October 24, 2005
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"The Girl In Dreams"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
© April 17, 1990 11:45 a.m.
If only I could meet the girl in dreams
I'd feel ecstatic, life would meet bold schemes.
A trifle nervous, heart a beating quick
I'd glimpse that face and mem'ry's glance
would stick,
The situation's not always what it seems,
And I have never
met
the girl in dreams.
If only life would sketch the girl in dreams
My love would quicken, light within me beams
A tender moment, then my heart explodes
I feel within a tender touch the
Power bodes
Imagination fills thought with reams & reams
And I have never
met
the girl in dreams
I dreamt last night of you without a face
The girl in dreams acquires a soft erase
Come to me, let me look into your eyes,
Cause there the power of the
cosmos lies.
Only this absence of your power deems
That through you I
finally meet
The girl in dreams.
"The Wild Horse Rides Away"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
© March 20, 1992 3:00 p.m. (a Pat Poem)
The feelings pour out of me
As does the rain from the sky
I don't want to feel I've lost you completely
Reason galloped hard into an empty field
And you left me alone
I never tried to tame you. I like
the wildness in your spirit
I never tried to take the upper hand
I never really thought I'd
fall in love again
And I never thought it would be
With you.
As soon as you corralled me
You left me and rode away
I'm here in the corral
Waiting for your return.
But I know the wild horse
never looks back
And I guess you can't tell me
how you feel.
Feelings run deep.
You always said that
My feelings are in the mud at
your feet
Washing away
"State of the State of Confusion"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
© May 23, 1999 5:01 P.M. pdt
Sometimes I'm reigning in the State of Confusion,
Ranting and railing toward a modicum of fusion,
A little like a hobo knowing no diffusion,
And never knowing no confusion like delusion.
Annoint a special committe to invent a new disease
Appoint all innocence for an eternity of fear,
And fear not, friend, for all eternity lasts long,
And like a hobo knowing nothing knows no wrong.
I'm winning the election in the State of My Confusion
Even if the polls show that I'm losing.
I ramble on in innocence,
And knowing nothing matters hence,
A state of grace,
Confusion place,
The fifty first state of stasis
Grief
Relief.
"InMyRoom2/6/00"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
© February 6 , 2000 10:28 a.m. pst
We are spinning,
revolving,
recording life in our heads.
Evolving,
Streaming,
A lifetime of possibilities residing in memory forever.
The present and the future collide with a thunder,
And my hands do not look the same anymore.
I reach out,
I get messages,
I watch the movie of life as it unspools.
Words which repeated themselves years ago
Land upon my doorstep with wagging tales.
Emotions I thought I had tucked away in a mind-drawer
Cry out for sustenance.
A year is a day is a moment, I said again and again,
And I don't like repetition in my work.
We go on
We drone and sanctify,
reliving past exercises in hopefulness.
Tomorrow is another day,
I open the window of my soul to circumstance.
Shout out to the back door,
Come around in front,
Leave the light on and lay down beside me in my room.
I am searching for a purpose,
spinning,
revolving,
evolving,
streaming,
seeming like forever is right around the cornerstone of reality,
And I welcome her like I never did in the past,
Because forever seemed so far away.
We are running into each other in some close time,
Entering a precipice of purpose.
And jumping off without a care or a regret,
Knowing that the spinning bodies will land not only on their feet,
But will be propped up with love and understanding.rstanding
"Callioscopic Memories Play Tricks in Time"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
© July 13th, 2003 5:58 p.m. pdt
The circus came to town, in other towns.
The candy cane cacophany of other plans and other happinesses
The lumbering elephant of danger stepping on the toes of propriety
The laughing eyes of laughing clowns caring not for proper etiquette,
And the ringmaster,
Announcing apocalypse as if it were a media sensation.
The circus tents rose large among the buildings of the town
Another town, in memory, another age, another time.
The rusty wheels of circumstance turn heavy on the soul,
And those damn laughing clowns wouldn't go away.
The carny folk had frowns behind their laughter,
And the tents had to fold, as the money got scarce,
The bottle wouldn't cease to fall again and again...
And the clowns.
That damn clown with the funny feet and the laugh.
The circus left and the memories linger
A busted balloon and an upturned middle finger
What lessons to learn from the bright floppy clowns?
Did the mayor learn lessons when the circus left town?
The loud dissonant voices yelling about love and doubt
The circus' round brilliance gave up and about
I called to the ringmaster, or was it a shout.
And the circus came to town,
But it was other towns,
So long ago in memory
That I don't remember it at all.
But that clown was still laughing at me.
BEHIND THE POETRY: These are all relatively recent poems, and my records show that this should be the first time I am featuring them on this blog. The first, and oldest was written in 1990, and elaborates on my "Girl In Dreams" subject, which has appeared in many poems throughout the years. This is a rhyming poem, and includes a bit of "poetic license", rhyming "face" with "a soft erase" where the word "erase" is not a noun, but is used as one in this poem. "The Wild Horse" is a "Pat Poem" written for Pat when I lived with her. It is a companion piece to the poem, "The White Horse Breaks Free" also written in 1992. I might have posted this here before but it is not in my records that I have done so. "State of Confusion" is one of the many poems written right before the Millennium, written in 1999, as was "InMyRoom" written the next year. I knew something terrible was going to happen with the Millennium, but it wasn't going to be "Y2K" as predicted. It turned out to be 9/11 in 2001. My own favorite lines from "InMyRoom" use "personification" and are : "Words which repeated themselves years ago : Land upon my doorstep with wagging tales." The last poem, "Callioscopic Memories" was always a hit when I posted it on Yahoo Poetry Groups. Seems there are a lot of folks who are afraid of clowns. The event recounted in the poem, however, which occupies merely one line: "The bottle wouldn't cease to fall again and again..." alludes to one of those "Midway games" on which I was suckered when a child. I've pared down the number of poems I'm presenting, to five from eight or nine. MFN 10/24
Comments (21)
I really liked the Girl in Dreams and In My Room .
" The situation's not always what it seems, And I have never met the girl in dreams" -
You painted a lot of feelings up here today Mike! On mine, I loved 'The Maypole Dance'! Oh and before I forget ryc: leave the green man, I appreaciate the sentiment but, =) Every one of my kids has been concieved around that date, so... I would rather not partake of that fesival at all! ::kniW:: Something about myself and that date, and a mate. Whew, I've done enough! =)I love the history of that festival but as for me? I'm ripping that month out of my calendar! ~*Thanks for what you said on mine too. I will remember to wish you a happy birthday then as well, mine is a tad before yours. Should have figured you for a Taurus! ~*Okay, the poetry at hand, #1 reminded me of Richard Bach in Bridge Across Forever in a way, searching for the perfect woman, never being able to see her face. "acquires a soft erase" the two lines ending with this. Liked that one a lot! #2 That one is sad. The way she corrals you then rides away? Written from pain and confusion perhaps? Liked it a lot #3 Sharp funny humor Loved that one, especialy this line "Im winning the election in the State of My Confusion Even if the polls show that I'm losing." Great piece! I'm torn now between this and 'Wild Horse'. #4 I liked too, 'like thunder', or 'wagging tales' Another great piece Mike #5 Well written as well. I'm going for 'Wild Horse' and 'The Maypole Dance' that you put on mine as my favorites. The full moon poem? Yes, glad you ended it with 'someday hasnt happened yet' You have a lot of colors in your paintbox Mike. I varied diversity you put up here to share with us. You are talented thats for sure. Okay, I am writing on and on here and I've a lot to do. Hope your monday is happy! Thanks for sharing these with us. ~Namaste, T.L.
hey mike, as usual your poetry is great. I deleted your comment from today, i wrote it on my protected and u spoke about it in my public . That is the only reason..... have a great day sweetie
love these poems as usual... but what i'd love to see is something brand new! something that is running in your brain right now! :love:
dont even worry about it. i knew that had to be the case... have a great day
Good poems!! RYC: I said this event happened once. My friend doesn't slosh beers (this one time she had too much, but this only occured once with me, that was why it was a bad experience). She is a great friend!!!
RYC: Mike? Bambi???? You called me Bambi on the comment you wrote to me. I didn't catch it but my girlfriend did! =) Not Bambi unless you want me to call you Mic... and I am laughing about it okay? No offense taken so don't feel bad... just .. not Bambi okay? ::kniW:: ~Namaste, T.L. ([whispers]To my friends.. Barbi, like Barbie without the 'e')
Those are really good!
You captured the circus in your poem, Callioscopic Memories Play Tricks in Time. I like Girl in My Dreams.
In My Room, immeadiately the song by The Beach Boys popped into my head, but your words in the poeam erased that melody.. good writing.
What is going on in your mind these days? Like jerjonji asks?
Hope all is well, peace and love:)
i like the way these are written.
Hi Michael ,
Thanks so much for stopping by.
Very lovely poetry as usual! I feel as bit sad when I read your poemas as it reminds me of my misplaced affections for a girl I once knew.
However, I absolutely love it. It's so creative. !
RYC : Leaving out "Pauline" was a conscious decision and rather silly in retrospect since it also stars one of my favorite comedians, Sir Terry Thomas. I also left out "Exploits of Elaine" altogether
I felt people might get a little bored and wanted to encapsulate as many of those serials as I could in one entry, without leaving my audience yawning.!
:laugh:
Have a great day !
loved the second poem best.
hey re: your profile pic--
Dean Martin's been one of my son's idols since he my son was a little boy-- and he can sing along to most of his songs... wild, eh?
great poems! thanks for posting them
'girl in my dreams' - I've had an old lost love visit in my dreams, its not what you expect. And hurts anew when you awake to find them still gone. Although I dont think thats what you were meaning
'state of the state of confusion' - This ones my fav. possibly because I can identify so redily with it. I have similar themes in many of my poems. always good to know your not really alone in your 'state'.
You seem to have been classically trained in poetry. You sure know more of the tech side of it than I do. Did you go to school for writing? Then again maybe you just paid more attention in English class than I did LOL
~Mia
Just wanted to let you know I responded to your response to my comment, over on my page. Figure that one out!
~Mia
RYC: Mike? I answered you from my own site as it is quite long! Good thing you and I do not do a lot of personal correspondence as wordy as we are! We would never get anything else accomplished!
There. I used one of your smilies deliberately! Progress? =)
~Namaste, T.L.
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Hugs Jo o/
Hi Mike!
Really beautiful poems you've written here. You really do capture such vivid images in your writing. Of course you've done this with your lovely photographs, as well. Love your choice of music here! :goodjob:
Thanks for your very thoughtful and lovely comments on my posts! Have a lovely week. :wave:
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