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R.I.P. Poetry Collection: Reflections, Illuminations, Perceptions

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My poetry are pieces of time that are captured like a snapshot. My intention is to share with a reader the insight of a different mind, heart, and soul. Those Reflections, Illuminations, and Perceptions connect with my deep feelings, inner thoughts, and utmost emotions to give a unique voice unheard of a place in poetry. The end result is a new beginning to an

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My poetry are pieces of time that are captured like a snapshot. My intention is to share with a reader the insight of a different mind, heart, and soul. Those Reflections, Illuminations, and Perceptions connect with my deep feelings, inner thoughts, and utmost emotions to give a unique voice unheard of a place in poetry. The end result is a new beginning to an artistic stylish twist, my book called "R.I.P. Poetry Collection". I love words and I hope you do too. Also, I have included some of my original artwork in the back of the book. Enjoy!!

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ISBN-13:
9781477275658
Publisher:
AuthorHouse
Publication date:
10/03/2012
Pages:
182
Product dimensions:
6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.39(d)

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R.I.P. Poetry Collection

Reflections, Illuminations, Perceptions
By Scott Anthony

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2012 Scott Anthony
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4772-7565-8


Chapter One

A light

Live a life of action and be a light.
Forgive the over reactions, they just
see a spotlight. Make matters work
not worse. You are worth the goodness
you give to the sick and the hurt.
Listen and learn from the many concerned.
The wisdom of one can make the wrong
take a turn. So, as long as you feel the
burn, keep it real, and you will always
yearn. That's right, I was told give it your
all and it will return to you ten fold.
Forget the over reactions, they just see a
spotlight. The elements of life can reach
many heights, but it's up to you to be
a light.

    A moment

    In a moment, you will be seeing me.
    In a moment, you will be leaving me.
    In a moment, you will believe in me.
    In a moment, you will be free of me.
    All it takes is a moment, a glance,
    a chance, a dance, a moment.


    Beams of shining delight

    Behind my cluttered thoughts, I shutter a
    fine thought. I'm done with the fights I
    fought. It's time to see the feelings inside
    me, feel them rising, and release those
    beams of shining delight. Around the
    circles in my head, I cover myself as I
    lie in my bed to rest because I did my
    best like I said. It's no surprise that I
    healed up right. I feel my life is bright,
    whether I am awake or I am asleep
    throughout the day or the night. I will
    release those beams of shining delight.

Blessed

You and I are blessed to rise every
day, to abreast the sun's light, and
to rest, like the sun sets, for the
night.
You and I are blessed to survive
every day, to try the hands of
time, and to test, like the sun rises,
for the best.
Where, when, why? Because
You and I are blessed.


Canvas of art
With God's paintbrush of wonder, every
Heavenly touch, every unearthly stroke,
shows us.
Our heart, bright red with trust.
Our soul, light yellow ready for us.
Our mind, real dark pink to think so
much color is in all of us. All along the
sea of bright blue hues, also among the
white light beaming onto our canvas
of art.
With God's paintbrush of wonder, every
Heavenly touch, every unearthly stroke,
shows us.
Our love that flows deep amber.
Our smile that glows sweet where ever.
Our thoughts as they grow green when ever
we know so much color is in all of us. All
along the biggest star burning bright onto
our canvas of art.
With God's paintbrush of wonder, every
Heavenly touch, every unearthly stroke,
shows us. We are a canvas of art.


Endless inspirations

Bad situations happen, but it's how you react
to them. Can you forgive your friend? Can
you live out your plans? Can you get the
messages that are sent? It may take dedication,
some might say many connections, but it's
just days in a maze of endless inspirations.
In the beginning, the reasons are on lost land,
within the penmanship life is a trip, and you
get tossed from hand to hand. Then it's really
and truly up to you to understand and
comprehend. It may take admiration, some
might say many directions, but it's just days
in a maze of endless inspirations.


Especially among the stormy seas

So far away with the moonlight shining it's pale
beauty, while the North Star guides you and me
along the night. As we sail, we may prevail or
fail along the seven seas, but know once we cast
on, we will pass on good fortune and good deeds.
From cruising the coast to coasting speeds,
especially among the stormy seas. So close
always with the sunlight beaming its rays, while
that huge golden star seems to lead you and me
throughout the days. As we sail through the
motions we weather within the oceans, we can't
loose sight from what might harm the devotion
we live and breathe. From the deep emotions to
emotional sickness, especially among the
stormy seas.


Forbidden fruit

If you work for the truth, you will find your
forbidden fruit. It's how you use your God
given talents through life's challenges. There's
no need to fear it, so get into the spirit. The
materialistic will shed it's need for greed,
unrealistic schemes, and empty dreams. There's
your door, so open up those opportunistic goals
to show you have a place of your own, you
have transportation to stay or go, and your
abilities are worth so much more than you
give yourself credit for. If you work for the
truth, you will find your forbidden fruit.

    Freedom is born

    Hell, I'm not a mind reader, but I can
    read people well. I spell L.O.V.E., I
    hope you can read it loud and clear,
    and you feel your heart swell. No need
    to be scorned or torn anymore because
    beyond the thorns there's redemption,
    and that's where freedom is born. I can
    tell when you are feeling tired, wired up,
    fired up, when enough is enough and
    you're fed up. So what's up, forget being
    burned up from the great loss that turned
    up. No need to be scorned or torn anymore
    because beyond the thorns there's
    redemption, and that's where freedom
    is born.

From the salt of the Earth

As the World turns in the nightlight of the
moon, there shines a birth from the salt of
the Earth, that's me, so free.
As the diamond mines become greater
than me, it also showed the costly times
became richer than the free. However,
together, the free and me fought to
survive a birth from the salt of the Earth.
As the World burns in the sunlight of
the noon, there shines our worth from
the salt of the Earth, helps us to be seen.
As the fault lines shown deeper than me,
it also showed the broken skies grown
bigger than the sea. However, together,
the sea and me sought to find our worth
from the salt of the Earth.


Hairy situation

Life is beauty, the ocean air is
breath taking, the open fields
are so overwhelming to me. That
is what makes it so hard to see
the fences. You surround yourself
with steel and your words never
seem real. What a hairy situation,
it feels like I need an invitation
to be in your presence.
Life is amazing, the skies are
opened wide, the birds fly in
groups from side to side. We hold
hands, compromise, and take a
stand. You put your best foot
forward to lay down the fences
and to make amends to all our
messes.
Life is beautifully amazing that
is no debating. You realize what
is around us and forget all the
bad stuff because that doesn't
last, but the nature is vast and
expels a wonderland to a
hairy situation.

    Have faith and believe
    Have faith and believe, then the stress will
    subside, so you can release from within and
    live a life. Don't hold it in, if you do, how
    can you mend? Don't pretend, life is too
    short, but it's not the end. If you judge, it's
    your fault that you never had or became a
    never was. Life is a puzzle, simply put it
    together. Don't believe you have it worst,
    believe you can have it better. Forget the
    superstitions, there aren't any curses. Open a
    book for knowledge because your mind is
    thirsting. Vote, it's your opinion. Don't
    provoke, it's not your decision. Only react
    to the facts under any condition. If you read
    what I write, you might not see my truth, but
    if you have a feeling or emotion, then that's
    what I wanted to do for you. People loose or
    become lost every day. Choose to put up a
    welcome home sign in their way. One smile
    along many miles can brighten any ones
    day. Don't say you really want or really
    need, just pray for your wants and those needs,
    then have faith and believe.

Homesick

I have painted my fears red, so they
are covered up with a touch of love
from all those hectic homesick years.
However, if my house could talk, the
walls would say, we lived in the calm
of each day. The shake up of squalls
left us to worry through the stormy
weather, but the support beams kept
it all together. I have painted my
tears yellow, so they are made up of
a golden touch like a halo from all
those hectic homesick years. It seems
my greatest room does rest in the
living room's space, no matter my
situations, no matter my conditions,
this foundation has the best intentions
of grace. I am not a painter with brush
or stick, but I am the colors that can
brush a touch to the homesick.

    I am a book

    I am a book, I am a novel to inspire
    at best, I am the chapters that transpire
    into text, and I am the pages that breath
    fire to what comes next and so it
    should. I am a book, I am the passion so
    heart felt and so well put, I am the ink
    and the pen held together to do the
    rhyme and the reason like I knew they
    could, and I am the words of expression
    shared because of the caring trees that
    helped to branch out life's ideas from
    flatten pieces of wood. I am a book, I
    am in a bind, but I don't mind because
    this collection is one of a kind, I am
    line after line a great connection to
    an open mind, I am a gift, a vision, a
    sign to design a tell all account of
    life's deepest thoughts, untold emotions,
    and distant feelings, I am someone else's
    words that insist an opinion on my World's
    greatest novel like I knew they would, I
    am a book.

I am a heart

I am a heart; I am a field of dreams being cultivated
So along the beaten paths I start, I am the growth from
Caring ways that are off the charts, and I am a softer
Side among the harder days so next time remember
There is a better part. I am a heart; I am a permanent
Mark of hope, trust, and love that is sent to save like
Noah's Ark, I am a shelter, a home, and a fire burning
Bright to give a light on life from the dark, and I am
Joined from a heart of love and the blood that flows
Life into the womb then depart to become one soul
To cherish a birthmark. I am a heart; I am shared in
A conversation that is heart to heart, I am fair in a
Situation toward someone's broken heart, I am
Prepared to mention deep feelings are at heart, I am
Really there in times of need taken to heart, I am
A heart.


I am a mind

I am a mind, I am the peace within
a piece of mind that is a part of
mankind, I am always spinning
those wheels that keep the thoughts
cruising by, and I am a brainstorm
of ideas waiting to be placed not
erased because that's when the best
inspiration is made so defined. I am
a mind, I am scatterbrain when a
million and one things weigh all at
once and puts a bind, I am connected
to every part of the body balancing
the actions and the reactions to find
satisfaction along the lines, and I
am heavy in tough times but very
light headed when lifetimes seem to
fly by. I am a mind, I am the attention
of details that strive for the extra
mile, I am a mind's eye view of what
one person can do to see the limits
are like the skies, I am to keep an
open mind as the sad there lies, the
good there shines through the
survival of the distance, of the weight,
of the time, I am a mind.


I am a touch

I am a touch, I am a sincere presence
that surrounds a gentle life, I am
found in someone's treasured chest
that is open ready to share a brush of
their light, and I am a sighing sound
that rest so sure from the touchy feely
of warm hands resting side by side so
much. I am a touch, I am given as a
confidence boost with an extra push, I
am received as a gift from the senses to
never give up in no way, no luck, no
such, and I am conceived from a wiser
that once said a magic touch can cure
that everyday bad stuff. I am a touch, I
am a drop of water so pure on the
forehead, I am a cross, a sign, a belief
to feel a higher love for, to be real sure
of, to be secure in life until fulfilled in
death so touched, I am a touch.


I am beautiful

I am beautiful, I am on the surface
and I am skin deep, I am a smile,
a purpose, a destiny, and I am shining
bright on purpose through life's
realities and rules. I am beautiful, I am
a wild flower, I am the rolling plains, I
am a light of endearment rising tall,
and I am a right of empowerment
surprising all. I am beautiful, I am a
wrinkle, I am a white hair, I am a
dimple, I am here, I am there, and I
am everywhere no matter how big or
small. I am beautiful, I am the old, I
am the new, I am the bold, I am to do
what I can to fulfill my talent, my call,
my all, I am beautiful.


I am blue

I am blue, I am the many shades
and hues, I am in a daze and
confused, and I am so true in some
ways yet in other ways I have a
feeling I am being used. I am blue,
I am the clear wide open skies so
huge, I am beneath the tides just
a whole other World for nature to
seek refuge, and I am in a nest, not
a robin, but a jay resting to lay the
eggs for life to be new. I am blue,
I am the sickness of the soul, I am
the music that releases the hold, yes,
I am the uplifting sadness from the
sounds of each note that is in check
and in tune. I am blue, I am the eyes
of some and behind the eyes of all, I
am the clouds in front of the sun as
the rain falls, I am a circle of light
surrounding the midnight moon, I
am to watch what I say, while others
get away with murder or I may be
sued, I am blue.

    I am faith

    I am faith, I am fond of a smile,
    yes, I can be found for miles. I
    am faith, I love, create, and fulfill
    to redeem my place and God's Will.
    I am faith, I spare no cost to live
    through the best of my abilities I
    give. I am faith, honestly trusted and
    beloved, also charitable and very
    thankful to the Lord above. I am
    faith, I don't forget the good deeds
    for the road less traveled always
    leads. I am faith, if it were not for
    happiness beyond the heartaches, for
    gratefulness after the headaches, for
    hugs through the pain, then the World
    would be totally insane, but I am
    Heaven sent, born from a higher form,
    this is what I inspire to create, I
    am faith.

I am inside

I am inside, I am underneath the
skin, I am the sea of blood rushing
through the veins, and I am the beat
box of love throbbing sweet songs
within. I am inside, I am the living
cells that made it all begin, I am
living well in a heavenly place from
a swell breath of fresh air, and I am
far away from the hellish ways with
a tell all tale of that great escape. I
am inside, I am a canvas of dark
reds and midnight blues inside I
am, I am an amazing priceless work
of art inside I am, and I am truly
the best creation of God's design,
the greatest masterpiece inside I
am, I am inside.


I am mercy

I am mercy, I am what God has on
my soul, I am the thoughts for the
sick, the hurt, and the bitter cold, I
am the prayers for those dieing
young and old, friends, and family. I
am mercy, I am with the prisoners of
war, I am about the worried civilians
and their poverty stricken scars, and I
am the shouts and screams for freedom
in those restricted destinies. I am
mercy, I am in the Middle East, I am
in the North American countries, I am
not a beast like you may have heard
when they say mercy killings those
words, instead I am the ease for the
pain of the whole entire World
truly. I am mercy, I am served day
to day so Worldly, I am well deserved
in every way so Earthly, I am a
blessing for women, men, boys, and
girls so Heavenly, I am mercy.


I am peace

I am peace, I am the calm approach
before and after a storm, I am the
silence then the cry when a newborn
baby is born, and I am in some form
inside of you and outside in many
ways too. I am peace, I am a sign, I
am a gesture, I am kind, I am a
messenger, and I am in a condition
to see eye to eye. I am peace, I am at
ease in a boat among the sea's
breeze, and I am a vote for beliefs
and dreams. I am peace, I am needed
to breathe a breath that is pure and
free. I am peace, I am as sure as I can
be, I am to explore beyond the eyes
of disbelief, I am deep therefore I
always give more, I am peace.


I am relentless

I am relentless, I am not giving up
on life or love, I am living it up and
reaching up for the pursuit of
happiness from above, and I am
going on each tiring way with
nothing more and nothing less, but
the best. I am relentless, I am doing
what needs to be done, I am the few,
the proud, the one able to withstand
the stress that seems to pile up more
and more instead of less and less. I
am relentless, I am nonstop through
the negative, I am on top of the
positive, and I am a drop of blood
given for the gift of life to be
endless. I am relentless, I am intense
with thoughts, I am immense within
the heart, I am what I can be through
the sands of time so effortlessly, I
am relentless.


Inside that counts

My savings account is extinct, not found.
My checking account is gone, not around.
The account of my love life can be a downfall
as other things surround, but after all the accounts,
it all amounts to what's inside that counts. Now,
it's time to turn some things around, if I work
really hard in return I found;
my new accounts are in tact, exact,
my credit accounts are on the map, a fact,
the account of my love life may be still and
at a stall as other things surround, but after all
the accounts, it all amounts to what's inside
that counts.

(Continues...)



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