but she chose bowling, cards and her friends instead leaving us at the hands of her husband.

Artwork Instagram

Chapter 1
Undone

By Lea Tonin1

sorrow in torrents

melancholic soul recoils

from the Prince of Pain

Author Notes This poem is the result of the
"Come here, go away man" as I call him
Gas lights you until he thinks he,'s got you and then throws you back again.-And-forth back the definition of insanity is doing the. Same thing over and over again and expecting different results time to move on.

Chapter 2
Sorceress

By Lea Tonin1

On top of her broom and into my room, she flew.

Dropped with a sigh and stared in my eye, she grew!

A quake in my knees and soft spoken plea's, I knew.

She'd come in to break me, shake me and hate me, I too...

....Could stand up embrace that things bony face and strike!

With all of my might I lash out and fight its right!

We wrestled and wrangled in blood thirsty tangles. I bite!

The sorceress wins no ungodly sin tonight.

The lull that comes after my heart just beats faster, I know.

And see what's in inside her the rage thats on fire, It grows.

The night will come calling no stopping, no stalling. she'll show.

And into the gloom I'll enter my room, then go.

The cycle I'm living no taking no giving such woe......

Leaving behind the shell of my mind to sow........freedom.

Author Notes Therapist might call this the fear trap. I simply observe the characters. And once again we fight to keep the balance.

***Artwork created by Lea Tonin***

Chapter 3
The Battle of All Hallows

By Lea Tonin1

spring morning glory loudly shivers while in quiet vine

the army of pumpkins herald the winter to come

night creatures do not belong in the spring light

steals the summer for the pumpkins reign.

draculean teeth, werewolves claw - bullets to wreak havoc.

witches storm with magic breath harvests springs renewal

spring takes the yoke of destruction foreign to its nature.

to battle All Hallows Eve and save the birthing summer.

daring buds burst their pistilin swords

spirits shoot forth crystalline fear tendrils

new season birds pummel vast pumpkin fields

trumpet vines snakes the eyes of pumpkin soldiers.

orange blood declares Halloweens defeat

the supernatural retire, monsters shrink back to den

spring settles commencing its seasons prerogative

summer tiptoes in...

Chapter 4
Specter

By Lea Tonin1

specter of his mind -

Illogical

surety

reigns

Author Notes When a person suffers from delusions or delusional ideas, there is no reasoning with them it is almost impossible to change what they feel is right and true. All you can do is accept and attempt to aid in recovery, accept and move on or both.

Artwork - Wikipedia

Chapter 5
The Wolf's Lair

By Lea Tonin1

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.

a smile - the orphan on her face slips

there is no purchase without a foundation

rage the evenings repast with sour fear garnish

large is the fist as all things are when you're five

"tell them what he does and they'll take him away," said Mother

back to the audience of the wolf.

toss - she flew and a blanket of splinters came scratching

the cupboard gave stoppage with its material

betrayal as only a mother can teach is her gift for life.

black stare the paralyzer of herself

falling, scraping, crawling, blood, the why bewilders

fourteen she grows - the wolf knows too a new fear is born

creeps through the door hoping for silent feet

dark said no tossing the fist, her face the embrace

crimson, the favourite banquet of a canines appetite

explosive outrage finally destroyed trepidation

fleeted foot fueled by years set her to flight

never to return to the lair of the wolf, anything else - heaven

Author Notes As you may or may not have guessed.. I'm the girl in this poem. Dark as it may be, it peels the onion and my soul grows lighter...

Photography-Lea Tonin

Chapter 6
The Drift

By Lea Tonin1

tumble weeds roll

thirsty wind, prolonged drought kills

Life my garden, drifts

Author Notes Sometimes what happened could happen to anyone. You own the house you live in....You own the car you drive....all one day, the next day it's all gone..

Artwork Pinterest

Chapter 7
The Heart Asunder

By Lea Tonin1

Air through your gaze bare and stripped...

Stripped is your heart wounded no care....

Care in your ears for now you take heed....

Heed of that woman elusive as air......

Author Notes This was challenging to write. "To loop" as the contest requires and then the ABCB was a very interesting thing to wrap my brain around and I certainly had to think about it. knew my inspiration had to come from the heart to give it substance and meaning.

Artwork - Pinterest

Artwork Instagram

Chapter 8
Blooming May

By Lea Tonin1

Ranunculus blooms-

magnificence smiles sweetly

fields of eye candy

Chapter 9
No Accident

By Lea Tonin1

intoxication

Screeching metal twisting frame

our child is now...gone

Author Notes Drinking and driving tantamount to murder pure and utter ignorance of such an act that grown adults a child would expect to be responsible is not and it happens so very often. Senseless loss oall for that one more drink.

Photo by shutter stock

Chapter 10
The Night Man

By Lea Tonin1

human guise sincerity you feign

mutant teeth lifes blood you drain

victims stance shows night man's there

Creates the dance, the paralytic scare

cold steel your body not eagerly pressed

no movement gained in struggle he's best

surrendered to weakness my killer I eyed

knowing too late sweet undeath he lied

Chapter 11
A Step Beyond

By Lea Tonin1

gone was I in the deep vacuum of roaring nothingness.

a place where no memory can live.

*colliding mind drowned in fire burning doubful visions.***

scenes flickering loud.

*sureness of questionability form with a secret not shared.***

conviction assured.

*caress the hope of knowknowledge those of life no longer grasped.***

eludes their natural state.

beckoned my attention craved in

blissfull naivety.

bewilderments shadow.

*so opened the gates, rush the guise of life they come.***

*audience honesty, earnestly.***

not for corporeal eyes, the door turns slight shift right.

through the gate comes knowing.

a man in sickness battles pain from lost loved ones divide.

of fate no inkling rises.

inside my eyes she rose, words of love, light, wellness flowed.

step aside the deluge comes.

deep dawning of sun, relief drawn, etched in his face resting.

deliver the mystery revealed.

not of this world flow continues, words come when bidden.

all from God ever present.

change runs rough shod, my living mind spins, flips.

just a phone booth...step aside...

relax...

Author Notes The veil between this world and the next is thining everyday and time speeds up. See the signs in the world around us. Our advancement sped in the last hundred and twenty years of our evolution and the systematic pull down of our planet.
Nothing I can do is mine. It's God's alone and I am merely a phone booth.

Artwork Instagram

Chapter 12
The Great Wrong

By Lea Tonin1

Inconceivable

Blanket of stupidity

dream a free ukraine

Author Notes Greed the motivator for this thing called war. And the biggest oxymoron is calling it a "Holy war" there's nothing "Holy" about it.

Artwork - Internet

Chapter 13
Who Am I?

By Lea Tonin1

Can you sense the turn beneath your feet?

I am the turn

Can you feel the rain on your face?

I am the rain

Can you smell the air in your lungs?

I am the air

Can you see the forest with your eyes?

I am the forest

Can you touch the ocean with your hands?

I am the ocean

Can you taste the food with your tongue?

I am the food

Can you feel the grass between your toes?

I am the grass

Can you climb the mountains with your legs?

I am the mountains

Can you feel myriad wounds bleeding?

I am the wound

Can you feel the drill of untold holes searing?

I am the holes

Can you feel panic when your lungs are removed?

I am the lungs

Can you feel Earth explosively cracking?

I am the Earth

I am the Earth weeping

Author Notes Our dwindling resources heating plant and over population it's believing in already troubled world.

Chapter 14
Gas lighter

By Lea Tonin1

what is this wrapping sweet chains around my heart

what is this power enveloping who I am

what is this smile and gesture - your gaze of centuries

what is this deliciously locked prison

what is this bewildered disillusionment

what is this scratching deceitful harlequin disguise

what is this crimson granite where my heart once lived

what is this vacuum he left that used to be me

what is love you ask

I really don't know

pain

Author Notes These words are as honest as I can be and based on my experience only. Familial love is conditional in my world. I'm older now but still think it's possible...

Artwork Instagram

Chapter 15
Jisei Poem

By Lea Tonin1

confined my soul

bursts free to frolic

homes gate creates revelry

Author Notes The soul is very confined by the human body and must stretch upon release as it does in our flying dreams.

Chapter 16
Train

By Lea Tonin1

We can't stop the train from rolling

it will roll regardless

it's the road we take

all stutters, all stops

Chapter 17
The first Knowing

By Lea Tonin1

Girl child hot blushes

naivety cries its last

births new womans love

Author Notes From puberty to womanhood how are heart twists and bends the emotions we didn't quite understand.

Chapter 18
Moon Craft

By Lea Tonin1

hypnotist - secret identity revealed in your kaleidescape gaze

ritually you don the cloak seen removed again when the sun flees.

magnificence reigns the observers called to order feverishly languishing .

moon jets cooling the day movement by permission the sun cannot give.

blankets of beauty she drapes on the unsuspecting, sweetly jailed.

bow low our mooncast commands - ride the gift of passion only she can give

Our feminine moon gathers scattered beams casting in circles - armor she wears.

saddle the equine light...another night to gallop comes.

Author Notes Took this picture on a very clear night. I don't get many of those here in Vancouver. Couple days ago there. It was i'm happy to display it.

Chapter 19
Never Be Me....

By Lea Tonin1

Precipice

*And the granite unmasked***

Not my heart in immobility

Injustice

Disguise of righteousness

Not my soul in perpetual quake

Punishment

That which he doled smiling

*My body he forced, never will be....me***

Author Notes Artwork-Instagram

Chapter 20
Turn Key

By Lea Tonin1

bursting rays burn bars

prisoner of pain set free

jet foul famine

exist no more

Author Notes Freedom hard won but not without scars. We learn what not to do...

Artwork Lea Tonin

Chapter 21
Bread Please

By Lea Tonin1

Bereft begs on blood-shredded knees bread, please

Ragged clothes and skeletal arms rattle bread, please

Empty red soil infertile cold fields bread, please

Ask the children with bowed bent backs bread, please

Drowned in the dust is grandma's heart pain bread, please

Pleading victims wars ravenous repast bread, please

Lamenting the winter the soldiers bear hunger bread please

Extoles no virtue starving the masses bread, please

Animal flesh the rotting earth totters bread, please

Savage ending one open hand grasping bread, please

Exiting life children's withered mouth whispers. bread....please.

Author Notes As the earth's natural resources deplete and food becomes sporadic the starving increase and disease runs rampant, We must look to ourselves and rise above all our petty BS and see the world and what's going on here and now.

***Picture by Shutter Stock***

Chapter 22
I Am, You Are

By Lea Tonin1

I am the fall leaf that spins on the branch.

The autumn flower bowing to winter's gaze.

I am the last bird to chase the fleet foot sun.

The final cut of skeptical, loon grass.

You are the silent shriek of winter's gasp,

The tease of time's cryptic temper.

You are the promise of menagerie green.

The progenitor of silver scent melts.

We are the bridge of blended suns rising.

The continuance made it possible.

We are wakers and sleepers of the in-between.

The silent clip of the small hand turning.

Welcome to the newborn summer.

Author Notes Picture by *Trend*

Chapter 23
River Wild

By Lea Tonin1

joy and sadness tangled fate

one came home extremely late

my gleeful sons rods in hand

deceitful river, fish they planned

shifting forest running free

twisting turns among the trees

grinning water spies the meal

two young boys come to heel

laughing, spinning noonday sun

they bait their rods in hopes of fun

jumping floating rock to rock

follows the stream with no dock

fluidic arm grasps the child

muscled water river wild

lost in waves shifting death

a small boy lost, weight and breath

searching, yelling, hoping, praying

darkling dusk a night in making

a silent moan, shifting white

brought my son to my sight.

along the banks amongst the trees

lay my boy who coughed and wheezed

in my arms my son returned

the memory forever burned

love, live in moments they say

So often time just slips away

my sons they grew,

thank god for two

could have been one...

...or none

Chapter 24
Break

By Lea Tonin1

Imitation love

her heart chambers - sadness owns

profound enmity

Author Notes Artwork instagram

Chapter 25
Disguised

By Lea Tonin1

hurricane onslaught

your heartless abducting wind

I am heart and wind

Author Notes When the balance is upset in a couple and the dominant completely absorbs the submissive, the submissive becomes the paper in the wind held hostage by the mood of the captor.

Chapter 26
Trampoline

By Lea Tonin1

trampoline sky

birds bouncing in waves

clouds unfold airy arms

sunbeams dress pine green.

Chapter 27
Spring

By Lea Tonin1

replete

flowers curtsy

blissful

Author Notes Picture Instagram

Chapter 28
The Race

By Lea Tonin1

Mighty

Coho

Race!

Author Notes Picture from google images

Chapter 29
The Great Demise

By Lea Tonin1

Soil shrinks cries then dies

cracklin' earth

planet dims, tongue lolls

Author Notes As our Earth becomes more and more depleted, things like fraction of the earth's crust happens and we get these very fast moving sinkholes that are apparent and unavoidable. All over the world and this is a direct result of sucking underground dry artesian wells. Our Earth is drying up like an old Orange.... We cannot keep taking without pconsequences, eventually we lose everything.

Picture by "IStock"

Chapter 30
The Grass is Greener

By Lea Tonin1

Cars flash in brilliant beams

Computers whir in silent streams

crystalline technology

just the latest thing to see

Surrounded in these sights and sounds

resolve disolves the very ground

buy today and pay next year

The only deal is now my dear

Beware the shiny pretty things

they take from you your home and stings

temptation's next to naked greed

vigilance is all you need

Chapter 31
Invasion

By Lea Tonin1

malevolence flirts eastern deceit

dances with cossacks flashing bright

grandiose entitlement

with imagined greatness

strikes his neighbor down

greed his dark God

injustice

creates

hell

Author Notes Speaks of Putins greed and the needless death of others because of it.

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Quick! Must run! She frowned - Inconveniently remained Child of Mothers gone

spring morning glory loudly shivers while in quiet vine

the army of pumpkins herald the winter to come

night creatures do not belong in the spring light

steals the summer for the pumpkins reign.

draculean teeth, werewolves claw - bullets to wreak havoc.

witches storm with magic breath harvests springs renewal

spring takes the yoke of destruction foreign to its nature.

to battle All Hallows Eve and save the birthing summer.

daring buds burst their pistilin swords

spirits shoot forth crystalline fear tendrils

new season birds pummel vast pumpkin fields

trumpet vines snakes the eyes of pumpkin soldiers.

orange blood declares Halloweens defeat

the supernatural retire, monsters shrink back to den

spring settles commencing its seasons prerogative

summer tiptoes in...

specter of his mind -

Illogical

surety

reigns

Air through your gaze bare and stripped...

Stripped is your heart wounded no care....

Care in your ears for now you take heed....

Heed of that woman elusive as air......

human guise sincerity you feign

mutant teeth lifes blood you drain

victims stance shows night man's there

Creates the dance, the paralytic scare

cold steel your body not eagerly pressed

no movement gained in struggle he's best

surrendered to weakness my killer I eyed

knowing too late sweet undeath he lied

gone was I in the deep vacuum of roaring nothingness.

a place where no memory can live.

colliding mind drowned in fire burning doubful visions.

scenes flickering loud.

sureness of questionability form with a secret not shared.

conviction assured.

caress the hope of knowknowledge those of life no longer grasped.

eludes their natural state.

beckoned my attention craved in

blissfull naivety.

bewilderments shadow.

so opened the gates, rush the guise of life they come.

audience honesty, earnestly.

not for corporeal eyes, the door turns slight shift right.

through the gate comes knowing.

a man in sickness battles pain from lost loved ones divide.

of fate no inkling rises.

inside my eyes she rose, words of love, light, wellness flowed.

step aside the deluge comes.

deep dawning of sun, relief drawn, etched in his face resting.

deliver the mystery revealed.

not of this world flow continues, words come when bidden.

all from God ever present.

change runs rough shod, my living mind spins, flips.

just a phone booth...step aside...

relax...

Inconceivable

Blanket of stupidity

dream a free ukraine

what is this wrapping sweet chains around my heart

what is this power enveloping who I am

We can't stop the train from rolling

it will roll regardless

it's the road we take

all stutters, all stops

hypnotist - secret identity revealed in your kaleidescape gaze

ritually you don the cloak seen removed again when the sun flees.

magnificence reigns the observers called to order feverishly languishing .

moon jets cooling the day movement by permission the sun cannot give.

blankets of beauty she drapes on the unsuspecting, sweetly jailed.

bow low our mooncast commands - ride the gift of passion only she can give

Our feminine moon gathers scattered beams casting in circles - armor she wears.

saddle the equine light...another night to gallop comes.

Precipice

And the granite unmasked

Not my heart in immobility

Injustice

Quick! Must run! She frowned -

Inconveniently remained

Child of Mothers gone

*colliding mind drowned in fire burning doubful visions.***

*sureness of questionability form with a secret not shared.***

*caress the hope of knowknowledge those of life no longer grasped.***

*so opened the gates, rush the guise of life they come.***

*audience honesty, earnestly.***

*And the granite unmasked***

*My body he forced, never will be....me***