viveleroi0's thread of endless ramblings

[viveleroi0]

Tomorrow

I cherish the experience of night-life in my city.
It’s a visual representation of the future;
For we may not see events past the boundaries of light;
Yet still we gaze blindly into the undrawn tomorrow.

We’re astounded by the infinite possibilities,
Apparent in outcomes derived from choices made today, -
Which may have unforseen implications on the future.
Why then, be not timid in the blank face of the unknown?

Experiences gained from discoveries made yesterday,
Become healthier answers for questions asked tomorrow.
This chain of knowledge may simply lead into nothingness,
Maybe not. Yet the path of learning has but one price to pay:

Failing to find your personal joys,
Leaves you unhappy until the dire end.



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A Dream

Joy is the harmony which appears,
From leaves roused from a gentle breeze.
Contentment is the warmth that rises,
From the sun soothing husks of wheat.
Sadness is the somber gloominess,
From clouds hung low about to weep.
Nature is a show hard to picture,
Being anything but a dream.

[QuasiMojo]

This is top-notch stuff

[Angel]

This is not ramblings....it's talent.
Great work. I hope to see more.

[viveleroi0]

"The Purest Gift"

About My Child, A Christmas '03 Baby


If ever I lived solely by the
Ticks of the hands of a clock,
I regret those times.
If ever I acted against truth
Believing in false values,
I regret those times.

Yet the beating of your heart
Is now the hand which leads me
Effortlessly through time.
Awareness of your presence
Gives me the strength to journey
Effortlessly through time.

I will teach what you must learn,
You will teach what I've forgotten,
Thus becomes our special bond.
You'll remember from tomorrow on,
I will remember events of today,
Thus becomes our special bond.

As once I was to my Mother,
You shall be meaning in my life,
As the purest gift from God.
As you are a gift of meaning,
I live to give that gift again,
As the purest gift from God.

[viveleroi0]

"Lesson Silence Teaches"


Late one evening I sat with God,
Amidst the silence of the lake.

Drifting in the stillness with
Not a sound to be heard, -
Relaxing in the coolness of
The winters evening air, -
My heartbeat became a whisper,
Loud as the footsteps of a giant.

I knew I had a thousand questions,
To which I've always sought the answers.
I scavenged through a blank mind
Trying to remember what to ask.
I became upset and colder with
My lack of memory in the moment, -
Beside myself with doubt and fear,
I trembled to recall my questions.
My entire life I searched for meaning,
I could not let it slip away.

Yet once again I felt content,
Although nothing at all was said.
But simply, I looked at God in silence
And He quietly looked back at me.

Late one evening I sat with God
Amidst the silence of the lake.
I was content with all my questions,
Because I already knew his answer.

[Angel]

These are absolutely stunning to me!
I draw in my breath and hold it for a moment while I let the words flow through my system.
Thank you for sharing, I hope you post many, many more.

[viveleroi0]

I am infinitely pleased by your comments!

[viveleroi0]

I am preparing a booklet of my recent work for my wedding next August. If you'd like a copy I'd be more than happy to share it with you.

[viveleroi0]

"The Eyes That God Gave"

I've asked the sun what she sees,
As she makes the darkness bright.
I've asked the sky what he sees,
Upon the shoulders of light.
I've asked the moon what he sees,
Keeping watch over us at night.
Yet still there have been no answers,
For only we are blessed with sight.

[viveleroi0]

"Tree"

(about two years old now)

Drowning me in the stormy tide,
Are these raging seas of life.
Tossing, turning, side to side,
Day and night, day and night.

Delivered upon a sandy shore,
To sail the seas no more,
I see at once a lonely tree,
Proudly waving over me.
From out the leaves comes it's will
To keep me safe, to keep me still.

How can I but love the tree,
Who keeps the rain off of me...
Who saves me from the endless sea...
Who faces sunrise, beautifully?

Every day as the world turns,
And the seas ravage the shore,
I am content with my lovely tree,
And I'll never need much more.

[viveleroi0]

"The Hope That Love Is"

I hope that I am patient enough
To warmly accept all types of people.
I dream of a connection, unseen, -
Yet existing, which joins us all.
I imagine caring as exploring
Depths of the links that bind us.

I hope I am intelligent enough,
To effectively live a happy life.
I pray that I am healthy enough,
To utilize my ability to dream.
I dream I am a teacher to others
Of what I will learn today, -
So that they will teach again,
What they will learn tomorrow.

I hope I am honest in my beliefs,
For they define who I am.
I hope I am honest to myself,
For I define my own beliefs.

I live with these dreams,
These prayers, these beliefs,
For they live and grow in the
Hope that love is.

[J.R.V.A.]

Very nice work

[Angel]

I am truly enjoying your work. You dance about many feelings and draw some nice visuals.
Thanks for sharing more...
I'll PM later about the booklet..

[viveleroi0]

My Moment is the Summer Sunset

Pause, and take a deep breath;
for it stirs the warmth inside...
And that comfort flows through you,
Like a river rising above its banks.
If we have the patience to remain
Silent and still for one second,
Then that warmth will bring us
Peace.

That brief pause is just enough,
to see grandeur in everything.
No matter how fast life moves,
No matter how soon time is past,
You may live your entire day
In such a solitary, relaxing,
Breath.

My moment is the summer sunset,
Truthfully, taking but a few minutes.
Yet in my attentive eyes,
Motionless body, and sighing soul,
The day disappears, and calmness
Out-steps it's boundaries to fill
What work too frequently invades:
Serenity.

[viveleroi0]

"Measurement"

A man stood, gazing hopelessly
Into the solid darkness of his
own shadow.
He focused so well that all he saw
Was this despair, this black outline
of himself.
And weeping, he saw nothing there,
As it slowly became his reflection.

Now I, standing aside as I
Am now walking a happier path,
Pause, and look behind myself
At this man engrossed in his
own darkness.
Yet, I do not see what he sees...
I do not see the shadow as
Anything more than it truly is.

Here was a man, unable to see;
His shadow was not a reflection,
But truly a measurement of how tall
He stood in the daylight, and I
Knowing his journey to come,
Turn back to my path, and
The joy in the hardships
That await me.

[viveleroi0]

occasionaly I love doing things on the lighter side. I tend to stray far from structure when I do.

A DOGGY ADVENTURE ON SUNDAY

It's a dismal, dreary, Sunday morning...
My parents lay lifeless beside me.
An early bird is softly heard,
In the gloom beyond the window.

An urge suddenly rushes over me,
I leap to my feet and SCREAM:
"Listen to me: I have to pee!"
Not a single person moves.

We're out and about, horray! Horray!
Sniff this, sniff that, lick this, lick that,
Stop for no reason at all, - delay!
Forget all about going and play!

I have always regarded good decisions
As something to think circularly about.
Once left, twice right, all day, all night.
Then, - aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I may now gallop home, proud that
I, Madison Belle, peed outside.
After being fed, I take over the bed,
And fall fast aaaaaaasssssslllleeeee...p

[Angel]

"Measurement"... Once in a while I read something and all I can do is sit and say "wow" over and over because I am so taken aback by the impact it has on me, the way it settles into my soul...This did that.

And your doggy one was fun!

[viveleroi0]

Measurement is the closest poem I have ever written to my own life... everything I write is about something now or in the future. Measurement was the first true one about my past,

[Angel]

Well my friend, you simply gave it more meaning with that explaination. Truly magnificent!