Collective Tapestry 5

Collective Tapestry 5

I words that are simple fr the brigade of taste.
 Takes you away through both time & space
 We learn to embrace each an every step of the way
 Words that could uplift & heal;
 Here are a few of such delicate pieces:

 Collective Tapestry 5


 A Taste Of Joy

 onto a barren flask
 a brand new task
 falling emblems on the floor
 a cry for more

 at the impulse of it's joy
 calling the leaves out onto it's ploy
 look deep inside your swell
 a taste of joy,

 cleave to the honor of each impulse
 in my decayed frame
 let me be the first to explain;
 a highway with wheels of transformation

 the less that you give you have more for the taken
 wandering
 wandering
 in a field of folly
 the wanting
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 A Soft Surprise

 pull back the blanket from your hidden eyes
 a soft surprise
 the tongue of the innocent
 in memory of an order

 the shelter
 in social disorder
 the flames of love's conquest
 no shoulder to cry

 the faint of the butterfly
 time well spent in thought
 the elapse of time stands alive
 creatures, features & soft feathers

 strong dreams forever
 no matter what the weather
 it gets better
 under the pulse of the hidden vein


 ................................... ................................... ................................... ..

 Rule The World

 onto each episode
 let the truth be told
 love sparks the flame
 let me be the first to explain

 many there be want to rule the world
 to elevate faced to contemplate
 turned to fate
 make no mistake

 lines being drawn in the sand
 when to understand
 violent eyes of poetry

 ................................... ................................... ................................... ............
 Memory Of The Moment

 in the hour of death
 I must clearly confess
 life is but a test
 you'd be wise to look west

 onto the vergence of the sea
 life is but a mystery
 falling Elms in the trees
 the mountain top peak

 shared through the memory of the moment

 ................................... ................................... ................................... ..............

 Visions

 hunger for longing
 of heaven's desire
 come quikly to the plains
 herald to the visions

 left under the bridge
 listen deep to the words
 quaint visions from the sky
 a faithful passerby

 cling free to the eye
 the tender longing
 the ambush of togetherness
 ceiled with a kiss

 visions in my mind
 ................................... ................................... ................................... ..................

 In The Days Of Old

 in the days of old
 let the truth be told
 a king would dwell
 outside it's forbidden swell

 the throne would behold
 of kings and queens
 the summer breeze
 cadence through the trees

 A Bob Ross portrait
 composed of bells and rings
 stand below the fire
 a quaint vested desire

 with words of parting quest
 life is but a test
 to enter into its rest
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 Sunset Superman

 the plagues through the flames
 the mentally insane
 the Sunset Superman
 the thought of yes we can

 through barren days of gold
 let the truth be told
 Ronnie James Dio would unfold
 through eyes of flames

 who are we to blame
 the song remains the same
 he lurks over heavy bounds
 with emmense sounds

 over the hills and far away
 a shadowy figure awaits
 to help summon a parting passing few
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