Frozen Flowers

Frozen flowers like days long ago
preserved in a frosty freckled glow:
The memories sparkle like still-life
Offering no warmth. But a boy-blithe

In the hazy impressionist tapestry,
Takes the form of a fragmented memory
And captivates the mind's majesty;
Never forgotten, or end up a tragedy.

Like all frozen fossils, written in stone,
Past deeds and occasions perpetuate.
All is recorded in the book beside the throne,
And the future is what we have to celebrate.

Whether to repeat a fond masquerade,
Or to wear a different effrontery,
Decisions compile, accrue and cascade
Onto a sea of experience unto me.

A frozen flower sharply describes
My wonderland of a permanent scribe.
If all beauty could be recorded,
And frozen flowers be afforded,

Then the beauty I behold
When I am alone
Will be fathomed by all,
And not just the Throne.


Michael Nicholas Hallak

Solitude

There's a time where
In the midst of all the chaos,
The noise is too much to bear
While we humbly carry our cross.

Now is when we retreat
Ready to release the tears,
A way to rest our feet
And to calm down our ears.

My ears bled one occasion
From being so disrupted;
I hardly noticed the situation
For my senses were corrupted.

This world dulls our senses
Until we no longer perceive
And we mindlessly believe,
The noise is relentless.

This is the time I close my eyes
And put aside the medicine
That the doctor prescribed
And settle in with shut eyes,

Not for simple sleep;
But for focused solitude:
A mental harvest to reap
For creative thoughts accrued.

Stop and listen, be silent.
Filter out the violence.
Watch your footprints
On the highway of misfits

And dedicate these moments
On the interstate of atonement.
Dilate your ears to stillness,
And hate the raging illness.

Then Come back to reality
And perceive all the fallacies.
Life offers us lies.
See in silence,
This is where the truth resides

In solitude. True truth resides in solitude.


Michael Hallak

Introduction

I wanted to start fresh with a place to document my poetic work. I've had this blog registered for a long while, but I have primarily (and almost exclusively) used myspace for my online exposure site. I am going to be managing both now, but with more emphasis placed on the RhymeHallak blog, as I am rather fed up with myspace, and I have fewer and fewer readers as people close their accounts. This is more readily available to everyone, so I want to post here. All I want is for my posts to be read and contemplated. If you got any questions on my work, let me know, I would love to answer them.

Michael Hallak