Collaborations

Higher Love (Collaboration)

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A collaboration between me and the ultra talented Kim from the blog Peace, Love and Patchouli

As her blog name suggests, she spreads peace and love wherever her mind travels. If you haven’t already joined the journey she has embarked on, I suggest you do; you wont be disappointed 🙂 . You can find the link to her blog here

 

Slipping through,

Behind me I sense you

A daily taunt, a tease…

As the tides rise at your command

I watch smitten…

 

When today decides to marry

A new day, a dark veil descends

I relay, rather, reflect

The best you choose to give

The light, from your form

Brings me to their attention

Hides my darkness

As I orbit around their home…

 

I wake from a moving slumber

Feeling your cold cool loveliness caress

As you cover me like a glowing glove

My blush rises from behind

Radiating the warmth

As I burn through this space

Glancing as I watch you

Proud and silently slipping away….

 

… Slipping away,

Or so it seems, to them

For departing, means arriving

On the opposite side

Of this terrestrial plain

Time consciousness on infinity,

Never missing a beat, consistently

Gracing us with that light you,

In the simplest form,

Shine persistently.

 

I wait for you

Like a reflection in the mirror

I know you are there

Essences of my favorite shades,

We work the line

Invisible and steady

Knowing the cord reaches unseen

I am tied to you

And you to me

Eternally.

 

– Peace, Love and Patchouli & Original-Dante ©2017

 

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Poets For Peace.

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My contribution to a collaborative poem for the #PoetsForPeace collaboration

You can add your contributions here

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Who better to bear the baton

Than us, the peace-makers,

Champions of the ink-slinging

And masters of penmanship.

 

Who better,

To make the world aware of its decline

Than us, rather me

An individual who’s always

Deep in internal conflict

Seeking endless betterment of the self.

 

Is it wrong of me

To say i’m sick of the pointless killings?

So they can’t prove their point

Through verbal means;

Does that equate a gun

As the best alternative?

 

Weakness doesn’t begin to describe

The flaw in that rationale;

As an advocate for light i’m ashamed

To call myself human.

 

Surely, you realize

Our enemy lies elsewhere

Yet all we do

Is kill each other before

We face the real threat that lies

In the darkest recesses of the abyss.

 

I’m not arrogant,

But i’m not entirely humble either;

To topple the enemy that

Threatens the very existence

Of the human race turning a blind eye

Is leagues away from the solution .

 

I refuse to wait before the weak-willed

Who deem themselves powerful

Push to establish their power motives

At the expense of human lives

While I wait for a change of heart.

 

No, to hell with that,

I  will channel all I have ,

Ink and all, to the center

Of their consciousness through

A plethora of penned lines

Exorcising the demons that reign

Over their hearts.

 

– Original-Dante ©2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peace (Original-Dante & ForgottenMeadows)

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Neha from ForgottenMeadows and I have decided to do a collective of collaborations each month, for the next five months. This collaboration is the fourth of five, and our title this time around was Peace. If you’re interested in reading our previous collaborations in this project, you can find them in the following links:

 

Words

Emptiness

Perhaps

 

If you haven’t checked out Neha’s blog already I suggest you do,😀 like now! She graces WordPress with poetry for the soul, check her out, I promise you won’t be disappointed. Here’s a link to her blog ForgottenMeadows .

 

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My section is in this colour

Neha’s section is in this colour

 

A medium

That best magnifies

A piece of my mind

To give me peace of mind,

Hand me the pen

And cue the white dove,

No pre-determined formula

Nor appraisal for the zen

We search for everyday.

 

But when luck has it

And light seeps

From this vessel,

The result of being

An advocate for light,

Touching souls

On being able to relate,

On ups and downs;

No greater euphoria.

 

When all is said and done

Granting peace to others

Far supersedes

My endless search

For inner peace.

 

Peace was born

in the eye of the storm

when time stood still

 

Peace was held

without expectations, without condemnations

without the dollar bill

 

Peace was yours

Peace was mine

Peace was free

 

Peace was found in quiet contemplations

in heart’s whispers

amidst the silence of trees

 

I searched for peace

in nature’s soul

to be whole

to find me.

 

– Original-Dante & ForgottenMeadows ©2016

Perhaps (Original-Dante & ForgottenMeadows)

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Neha from ForgottenMeadows and I have decided to do a collective of collaborations each month, for the next five months. This collaboration is the third of five, and our title this time around was Perhaps. If you’re interested in reading our previous collaborations in this project, you can find them in the following links:

 

Words

Emptiness

 

If you haven’t checked out Neha’s blog already I suggest you do, 😀 like now! She graces WordPress with poetry for the soul, check her out, I promise you won’t be disappointed. Here’s a link to her blog ForgottenMeadows

 

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My section is in this colour

Neha’s section is in this colour

 

Perhaps

My doormat of a heart

Has been stomped on enough.

 

Perhaps

If I change

Circumstances will follow suit;

Fate covering all those gaps

That have denied me closure.

 

Perhaps

If I look closer

At who I am, and what I do

I won’t have to choose

Between being myself;

And pleasing you.

 

Perhaps

If I kneel down and pray

All will go away.

 

Perhaps 

one day

behind the cloud 

hiding the moon

I will find 

my faded dreams

my long lost tune

of my soul

 

Perhaps

in the clarity 

of the clear skies

I will stop 

the lies

I say to my heart

– Original-Dante & ForgottenMeadows ©2016

While You Were Away (Collaboration)

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My contribution to a collaborative poem by Neha from the blog, ForgottenMeadows

You can find the entire collaboration here

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Visited pockets of myself

That I often neglect

Sorrow, tears,

Anger, Regret

Pieces of Michael’s set

An entire conglomerate

At any rate,

I’m inclined to rewind

So you take witness, of what it took,

For me to be here,

The pre-requisite grind

… While you were away

 

– Original-Dante ©2016

 

 

Words (ForgottenMeadows & Original-Dante)

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Neha from ForgottenMeadows and I have decided to do a collective of collaborations each month, for the next five months. This collaboration is the second of five, and our topic this time around was Words. If you’re interested in reading  the first poem, you can find it here.

Neha’s a really good friend of mine and one of the most supportive people I’ve met on WordPress. If you haven’t checked out her blog already I suggest you do; through her amazing poetry there’s always something new to learn, and you get to look at life and nature in a different (but definitely good) way. Our third piece will be coming soon!

 

Neha’s sections are in this colour.

My sections are in this colour.

 

I pray

That you don’t fall prey

To the mind

Of conscious thoughts

Without a conscience

 

I pray

That you hear your heart

Beating right here

Inside you.

 

I pray

That in this words play

You stay a while

And listen.

 

You can place a phrase here

Or a word there

Rather, anywhere

You so gracefully choose

 

The words play 

To your selected tune,

Thought conveyance

Made tangible

So like-minds

Can explore, and find

Your feelings and deeper meanings.

 

Through a few words

A verse can turn

From absurd

To superb, In turn

Shape-shifting perception

And the reader’s reality.

 

A whole new playground

Of letters illustrating

Mental calisthenics

Rendering doubt defunct,

An unparalleled transcendence

In knowledge,

Of the self.

 

– Original-Dante & ForgottenMeadows ©2015

Emptiness (ForgottenMeadows & Original-Dante)

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My good friend Neha from ForgottenMeadows and I have decided to do a collective of collaborations each month, for the next five months. This collaboration was the first of five, and our topic this time around was Emptiness. If you’re looking for a poet who spreads poetry filled with hope, inspiration and a plethora of other emotions we face in our day-to-day lives I suggest you go and check out her blog, as she provides plenty of really good poetry. (p.s. tell her I sent you 😉 )

 

My sections are in this colour

Neha’s sections are in this colour

 

What else do I look for

When I don’t even know

What else to look for?

 

I have many missing

Pieces and parts

Is it all for naught?

 

Constantly searching,

Yet I haven’t even

Found myself.

 

In between the empty spaces,

I sometimes hide,

the obscure tangent thoughts,

that always find,

me.

 

They fail all logic,

but haunt

my day and night

like an infinite black hole,

they consume

my mind.

 

In between the empty spaces,

I sometimes hide

the obscure tangent thoughts,

that always find,

me.

 

– Original-Dante & ForgottenMeadows

Thoughts From The Blender (Brett Fish & Original-Dante)

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My contribution to the collaboration with Brett Fish Anderson, a good friend and Champion of the ink-a-thon. Please go to this link to see his contribution: Irresistibly Fish

 

Difference brews perspectives,

Perspectives supply ideas,

Ideas bring about innovation,

Etcetera, Etcetera,

An intertwined supply line

The list goes on.

 

Not one thing, is more dominant

Than the other,

Would we still call it a rainbow,

If all it had was a single shade,

Would it still look as majestic?

 

Who are we, to say we are different?

A fear of the unknown

Yet we deem ourselves the known.

Pitching red flags

On that which we’ve never seen

Or taken time to experience.

 

Hopes from the blender,

Amount to unity

and the erasure of ever-surfacing

Earthly demarcations

Through a plethora

Of penned lines.

 

-Dante

 

#NoToRacism

 

Seasons Of Light (Mae & Original-Dante)

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A collaborative poem with the ultra-talented Mae, you can find more of her poetry here: @lilacsnow

 

My sections are in this colour. 

Her sections are in this colour.

 

*SUMMER

The sun shines brightly

Such divine grace

Seen and felt

Through the heat

 

Hard to ignore

With glistening skin

Squinting to catch a glimpse

Of the massive mana dropper

For the greenery

A sight for sore eyes.

 

*AUTUMN

She calls herself

Autumn, with her

Ripe cherry lips and

Kisses that taste

Of dark, exotic honey.

 

Every year she arrives

In her gown

Of see-through amber

Her soft voluptuous hips

Swaying slowly

In the light.

 

*WINTER

Beneath a sky

The colour of grief

The air is heavy

With silent light

The birds, you see,

Have fallen silent

Their songs

Lie bleeding

In fresh fallen snow.

 

*SPRING

Rejuvenation,

Colours spring about

Rainbows within rainbows

A direct revearsal

To the achromatic       

The last seasoned model

To the ultimate ending

If not, the beginning.

 

-Mae & Dante