Archives for April 1, 2013

Morning

See morning as she emerges from the east,
Setting the horizon on fire with her red cloak,
The dark night fading away in the west,
Fleeing from her rosy blaze…

Listen as the birds honour her with sweet voices,
While the flightless sound the trumpet to wake the half-dead,
She whispers, her gentle breath making the morning breeze,
Dreamers wakeup to dream again.

Smell her unscented fragrance as she passes by
Rare a scent so pure;
Need not be blended,
Nevertheless chimneys dilute.

At her touch everything comes alive,
Flowers smile,
Frost lifts,
A new day breaks.

She blesses her children with all hope,
One more chance to change,
Another chance to love,
Another day to live.

She grows sweeter by the days,
For he knows his days are numbered,
He smiles on his last day,
For he understands, heaven is
morning

Voices of the soul

Noteless music no less harmony in its melody,
Body motionless only the heart may dance,
Satiety to her crave a dose of ecstacy,
The magic of the art unveiled.

The poets mind out of the box, what box!
Eternal fires to brighten this darkening land of ours,
Counterpart of science reveal the mystery in truth,
A prism to once thought pure white.

Words in poetry so relaxing breathing is toil,
Syllables so calming the heart too loud,
Truly flesh is lease, a soulbeing,
Free your mind and come along.

A walk through the universe, mind as swift as light,
My view likewise the eagle’s all problems solved.
I return home new hope and more,
There’s more to life my eyes have seen.

Message in a Bottle (A sailor’s promise)

So I sit and wait,
As the tied rises and rises,
My cup of tea grows cold,
Patiently waiting for your ship to anchor at my harbor,
So many have wondered into my midst,
Lifting hope to the heavens thinking its you that sets anchor at my harbor,
Only to find a ship but not the one that holds my lover,
Your words hold my ground,
But yours is a sailors promise to come back,
Keeping me by the peer only to watch the tied rise,
The sea that stands between me and you,

So I keep the light house spinning,
Keeping the night as bright as day,
Making sure you never loose your way to my arms,
And thou I know that I am not as dear to you as you are to me,
I will still shine that light never losing hope,
I will still sit by the peer in this blistering cold,
Patiently waiting for your ship to set anchor in my harbor,

So I know now what I should have known then ,
That your return was but a myth,
I will still keep this light house alive,
So I know that my dear friend will never loose her way to my arms,
For my memory of us forms the foundation of my protest,
The thought of you is what I hold dearly with my life as thou I were hanging the edge of a cliff,
This feeling does not age it grows stronger by the day,

And still I remember your words,
But unfortunately yours is a sailors promise to come back,
Keeping me by the peer, only to watch the tied rise,
The sea that stands between me and you,

Forever I will lie here and wait,
To keep this lighthouse spinning,
Making the night as bright as day,
So that my dear friend never loses her way to my arms,

I hope this message in a bottle travels thru this sea of emotions and finds its way to your heart,
So it may give you comfort were ever your ship sails,
Knowing that someone out there,
Still sits by the peer,
With a cup of tea and open arms,
Waiting for your ship to anchor,
I will miss you forever my dear friend,

By Mbuluma Silumbwe

Call For Writers Deadline April 30, 2013 – International Writing Competition

Three prizes of $50, publication in ArtAscent Magazine including your name a link to your website, as well as exposure in ArtAscent website and social media.

The competition theme is Emergence. Emergence can mean the gradual beginning or coming forth; the event consisting of the start of something; a growth in strength or number or importance; the becoming visible. How you interpret it – literally or symbolically – is up to you.

This call for entries may include fiction, non-fiction, poetry, short stories and other written explorations (up to 500 words). Your submission may be previously published, but must be your original creation. Non-winning entries will not be published. You retain rights to your work.

Submission Deadline: April 30, 2013
Entry $7

See www.artascent.com for submission details and to enter.