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smile under pressure poetry

SMILE UNDER PRESSURE

The smile under pressure
stress cracked and flush
External occurrence
his foundation do crush
Yet, he keeps on smiling
understanding one day
That the workings within him
will destruction allay
Not that these forces
will cease from their quaking
But he will be standing
where nothing is shaking.

Poetry

smile under siege poetry

SMILE UNDER SIEGE

Sorrow for this shell
Giving up and giving in
The afflicter is victor
External assault has found the gate
No guards to repel
The wound is mortal
Heart twisting
Mind poisoning
The lights go out
and the shine fades
Living without life
What remains for this dead man walking?
Dole out what he's received
Deliver others to his abode
with a smile on his face
Misery loves company.

smile

WIND AND WAVES

As a stone sent skipping
Spanked at every crest
Til ass and attitude are chapped
Then sinking in the depths
to heal

Pressure

EYE WIDE OPEN

    Eye wide open gets more light
    Not to mention, better sight
     So when one finds at forms they're squinting
    Take heed to what this condition is hinting
The status quo outgrown, a myopic perception
open wide and see the new direction.

©Dale Wicks

Wind
waves

BURIED

Giving in to the pull of the sensual
Unconcerned with the source of the drive
Thinking what can it hurt
So much passion for earth
Til you find yourself buried alive

© Dale Wicks

Good News

Passing over us, Hovering over us
waiting for our activation.
Working with the wisdom and understanding
of the One who said "let there be light".

Keisha mah

Echoes down our sacred halls
tenderly and lovingly this voice calls

Return to me

you've gone into Babylon many times
entered captivity, placed in subjection
bruised and broken .. this time is over.

Now captivity is taken captive
we are set free by our souls
greatest desire... to rise.

Speak the words
Keisha Mah

you have seen my wounds
Now you will see my healing.

~Dale~

My Friends

Happening on the earth
do not look at it.
But rise to the heights
see who you really are.
Do not be terrified, have joy
release your connections and weights
This is not the beginning of the end
But a return to innocence.

Hekoya Ho!

~Dale~

RETURNING

Shakona hoy mah aina
Many lifetimes has one walked
now in the culmination
and in the gathering of our tribes
They return riding great horses
in the healing and restoration
of all that lay broken
and one flies with them.
Shekum hey laho
We dance together in the hall
of the Great Spirit.
hela mah cahina
blessings on those who run
with the buffalo finding
peace thru the plains of time.

~Dale~

Morning Reflection

Meshae shemah mey amo
Morning you greet
in sparkles of light
trees give devotion
reaching ever upward
and the birds,
birds of all kinds
they talk of you
they sing to you
in their own tongue
all in a harmony
nature as one
while smiling from
the porch a grateful
soul breathes out
a whisper of his own
mah Chia Eyahe.

~Dale~

No Easy Way to Say it

At first hearing bold reports can seem quite a lark
confirmation will follow, then within you will hark.
Some will be nodding as they read oer these lines
for they're aware of the passing, these are the end times.

Open your heart, Open your hand
look at the hourglass as it runs out of sand.
Brief sorrow of the temporal in the coming infusion
as we all bid adieu to this grand illusion.

~Dale~

Remember

For the ear that hears;
Remember .. who you are
that you have traveled far
across the sands of time
may this come to mind.
Walk thru the mist and find.
This is your unveiling
reconnect with what went sailing.
see the walls around you fading.
Don't be concerned or grasp at ego
just be at peace...release .. let go.

~Dale~

About Kissing

We have in time beheld objects of affection
and drew these near to hold and kiss
Some tasted of salt, some were sweet
while others grew bitter or sour.

Now leaving time we come to kiss the sun
which burns a bit, but warms and enlightens
what was hidden is revealed, shadows no more,
to suit the needs of this last measured hour.

~Dale~

Return to Me

Creating in separate state
Shadows in dualism shake
Spirit helpers come
to reconnect, to make one
Return to me
echoes the inner chamber
delusion and fantasy are over
collect yourselves in healing
fear not, fight not, trust the feeling.
Return to me

~Dale~

Buried

LOVE BLAST

The trumpet sounds
those who sleep
( in formalism )
and the dead
( by division )
Awaken and stand up
Stretch and Embrace
the brightness of this rising
Shaking off Vestiges
boldly moving forward
in anticipation
and palpable excitement
of the moment that is now.

~Dale~

Belief a Door, Knowing a Room

Belief is a door,
A way we often stand in
and freeze.
Perhaps bricks
are blocking passage.
In due season dissolved
by release and grace
So path to room
may be passed into unimpeded
For knowing is the room,
no ruler could truly measure
so vast and sure
all that is
can without stress
be contained.

~Dale~

To Clarify
Time on a line arcs into one moment
Space converges into here without there
Return, Come, calls to higher plain
pass thru the mist into knowing
for the tune activates, the path accelerates
as we climb our spiral staircase
no longer standing at the gates
mounting steeds riding hard and free
we enter as veil erodes, Chakras explode
Our blockage dunes of sand blown, illumination glows
as we remember in glorious unfolding
WHO WE REALLY ARE

~Dale~

Culmination

Meet me in the place where two souls collide
for we were one, Then cut from the same cloth.
The pattern image scissored has grown worn
Stained and damaged, this will not be repaired
but put off as we return to the being
Spirits of Light, our heritage and inheritance.
So tho there will be a brief mourning
as what was thought to be true passes
Ultimately put aside with joy in peace
in recognition of Love and Truth is what you are.

~Dale~

With Love

Release the focus on projected image
Mind and heart that embrace current form
for the shaking is coming, see it is here
Within find the light, lest you be swallowed by fear.

Open third eye, be grounding in The Spirit
Do not scoff at these words, may grace help you hear it.
Change is coming, cut all of your tethers
exchange worldly hands for eagle feathers.

Dualism fading, perceived separation, the shadows of night
for the flood waters come, so don't be holding on tight.
Be carried in the stream, know you're with The Eternal
may you stand open in One Love and be free of all infernal.

~Dale~

The Eagle Spirit soars
twixt heaven and earth
spies out the riders who come
on mighty steeds, to repay misdeeds
and claim their heritage.

The White horses rear
coming to life in light
expansive fields of Love surround
Sprouting wings flying high in the sky
remembering from whence they have come.

~Dale~

Magic
sorcerer conjures an image
perhaps to play the role of adversary
produce fear and feed, or an alloy
making something to be desired
to again feed upon lust or greed.
Sleeping magician forever playing roles
protagonist, antagonist, slave, observer
While the alchemist turns base to gold.

~Dale~

Lightning Rods

There was a time in oblivious revelry
fun was poked, an attempt to choke
away the soul sign, to leave it behind.
Now lightning flashes upon your waters
upon all the sons and daughters
feeling electric, receiving the charge
what begins with a spark, will soon blaze
so large.

~Dale~

NOW

Lightning flashes from the east like rising sun
sparks of divine illumination shower on everyone.
Don't think can't be happening or wait a minute
cause the great fire is kindled and my dears we are it.
Pillars of smoke as internal wetness is dried
you may feel fear, or let out gasps in surprise
But the more knowing flashes thru we'll all realize
we're not separate on earth, we're all one with the skies.

~Dale~

Trinity

The only sure thing is Love
and in this Love there is Truth
and in this Truth there is Peace

~Dale~

Vision

Standing upon the mount
lone sojourner sings.
Chanting to the ancient
in native tongue.
Walking without moving,
running yet standing still.
From above winged pyramid
transparent but for lines
with an eye in the apex
swoops low to listen.
The singer continues
flowing in Spirit,
speaking in Spirit.
When from the Eye lightning
shoots forth all around
and into the lone soul
bursts emanate out
of great energy
as he with every exhale
becomes a white bird
spiraling into his source.

~Dale~

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