Light – PROCLAMATION TRANSFORMATION

Life x Infinity

November 19, 2015Posted in Free Writes, Initations, Pieces of Poetry, Thoughtful Blurbs, Transitional PiecesTagged Consciousness, Encouragement, Enlightenment, Freewrite, Growth, Leighrick, Light, Online Writing, Poetry, Spiritual Journey, Spoken Word, Unconditional LoveLeave a comment

A lifeline of timeless love.
Listening to thoughts.
A Lifetime of memories.
Feelings of pain in pleasure.
Life x Infinity
This light will shine forever.
Define the number of times, we wished we could hit rewind, then get wrapped up in the future.
Practice Presence.
Today is what we have to hold,
A gift held together tight with arms like bows.
What matters is what’s inside, us.
The magic of wisdom, worth more than gold.
The sunsets.
Eyes close.
The sunrises.
Eye lids unfold like the stories whispered in our dreams.

Oooh, how I long to decipher what it all really means…..

-Leighrick

Broken Pedestals

November 19, 2015Posted in Family, Free Writes, Initations, Pieces of Poetry, Transitional PiecesTagged Absent Love, Art, Balance, Consciousness, Dysfunctional Families, Emotions, Expression, Family, Feelings, Free Spirits, Freedom, Freedom Portals, Goddess, Grandmother, Growth, Heal the Pain, Healing, Individuality, Influence, Inspiration, Justice, Leighrick, Life, life after death, Life Journey, Light, Lost Children, Love, Motivation, Museum, Online Writing, Peace, Poetry, Poetry in Motion, Positive Energy, Realization, Reflection, Renegade, Sacrifice, Self-Love, Solar Plexus, Soul Poet, Spirit, Spiritual Journey, Spoken Word, Strength, Unconditional Love, Visionary, Wings, Wisdom, WritingLeave a comment

Don’t lose sight of the light.
I close both my eyes, but
Leave the third one open-wide.
Absorbing and Transforming,
Life is a canvas already been painted on; which color will you use to highlight the accents?
How many ways can I contrast the madness?
We are often too busy adding structure to the broken pedestals that once seated those you placed highly.
Deceived if depth can’t be seen without views of the horizon.
Still can’t hear me yelling – only seeing me naked.
This one really speaks to me…
Eye can’t teach them to listen.
Splatter paint like emotion wherever I go.
The world is my canvas. I create in the shadows.
Wash that mask, under that mask, beneath the skin.
Peel the flesh back like old pages.
This book is blank just like the canvas.
Invisible ink disguised as experience.
Squeeze the color out my veins, and witness the light ooze through pores.
Decorating the pews they are glued to.
Stained with the truth not illustrated on the glass.
Looking out the window is living in the past.
Breaking that window is living.
I’m breaking my silence how trees uproot sidewalks.
I belong in the street.
Driving myself crazy, playing hide-n-go-seek with self-identity.
Don’t be lazy.
Chasing my tears to the waterfall of my dreams.
Flowing…
Now I’m glowing..
I stay woke.

-Leighrick

Give a Little Light

March 8, 2013March 6, 2014Posted in Life, Pieces of Poetry, Thoughtful Blurbs, Transitional PiecesTagged Heal the Pain, Leigherick, Light, Love, Luvotion, Poetry, Shine, UnityLeave a comment

Can you shine a little light on me? When my days are rainy, and my hearts feeling cold. Would you shine a little light one me? You may not know me, but when we’re strangers on the streets could you smile at me instead of scolding.

I need your soul to glow when my eyes get low, and my head drops down. Your laugh would heal the pain of not having someone to hold. Be Bold.

When my tears fall through the pillow, would you catch them with your ears? Hear my agonies silent echoes sulking in the dim hallway. Please just ring the doorbell and say “Hi” to me.

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Should I beg now? Please shine a little light one me! When I cant see past the smoke, I need a bit of guidance. You haven’t met me at my finest, but God isn’t finished with me yet.

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So are you going to shine a little bit light on me? Because my light is kind of faint. Just fill my cup halfway, and I’ll take it from there. You’ll see that this little light of mine, I’m gone let it shine. You’ll see millions of souls will radiate when they hear me, because I hear them.

I was them. I am them? Please, would you shine a little light one me; because I want to help heal the pain…

Thanks,

–Leighrick

Wings Under Tailored Suits