Poems by Jordan A. Leturgez

In shadows deep where whispers crawl,
A flicker dims, yet seeks to sprawl;
I sense your heart's veiled, fearful breath,
As doubt weaves tapestries of death.

With eyes that mirror voids of night,
You question stars, their radiant light;
Yet in that gaze, a flicker's found,
A spark of truth beneath the ground.

"I find your lack of faith disturbing,"
The echoes clash, like thunder stirring;
For in the silence, where shadows play,
Hope's fragile song begins to sway.

What chains your spirit? What holds you tight?
In corridors of endless night,
Release the weight, let wonder in,
For faith can rise where fears have been.

The universe, a canvas vast,
Paints vibrant dreams that hold you fast;
Embrace the doubt, but let it go--
In faith's sweet balm, let courage grow.

So take my hand, let's walk anew,
Through fields of gold and skies of blue;
For every step we dare to take,
Shall weave the dreams our hearts awake.

In the embrace of trust, we'll find,
A tapestry that weaves us blind;
From broken pieces, we'll craft our way,
Into the dawn of a brighter day.

In the hush of twilight's tender embrace,
Where shadows dance and dreams interlace,
There rings a sound, sweet as a spell,
A whisper of magic--silver bells.

They chime through the air, soft and clear,
Notes woven with hope, a song we hold dear.
A shimmer that glistens on crisp winter nights,
A tapestry woven with shimmering lights.

Each toll tells a tale of the years gone by,
Of laughter and love beneath vast, starry sky.
They summon the memories, fragile yet bright,
Of children in snow, their faces alight.

With hearts like the chiming, they echo and swell,
The joy of the moment, the stories they tell.
The frost-kissed air carries secrets anew,
Embracing the warmth of the bonds that we grew.

As softly they ring, like a lover's soft sigh,
Calling us home where the sweet spirits fly.
They bring forth the peace that the season bestows,
A symphony echoing as soft as a rose.

So listen, dear friend, as the silver bells chime,
Let their melody cradle you, timeless as rhyme.
In this world full of chaos, be still and behold,
The magic they weave, in their shimmering gold.

Before I let you go, let me linger

In the sweetness of your gaze, in the touch of your fingers

Let me memorize the curve of your smile

And the way your laughter dances for a while

Before I let you go, let me stay

In the warmth of your presence, in the words you say

Let me hold onto this moment so dear

Before it fades away, before you disappear

Before I let you go, let me savor

The essence of your being, the love we favor

Let me cherish the memories we've made

And the bond that will never fade

Before I let you go, let me promise

To carry you with me, to keep you close

For though our paths may diverge and part

You'll always reside in the depths of my heart

Before I let you go, let me thank

For the joy you brought, for the love you stank

And though goodbye may be bittersweet

Our connection will forever beat

In the realm of dreams, where memories dwell,

A tapestry of moments, woven well.

Total Recall, a journey divine,

To traverse the landscapes of the mind.

Visions of past, like whispers in the night,

A tapestry of colors, dancing in delight.

Each recollection, a spark ablaze,

Igniting the soul in a fiery blaze.

Through corridors of time, we wander free,

Exploring the depths of our memory.

Every moment, every joy, every tear,

Etched in the fabric of our yesteryear.

Total Recall, a gift so rare,

To relive the past with tender care.

In the tapestry of life, we find our place,

Bound by memories, bound by grace.

In the hush of dawn, where shadows recede,

A tender whisper looms, as day takes its lead.

The horizon ignites with a shimmering grace,

Awakening dreams in this luminous space.

Crimson and amber entwine in the sky,

Each brushstroke of light makes the night say goodbye.

The world holds its breath, for the moment is grand,

As the sun spills its gold from a painter's soft hand.

Heartbeats align with the dance of the light,

In the warmth of the amber, all sorrows take flight.

The past fades to twilight, a chapter now closed,

In the cradle of morning, a new tale is posed.

Each ray a reminder of battles once fought,

Of laughter and love, of the lessons life taught.

Through the veil of the morning, hope rises anew,

In the promise of gold, a horizon so true.

For life is a canvas, each dawning a chance,

To weave in our stories, to sway in the dance.

In the golden break, where the old meets the new,

We find in the light, all the strength to push through.

So cherish the moments, let gratitude speak,

As the world turns to gold in the dawn's gentle cheek.

In the splendor of morning, find peace, and partake,

For we are all bidden to witness the break.

In the stillness of a mother's gaze,

Lies a heart that's led astray,

A betrayal unseen, a wound concealed,

In shadows where secrets play.

A child's trust, a sacred bond,

Shattered by a mother's hand,

Innocence lost, love turned to ash,

In a world where pain commands.

Through tear-stained eyes, a daughter weeps,

For a love that's now betrayed,

A mother's arms that once brought solace,

Now a source of shadows cast.

Betrayal cuts like a sharpened knife,

Through the bonds that once held tight,

Leaving scars upon the tender soul,

In the darkness of the night.

But within the depth of sorrow's grasp,

There blooms a seed of truth,

That despite the pain and bitter loss,

Love's resilience will soothe.

For a mother's betrayal may wound and scar,

Yet in forgiveness, hearts can heal,

And in the ashes of betrayal's flame,

A stronger bond may steal.

So let the tears fall like gentle rain,

And cleanse the wounds of old,

For in the heart's deep well of grace,

New stories can unfold.

In the twilight hum of city streets,

Where shadows dance and heartbeat greets,

A rhythm pulses through the night,

Whispers of tales, both dark and bright.

With every step, the pavement sings,

A story woven in the fabric of things,

This is how we do it, bold and free,

In the tapestry of life, our symphony.

The laughter spills like summer's rain,

A melody sweet, a soft refrain;

Voices rise and merge as one,

In the glow of the moon, we come undone.

It's in the warmth of a stranger's smile,

In the embrace that lingers a while;

We gather joy, like stars above,

This is how we do it, through grace and love.

Through trials faced, through battles fought,

In every lesson that time has taught,

We find our strength in each other's eyes,

In broken dreams that learn to rise.

So here we stand, with hearts aglow,

Together in the rhythm, the ebb, and flow;

This is how we do it, hand in hand,

United in spirit, a boundless band.

With every laugh, with every tear,

We carve our path, we own our fear;

This is how we do it, strong and true,

A living poem, a dream anew.

In shadows deep where whispers dwell,
A figure stands, a tale to tell,
With every clash and cry that swells,
A heart of iron, cast in hell.

Unyielding spirit, fierce and bold,
A rebel's fire, refusing to fold,
Injustice drips like rain, uncontrolled,
Each action a story, defiant and told.

A mirror held to society's face,
Unveiling truths in a heated embrace,
They shout of change, of a better place,
Yet, scorned by many, met with disgrace.

They walk the line 'tween right and wrong,
A gang of poets, a chorus of song,
With ink for blood and resolve so strong,
They'll fight the silence, where darks belong.

To stir the souls, to awaken the blind,
With words as weapons, fiercely aligned,
For every enemy, a truth to find,
In their rhythm, the pulse of the resigned.

So watch them rise, these public foes,
From ashes of silence, their legacy grows,
In every heartbeat, their passion flows,
The charm of their chaos, where revolution glows.

In a world so loud, where comfort conforms,
They dance with danger, they weather the storms,
For through the struggle, a new norm transforms,
In the heart of the outcast, true hope reforms.

So stand beside them, or stand aside,
Feel the tremor of truth as they bide,
A poetry fierce, with nowhere to hide,
For the public enemy is the voice of our pride.

In the heart of the cosmos, where the void expands,

Brave souls rise like thunder, with courage in their hands,

Starship Troopers tread the celestial seas,

Defenders of dreams, sworn to fight for peace.

Beneath the strange planets, where shadows can creep,

They battle the nightmares that haunt in their sleep.

In exosuits gleaming, they march into night,

Against the fierce arachnids, they stand to ignite.

The echoes of duty ring loud in their chests,

Each soldier remembers the weight of the quest.

For honor and glory, for a distant home,

Through nebulae swirling, their spirits will roam.

Flashes of blasters cut through cosmic dark,

Where sacrifice breathes, and heroes leave their mark.

Yet deep in the chaos, a whisper takes flight--

What does it mean to be free in this fight?

Amidst all the battles, a truth intertwined,

That questions of power and love must align.

In the depths of the void, where the stardust is spun,

Life's beauty and struggle are forever as one.

So let us remember, in tales etched in flame,

The legacies woven in honor and name.

Starship Troopers, through the darkness they strive,

With dreams in their hearts, they keep hope alive.

In the depths of the ocean's embrace,

Where secrets dwell and shadows dance,

Lies a realm of tranquility and grace,

Where silence reigns in a watery trance.

Sleeping with the fishes, so still and serene,

Beneath the waves, a dreamlike scene,

Where shimmering scales catch the moon's soft glow,

And gentle currents rock to and fro.

Through coral gardens and kelp forests deep,

Where ancient whispers softly keep,

The song of the sea sings a lullaby,

As starfish twinkle in the night sky.

So close your eyes and drift away,

To where the mermaids and dolphins play,

In the realm of blue, where worries cease,

A poetry of sleeping with the fishes, a timeless peace.