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Theme for October 2013 - MOTIVES
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Motives by SHENVA
MOTIVES Deftly driven by desire or need, or goad on by ghastly greed, mighty motive the decision makes, pointing to the path one takes. The brave warrior waging action, bold medals are a faction. Wooers proposing on bended knee, lifelong happiness their plea. The emoting actor gives his all,for applause at curtain call. Beware the one who performs the task wearing a smile and a mask. Robbers and thieves prowling night and day,someone's property their prey. Motives, the reasons all deeds are done, under the moon and the sun..
Motives by Linsey Taylor
Motives-
Complex objects…for effect avarice pretext protests progress paychecks, protect, neglect, resurrect rednecks rubbernecks, get sex, shipwrecks. Titanic torque to New York get there sooner for more lucre same ole story grabbin at glory. Gold ring motive too explosive, colossal crash don’t get no cash, not your time, never not mine. Marchin makin mayors take note they gotta deliver or don’t get no vote. Misdirected motives, great mistake, sometimes just on the take. Penicillin cop bacteria shot by meanderin mold, still no cure for common cold. Science sharin not the pact, competin, cheatin (?) holdin back so some corporation gets more whack. While Starbucks (allegedly) avoidin tax. Creep eyed greed gettin more and more stomp small ventures through the floor, jackboots brute em out the door. Hormones, make ya bones motives more unplanned- pinned down, pent up, pay packet in hand spawn fights Sat’day nights and dudevorce, rednecks makin hay, out in force, chicks in the mix dudin and broodin, don’t want their night endin in losin. Rubberneck punter on the take falls in some shark chick’s wake, hotness hypnosis she overlooks flaws for chance to get him in her jaws. Next day dawn, drinkin done, frettin, regrettin, retract attack, senses back, smokin motives all but gone, mostly just movin on....
Motive by Justine
Motive
Her motives weren’t ordinary
Neither objective.
They had more of a full moon momentum
No moral militia
She wanted to throw caution to the upredicatability
Of intent
The motion in motive
Often compelled her
Rattling snake like,
Just below the bones
A visceral rumble
Times, it was silently persistent
Like thoughts
Elaborate in its appetite,
With all her good intent
Emotional hysteria often loomed
Or psychological inertia
She needed Ferocious abandon
An Avant-garde intent
Passion
Desire
Love
These though proved difficult to attain
Instead
She often curled foetus like
In a peace ball
But if you listened closely
You could still here the rumble
The rattle of her motive
© Justine McLaughlin 2013
TRUST by Jason
TRUST BY JASON
He dived in before me
Was he a God?
Was he my Guide?
And he began swimming
In the deep strong waving lake
I walked to the edge
I was frightened as I looked at the unknown lake
Thinking of sharks waiting
Of the lake waiting to
Swallow me whole
I dived in and started to swim
You seeee, I trusted him
My guide who was front crawling with vigour
And when I looked back
I saw the tiny island I used
To live on
TRUST by Pietro Fiorentini
Ode to trust
A resounding voice in our head that tells us not to doubt
A silver lining of what's life about
Trust trust,
Betrayed you were!
Pulling yourself in the land of nowhere
You did just
Yet you feel vulnerable
The warmth of trust has now faded away
And all you have
are your empty hands
Now you feel like a ship
With no sea underneath
And you are left
With just a breeze
But as the sun arises
The earth rumbles
Nature shines
With all it's power and with all it's might!
There she comes!
A smiling face
Like a Phoenix
Fire burns in me
Trust trust,
What a beautiful feeling
Like a bird flying next to that same ship with no sea
underneath it.
Rock n'roll,
Pietro Fiorentini
TRUST by Linsey Taylor
Trust
Is Trust reliance on someone’s word
Triggered by what appears to occur
Is it deep down instinct at first glance
or long time coming, not on chance ?
What is it, what does Trust really mean?
It’s not the same when you’re seventeen
When you’re young, friendships are sealed
Like none when you’re older, holding a shield
Is Trust faith rather that what you know?
Does Trust diminish as knowledge grows?
Do you Trust what scientists say
parallel universes, evolution?
or do you pray for absolution?
Do you Trust somewhere there’s a better place
Is it in other dimensions or outer space?
Do you Trust we’re here now on this earth?
Or is it instead techno rebirth-
As some physicists diagnose
we’re in 2 D, in the cosmos
It’s only light from there to here
in 3 dimensions we appear
and perceive we’re here on this rock
instead we’re in some far flat spot,
3 D on earth- only a scam
Instead it’s all a hologram
So many versions, a whole array
Do those cause Trust to go astray
in this ‘Age of Knowledge’ or so they say ?
Does Trust come easier
when you don’t over think ?
Does that make you more in sync
with traditional Trust -have faith, don’t ask why
you’ll have the answers in the sweet by and by
Is it still human nature or against the grain
to Trust, have faith that we’ll live again?
To Trust fellow travellers through this earth
in times of so much to disconcert?
Are we in a world where Trust is a weakness
Preyed upon by those rapacious and ruthless
Taken down like a Serengeti wildebeest
less able than others to stand on its feet ?
Is Trust in fact a two edged sword
One side can protect us, the other can gore
unless we know who, when, where, how to Trust
have instinct, fate, knowledge not to combust?
Was Trust imbedded in our genes
to bind families, communities, teams
in an early world to help us survive
improve all our lives, meeting our needs
Is Trust key for humanity to succeed?
If it is, who takes heed?
");
Trust
Is Trust reliance on someone’s word
Triggered by what appears to occur
Is it deep down instinct at first glance
or long time coming, not on chance ?
What is it, what does Trust really mean?
It’s not the same when you’re seventeen
When you’re young, friendships are sealed
Like none when you’re older, holding a shield
Is Trust faith rather that what you know?
Does Trust diminish as knowledge grows?
Do you Trust what scientists say
parallel universes, evolution?
or do you pray for absolution?
Do you Trust somewhere there’s a better place
Is it in other dimensions or outer space?
Do you Trust we’re here now on this earth?
Or is it instead techno rebirth-
As some physicists diagnose
we’re in 2 D, in the cosmos
It’s only light from there to here
in 3 dimensions we appear
and perceive we’re here on this rock
instead we’re in some far flat spot,
3 D on earth- only a scam
Instead it’s all a hologram
So many versions, a whole array
Do those cause Trust to go astray
in this ‘Age of Knowledge’ or so they say ?
Does Trust come easier
when you don’t over think ?
Does that make you more in sync
with traditional Trust -have faith, don’t ask why
you’ll have the answers in the sweet by and by
Is it still human nature or against the grain
to Trust, have faith that we’ll live again?
To Trust fellow travellers through this earth
in times of so much to disconcert?
Are we in a world where Trust is a weakness
Preyed upon by those rapacious and ruthless
Taken down like a Serengeti wildebeest
less able than others to stand on its feet ?
Is Trust in fact a two edged sword
One side can protect us, the other can gore
unless we know who, when, where, how to Trust
have instinct, fate, knowledge not to combust?
Was Trust imbedded in our genes
to bind families, communities, teams
in an early world to help us survive
improve all our lives, meeting our needs
Is Trust key for humanity to succeed?
If it is, who takes heed?
Is Trust reliance on someone’s word
Triggered by what appears to occur
Is it deep down instinct at first glance
or long time coming, not on chance ?
What is it, what does Trust really mean?
It’s not the same when you’re seventeen
When you’re young, friendships are sealed
Like none when you’re older, holding a shield
Is Trust faith rather that what you know?
Does Trust diminish as knowledge grows?
Do you Trust what scientists say
parallel universes, evolution?
or do you pray for absolution?
Do you Trust somewhere there’s a better place
Is it in other dimensions or outer space?
Do you Trust we’re here now on this earth?
Or is it instead techno rebirth-
As some physicists diagnose
we’re in 2 D, in the cosmos
It’s only light from there to here
in 3 dimensions we appear
and perceive we’re here on this rock
instead we’re in some far flat spot,
3 D on earth- only a scam
Instead it’s all a hologram
So many versions, a whole array
Do those cause Trust to go astray
in this ‘Age of Knowledge’ or so they say ?
Does Trust come easier
when you don’t over think ?
Does that make you more in sync
with traditional Trust -have faith, don’t ask why
you’ll have the answers in the sweet by and by
Is it still human nature or against the grain
to Trust, have faith that we’ll live again?
To Trust fellow travellers through this earth
in times of so much to disconcert?
Are we in a world where Trust is a weakness
Preyed upon by those rapacious and ruthless
Taken down like a Serengeti wildebeest
less able than others to stand on its feet ?
Is Trust in fact a two edged sword
One side can protect us, the other can gore
unless we know who, when, where, how to Trust
have instinct, fate, knowledge not to combust?
Was Trust imbedded in our genes
to bind families, communities, teams
in an early world to help us survive
improve all our lives, meeting our needs
Is Trust key for humanity to succeed?
If it is, who takes heed?
");
TRUST by Sherva
TRUST
TRUST, THE BEST GIFT TO GIVE OR TO GET.
FREEDOM TO CONFIDE WITHOUT REGRET.
SECRETS ARE SAFE, THEY ARE GUARDED WELL.
WITH A PROPER PROMISE NOT TO TELL.
BLESSED YOU ARE, IF YOU HAVE A TRUE FRIEND.
UNHESITATING TO DEFEND.
TRUST IS FRAGILE, CAN BE BROKEN
REDUCING IT TO A MERE TOKEN.
EXPECT THE BEST, PREPARE FOR THE OTHER.
TEMPORARY SUBSTITUTE, YOUR MOTHER.
TRUST by Maddy
Trust
TRUST
When one utters I trust you
Or do you trust me?
An invisible cord forms
An agreement is established
That binds two souls at the Heart
The cord stays intact creating
Pain if the agreement is not kept
When you realize the concept
Attached to the word trust
Used in the context above
The unnecessary expectations
Imposed upon Another
It would be wise not to utter
No one is perfect and we live
In a complex universe
Where chaos and structure co-exist
If
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Martin Kennedy "Mirror" (second)
reflecting back a knew light engaged
in sight seeing thy soul fly in mists
window so high.
new world the story in portrait shape
looking back looking in at the reflecting
king.
colours of this rainbow a wash with gold
shining eyes peering out sing and shout
for the untamed mirror clearer now
for it sees summers sun cleaning
house.
in sight seeing thy soul fly in mists
window so high.
new world the story in portrait shape
looking back looking in at the reflecting
king.
colours of this rainbow a wash with gold
shining eyes peering out sing and shout
for the untamed mirror clearer now
for it sees summers sun cleaning
house.
Tags: zzPoet Martin Kennedy
Mirror by Justine
You’re My Mirror
Telling lies, that I’m okay
No conscience
Exact, I think,
Always reflective
Of the outside
Only in segments
Portions,
In Stages 123
Unless in full length
The cracked mirrors
More revealing
More accurate
Maybe,
Like a rippled lake
Trying to show
More depth
Mirrored,
No warmth,
Cold and hard
You’re shallow, flat
A copycat
You stare at
Off white walls
Magnolia,
Chip wood
And doors
All sorts
Hallways and stairs
Sometimes you catch me
In passing
In reflection
I see you,
I smile and
You smile back
I cry and
You reply
Simultaneously,
With tears
I bleed and
You copy
I laugh, but its
Not funny
I’m only laughing
on the outside
But you don’t know that
Cos your
Only a mirror
You don’t have ears
But you hear everything,
You’re not nosey
Just very aware,
One-dimensional.
You take the stance
Of face value
Cold,
Smooth,
You have
No other option,
You don’t smell
Or record
You’re just a voyeur
Your taste is of
The moment
The seconds
The minute
No record
No memory
Only the present
No worries
But you have
Something special
Like a cat,
You can see
In the dark
Justine McLaughlin
Telling lies, that I’m okay
No conscience
Exact, I think,
Always reflective
Of the outside
Only in segments
Portions,
In Stages 123
Unless in full length
The cracked mirrors
More revealing
More accurate
Maybe,
Like a rippled lake
Trying to show
More depth
Mirrored,
No warmth,
Cold and hard
You’re shallow, flat
A copycat
You stare at
Off white walls
Magnolia,
Chip wood
And doors
All sorts
Hallways and stairs
Sometimes you catch me
In passing
In reflection
I see you,
I smile and
You smile back
I cry and
You reply
Simultaneously,
With tears
I bleed and
You copy
I laugh, but its
Not funny
I’m only laughing
on the outside
But you don’t know that
Cos your
Only a mirror
You don’t have ears
But you hear everything,
You’re not nosey
Just very aware,
One-dimensional.
You take the stance
Of face value
Cold,
Smooth,
You have
No other option,
You don’t smell
Or record
You’re just a voyeur
Your taste is of
The moment
The seconds
The minute
No record
No memory
Only the present
No worries
But you have
Something special
Like a cat,
You can see
In the dark
Justine McLaughlin
Tags: Mirror, zzPoet Justine McLaughlin
Mirror By Martin Kennedy
reflecting back images of chance
enhancing light space and view
looking through windows blue glass
seeing two glancing new
flying flight dancing through reflection
within the sand crystal clue cosmic
glue climb on through to the next space
spying eyes shooting skys light
taking flight seeing a refective view
its breaking in opening thy door to
next worlds. a shore line of skipping rainbows
souls die and joy of living again so romancing
oh fires joyous toy sitting up on a wall
saying i'm the prettiest of them all
call an' see me reflected on thy waterfall
renewing yesterdays call.
enhancing light space and view
looking through windows blue glass
seeing two glancing new
flying flight dancing through reflection
within the sand crystal clue cosmic
glue climb on through to the next space
spying eyes shooting skys light
taking flight seeing a refective view
its breaking in opening thy door to
next worlds. a shore line of skipping rainbows
souls die and joy of living again so romancing
oh fires joyous toy sitting up on a wall
saying i'm the prettiest of them all
call an' see me reflected on thy waterfall
renewing yesterdays call.
Tags: Mirror, zzPoet Martin Kennedy
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