by Scott Macdonald |
Categories:
bible, conflict, creation, fantasy, god, jealousy, religious,
Wodon gave them song and verse
Promethius gave them fire
Dionysius gave them wine and games
Orpheus played the lyre
Atlas held the world aloft
Fenrir consumed it whole
Ceres gave them seeds and crops
Ran the waves that roll
Pandoras box kept evil locked
Rati set love free
Boreas brought the winters frost
Eostre, springs fertility
But for my name they are nothing,
Upon these you may not call,
For I am christ the jealous god,
And I destroyed them all
So do not sing mousai's songs
Rebrand all festivities
For each of you are heathen
And theres is only me
Scott (loki) MacDonald 2017
by Laura Gail Sweeney |
Categories:
celebration, emotions, for him, longing, love, seasons, universe,
Gentle one, you're such a sun-kissed helmsman
Thank you for being yourself and so kind
I love it when you take my nimble hand
You're the only one whose cloud is inclined
So unfeigned the sky wants you to unwind
You were born in sunlight a few years ago
Why couldn't you arise in the sublime
Where you sparkled of glitter while hallow
There's no Sky like you, my true blue venue
Now one with Aurora Borealis
Hoping you will join me to see the view
Somewhere amongst the stars is the atlas
An aura that resides in a crown of light
The halo that's always been my delight
by Sallam Yassin |
Categories:
love,
Why u so hot
Like a coastal line
Why u so high
So hard
Like mount of Everest
Why u misty so deep in a sense
So dark like night of under ocean’s world
And so bright like moon of this night
Why u so close and kind that u r clapping in my heart
Why u give me out of you calm
Comfort and courage
But you take some time all
Like storm
Why I know u like I knew even though I don’t know u in a doubt
Why u so sweet and sour
In a dish of my salad
love
by Thomas Martin |
Categories:
beauty, kiss, love, spiritual,
her little hand
the birth anomaly I love
so easily
that I forget she has it
so always kiss it again
To be published by Atlas Poetica in spring, 2016
by Zach Sarver |
Categories:
love, relationship, romance, song,
Four hundred fifty and seven hours
When all we owned were April showers
Taking a chance on a pixelated face
Became the preferred post-coup de grace
You elected against the unpolished show
When you tossed the dice atlas in tow
Our nerves had a knack for steering the wheel
When you came home they proved puerile
We would have danced if there had been rain
When the stars fell silent on mid-west plains
Running the veldt with our dreams in tow
We seized our future and made it so
Now with this seven month’s consequent
We count our grace and build our monuments
To one thousand holidays now forthcoming
A binary euphony, a song never ending
by Mia Pratt |
Categories:
books, literature,
An Evening In Guanima
Bahamian Anthology
West Indian Poetry
Climbing Clouds
Longman Atlas
Welcome To The Bahamas
Island Boy
The Pearl
Moby Dick
Old Man and The Sea
Out Island Doctor
Devotions For The Beach
Bahamas In Black and White
Island of The Blue Dolphins
Chicken Soup For The Beach Lovers
and Ocean Lovers Soul
I love the adventures
of an underwater library
by Micheal Jacob |
Categories:
dedication,
And it came to pass
from heaven, blink a star
like lid under the iris
ugly beautiful monster?
ere, it my missing bone
jiffy, coma at sight of her
my hand swim, to touch her
silence begets silence
leading me to riverine
to prove my titanic love
flooding away eavedroppers
I build an ark of love
Atlas! wedding with the bride
Journey to the unkown begins
oh! hand of judgement is here
pillar of salt turn my love
by Fungayi Elias Ndhlovu |
Categories:
pain,
Always nice to be away
From people like you
Who are stressing me apart,
Don’t you think so?
Whatever,
Just in time.
I was thinking deeply about
All that happened in my life,
Since I met you, I will never forgive,
It hurts too much,
Hope this party will remove such thoughts.
Have a great time,
Comments and feelings reserved,
Showering me with your weekend lies,
Coz you are fading away gracefully,
I know how to please myself.
This is the time when
We gotta take coffee
With a pinch of salt,
I love you percentile,
I don’t give a damn
What they are going;
I was driving when you beeped,
Talk to me before I walk
Into the cave.
by Joshua Perez |
Categories:
11th grade, art, blue, cry, death, emotions, england,
My deepest fear and loneliness
Loving someone else
I am reading atlas
Our unforgettable past
People walking on the pavement
I feel the very sad moment
The sun is crying
Our indelible ending
Walking on the side of the river
In my heart, I will love you forever
I pick several pebbles
Selling lots of red apples
I want to be alone in life
Playing music with a fife
Our tragic love story
I'm writing a diary
The birds are flying
The trees are swaying
On the bench, I'm sitting
In love, I'm quitting
Staring at the whole sky
Remembering your promise
Your beautiful eyes
My dear Thomas
by Linda Smith |
Categories:
devotion, family, friendship, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love
When I first read the words,
inconceivable they did seem.
I dropped the universe
to be your atlas.
At arrival, I did perceive,
those black pools of pain,
rippled with tears.
I will be the granite
for which you to lean.
Grieving with you through this injury.
One struck so deeply,
you know not how to continue.
A daily trudge through life,
breathing, eating and sleeping.
One day, easier it will become.
Until then,
My soul bleeds for you.
by Alan Thorimbert |
Categories:
angst, friendship, hope, life, words, love,
I would carve words out of the sky
And paint sentences on ocean waves
But I doubt you would hear
Somewhere my words would get lost in translation
I would carry Atlas burden
But you would believe it a myth
A fallacious lie told only to comfort
That one could love you so
You’re stubborn to stay stuck in the mud
I would give you a hand
But you would drag me down
And I’ve only just stood up
Perhaps one day a love will find you
Whose words you will not ignore
But it shall not be mine today
I only hope understanding comes soon
by Nad Simon |
Categories:
loneliness, lost love, mythology, stress,
shoulders of Atlas
upholding the weight of worlds
sag from recent strain
by Dave Collins |
Categories:
blessing, endurance, god, happiness, heart, love,
Weight of the world
Like Atlas on his shoulders
can I love complete?
by Karen Croft |
Categories:
lost love,
atlas our romance fails
we can not be ourselves
when the eyes of hawks
cast around us
waiting for our doom
by Karen Croft |
Categories:
lost love
my frail lifeless soul
cries for someone's love to hold
atlas, empty, dead
by Taylor Parsons |
Categories:
love,
Full of passion; it's here I
stand,
with two ropes taut in each
hand;
neither yet worth to let go;
how long must I grip until I
know?
Mighty Atlas, I wish I could be,
for the earth it feels weighs
down on me;
the pain is torture and it's only
the start;
for now I can't let go but it
might tear me apart.
by Annabelle Jane |
Categories:
love, travel,
Take an atlas; open it,
Take my hand and point with it.
You’ve saved your trips to share with me
So take my hand; we’ll cross the sea.
by Andy Velvet |
Categories:
deep, devotion, dream, love, women,
she borrowed tears from life,
when the pain stopped crying,
wore the scars with pride
and dressed a shield to love,
She took the world on her shoulders,
In the same way Atlas held heaven,
until she embraced herself with every cell and muscle
In the dawn of a new sun,
That was rising only for her.
by Satish Verma |
Categories:
life, love, peace, philosophy,
Faceless fear leaps from the book
I close the chapter.
My ancestors start hovering about my
head
What did I achieve?
Glorified stones and shining plaques
adorn the garden,
round and round my spirit soars. Are
You listening?
Two things always haunted me. Space
and voices. I searched
my atlas and traced my home which
never was.
Nothing will alter my hurt. I am
afraid to lose my soft eye,
roving smell and final judgement.
SATISH VERMA
by Merissa Hardaway |
Categories:
adventure, appreciation, art, black love, city, imagery, introspection,
Metro Cardigan
with a slim fit.
Be in your thinking mature.
Hero of the day.
Atlantic Starr
Moving steadily besides the still waters.
May goodness follow me.
Ensemble Cymbalta.
Skyscrapers on top of cloud atlas,
Vanilla sky fools delight of a purple sky.
Rotating around the earth's axis.
Now let's end it on a good good note.
by Daniel Nasato |
Categories:
confidence, creation, forgiveness, strength, wisdom,
No sweeter air then after the
penance of a piano note,
cascading chords and the fate of Atlas.
Tears of a warrior
How does one caress delicate
Strength and Love