Art of the Diver: Hope, Life Circles and Profound Words
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This is the first album in the 'Art of the Diver' series which collectively contains a total of 50 original poems, haiku and quotes. Written by NZ poet Pearldiver, this unique collection has been written from a fresh, positively creative perspective. In this album several subjects including hope, love, life circles and nature are covered, all woven into a set of profound poems that provide a solid representation of the range, talent and depth of the poet.
Though each poem in itself is worthy of it's own individual publication, here the author has chosen to provide his readers with a collection of interesting mixed pieces that compliment each other and do genuinely as a series, collectively highlight the art of the diver and how the value and sincerity of words can be enhanced, when spoken or written from the heart.
The unique poetry works contained in this album include:
'High Tide' - a short verse on drowning.
'Awkward Shyness' - about the shy bravado of youth.
'The Dying Art of Being Sentimental' - about how we evolve within a life circle.
'Letting Go The Pain' - about being able to walk away from an abusive relationship.
'You Reap What You Sow' - about Love and what it takes to find it.
'Best Recipe for Learning' - an interesting quote about learning.
'Will You Remember' - about lovers in a war zone (the Civil War).
'Oh How We Dwell' - about what we don't do when we should.
'Scar Value' - a quote about experience.
'Come Tomorrow' - about waiting for a lover.
'From a Leaf's Perspective' - about shallow minded people.
'Children of War' - a short poem for lost innocence.
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‘High Tide’
Raising a limb to break the surface
When unseen and without possibility of rescue
Only serves to pull me down further than before
Though I try to climb above the summit of my fear
All I can do in reality is to, not panic and succumb
Closed eyes to measure this current’s growing strength
Flowing to unknown depths and in review, flow all life’s highs
Drowning…
Making love with you…
Such wet thoughts, are but fluid sighs…
* Words by Pearldiver *
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There are no set rules for youth.
‘Awkward Shyness’
I remember a far younger you
Flirting more directly than other girls
In almost boyish style you faced the world
Carrying something very attractive, fresh and new
Something in your confident, flashing eyes that smiled
As you tried to draw attention to the lift of your breasts
Searching my face for any sign, that I had noticed them and you
Awkward is our youth so often, in such circumstance
Where there are no rules, on who should break the ice
No synchronized flirtation, to raging music, or any spontaneous chance
So each day, you walked my dog, maybe he walked you
Great Dane, great personality, his great awkwardness of youth
And so you were noticed, in noble company, with perkiness and control renewed
I never shared my thoughts, or the feelings that I carried then of you
So often, youthful awkward shyness, shapes our lives and what we do...
* Words by Pearldiver *
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‘The Dying Art of Being Sentimental’
I believe that unlike elephants, mankind evolves carelessly
And moves further away from before, with each child born
Each generation less content and seeking more
Of what they deem to be, the perfection of youth
Leaving those things perceived to be redundant
And of no relevance to current trends and whims
Left choking and neglected on dusty plains of yesteryear
Consigned to inevitable death, but at least archived
Oh how I once pursued the perfection of my youth
And thus ensured that children would ultimately be its testament
Oh how one searches for those tangible things, one’s parents ignored
Embracing life completely oblivious, to the dying art of being sentimental
Or what it takes to consider the irony of its relevance, to every caring life
How it announces the reality of drawing closer to one’s own death
And highlights, how carelessly man has evolved, within one lifetime
By its very irrelevancy and absence, in the minds of apathetic children and elephants
Hopeful of completing a full life circle, yet moving further away from before...
Evolving... in the dying art of being sentimental...
* Words by Pearldiver *
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‘Letting Go the Pain’
Has time shown you lady, how bruises fade with your pain
How to find your inner strength within a broken, vulnerable heart
To let go and realize that you can really be, making a brand new start
Towards happiness and with new belief in you, you will surely love again
Has time shown you lady, how pain fades when hopes come true
How determined strength found, has helped to mend a now, not so bruised heart
And factually why in the end, letting go helped you realize, how easy it was to start
A deserved journey to find happiness and how real love will come true, when you do…
___Just believe in You __
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All the same, are average guys.
‘You Reap What You Sow’
Love you are truly magnificent
Traffic stops to watch you go by
Men forget what they were doing
And why
Like fools they send you roses
They’re all the same, average guys
No flowers could ever match your fragrance
But they’ll never realize
Love only commits to the best
Those who understand your need to roam
Lovers who’ll never take you for granted
You took me home
Ah Love, how your beauty sparks the fires
Crowds gather in the hope you will appear
You could be anywhere in the world, you wish to be
Yet you are here
Oh Love, such power in your presence
It’s in your every move, your incredible style
You just always make our world a better place
When you stay awhile
See all those unhappy people searching
They don’t appreciate how love helps them grow
Falling short with their demands and expectations
They reap, exactly what they sow
Love, you give great reasons for living
Throughout my life, you’ve removed my every fear
Love, you really could, be anywhere, you wish to be
But you chose here…
_____________________________
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The best recipe for learning may not be for all - You wok it out!
‘Will You Remember?’
Will you always remember the secret nights we shared?
To avoid your father finding us together in the dark
In those hazy days we sneaked away from chores
And ran openly across fields of wild spring flowers
Making love and new promises, beneath the larks
Remember how happy our lives were, before the war
Now we can no longer even be friends, our families say
Lovers unable to be, all pray for peace to be restored
Gone all purpose, all reason, our larks have flew away
And all we damned, unwilling enemies, told to ignore
Every feeling, every real thought we had had before
Always remember that I fired my rifle, into the wall
Not to kill an enemy, a brother, or your father, at all
Though both fired and killed the enemy that they saw
And wondered why you ran to me, to break my fall
To seal a memory, a secret, a fate of love so sure
How truly great our lives could've been, if not abandoned to a war!
* Words by Pearldiver *
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‘Oh How We Dwell’
Will we ever not be so selfish?
As to erase great future potential
With sad, angry feelings of the past
Will we ever not be so blind?
As to refuse to look beyond what we currently, foolishly see
From within pride’s perceived fears
Will we ever not be so sensitive?
As to allow such senseless, heartfelt punishment
To grow, to influence and to last
Will we ever not be so tormented?
As to find such unforgiving conflict, behind welling, absent tears
When will we be honest?
Just be, strong enough, to care, to break
Thus not reliving and endorsing, such cursed habits cast
Oh how we dwell
And now we’ve changed
Oh how we fell
To fate, so prearranged
Oh how we sell
The needs ignored
Though we don’t tell
How much we’re flawed
Oh how we blame and don’t admit
Oh how it’s wrong
Hollow reasons fit
Oh how we dwell and then with it, we just die
Can’t say, “I’m sorry”
Yet don’t know why
We've just dwelt...
But oh, how we dwell!
_________©_________
* Words by Pearldiver *
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The value and significance of scars.
‘Come Tomorrow’
When I shut my eyes and focus on you, you are here
As tiredness seduces welcome slumber, you are here
You know my vulnerability, my hopes and my inner dreams
You know how much I miss you and desire you, it seems
You always come to me when you need to, just to let me know
And constantly remind me why I need, to need you so
And why, when I woke today, I felt you were so near
Oh how I wish these missing times, were not so slow...
Come tomorrow, oh come tomorrow
Perhaps, you will be here…
____________________________
* Words by Pearldiver *
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‘From a Leaf’s Perspective’
Sadly, there are those who constantly complain
About things of which they have given little thought.
With complete absence of perspective, in ignorance of life
Negatively altering the composition of perfectly good air
Bleating until others change, or give way to enforced pettiness
How sad, that we are constantly asked to listen to, agree with
And to accept, people clearly more negative than ourselves!
How sad, that their attitudes do not allow them to raise their sights
Or to think, or to see the immense beauty and natural wonders of nature
Or beauty in other life existing; beyond the questionable reach of their noses
How hollow are their decisions made, to cut down deciduous trees
Merely because such trees thoughtlessly, intentionally drop their leaves
Scattered, intrusive leaves, born only to upset well practiced moaners
Those same empty minded, unimaginative, ignorant few who do
Constantly complain, with no understanding of the trees they pursue
Or God’s reasons for and all the obvious purposes of
Autumn leaves, just blowing through…
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Hope...frees the young spirit.
‘Children of War’
Walnut ships make their way to the coast
Toward fate unknown, a courageous, tiny invasion armada
Conveyed anticipation too great, for others to appreciate
In each arrival’s joy, waves of mixed emotions break
Billowing sails and rising tides, bring them ever closer
Ever more relevant to this day, their time in history
We built walnut ships to carry the hopes of each child
Sailing, with the hope that one day, all children will be free
And their childhood dreams will be...
* Words by Pearldiver *
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Other works by Pearldiver.
- Haiku-Do: The Way of Haiku: Bamboo Poems About Life.
Haiku-Do: The Way of Haiku: Bamboo Poems About Life; by Pearldiver. - Life Circles: Poems of Hope: About Finding Love
Life Circles: Poems of Hope: About Finding Love. - Amazing Poems of Hope: Life Circles: About Suicide, Being There and Being Strong When You Feel That
Amazing Poems of Hope: Life Circles: About Suicide. - 'My Life Circles': Poems of Hope: Album One: A Collection About Sad, Brave, Positi
My Life Circles: Album One: A Collection of Poems of Hope