Poetry Ring - Poetry by Daniel F Mitchell

A Stride Ahead of Death

Daniel F Mitchell — Fri, 18 May 2012 02:58:18 +0000

A Stride Ahead

Thank you, life, for another day!
With praise I draw this breath!
I account it well enough to stay
A stride ahead of death!

~ Daniel F Mitchell

Breath of God

Daniel F Mitchell — Sun, 22 Apr 2012 09:38:06 +0000

The Breath of God

Sing away. Float away.
Lay a soft whisper in my hair.
Upon an ocean fly,
Across a sea of endless blue,
Across an azure day.
A wisp of white upon the air,
A fleecy blanket on the sky,
The breath of God are you.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

Sonnet for an Atheist

Daniel F Mitchell — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 12:32:18 +0000

Sonnet for an Atheist

O, how free was I when I went my way,
Each dogma cast as grit beneath my tread!
And how the simple facts in order lay,
When rid of every falsehood in my head!
Atheist I am called for my worldview,
Denying lies which render theists blind,
Seeking the path toward all that is true,
With a stalwart heart and resolute mind.
But I have more than rejection of lies
And cowardly comfort of endless breath,
Which religious fools and liars devise
To dull away the sting of certain death.
Rich in the lavish lap of truth I live,
Possessing gifts that gods can never give.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

Firmly Rooted

Daniel F Mitchell — Sun, 04 Mar 2012 09:13:29 +0000

Firmly Rooted

Ardent vine of mine, wither as all things must!
But death shall dull his blade before thou art dust!

~ Daniel F Mitchell

Expectations of Something More

Daniel F Mitchell — Sat, 25 Feb 2012 20:12:16 +0000


	Expectations of Something More Am I the product of all that I sense - Just fantasy, and nothing more intense? Or is there a more refined conception, Of which I lack a means of perception? One enchanted moment of paradise Arrived in my mind one bright afternoon, Wrought by some supernatural device That sent my spirit into a deep swoon. Would that I could purchase there forever - Transcendental reality capture, And hold it in a never-failing clasp! Henceforth, let bliss be my true endeavor, With adamant claims to total rapture, A dispensation of dreams in my grasp! I am content with earthly enterprise, But I look e’er to the opposing shore, In hope that eternity may arise Per my expectations of something more. ~ Daniel F Mitchell

Swiftly Flowing

Daniel F Mitchell — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 02:52:53 +0000


	Swiftly Flowing My life is just a dream In universal flow, And matter but a stream That only time can slow. The hours are swiftly flowing. The time of youth has passed. I don’t know where I am going, But I’m going there fast. ~ Daniel F Mitchell

Tender Winter Light

Daniel F Mitchell — Wed, 21 Dec 2011 02:33:57 +0000

Tender Winter Light

A tender winter light
Shines luminous as day,
Illuminates the night
As if to say,
Why do you weep?

As a song the heaven sings,
In promise of other springs,
The twinkling gently clears
My misty eyes of tears,
And bids me peaceful sleep.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

Singer

Daniel F Mitchell — Fri, 16 Dec 2011 09:46:27 +0000

Singer

Praise him who bides the day
With song on his deeds,
Not sure what to say,
But knowing his tone exceeds
All measure of mortal boundaries -
That his notes shall linger on the morrow,
When forever takes time’s foundries,
And dust has done away with sorrow.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

Redemption Winging

Daniel F Mitchell — Tue, 15 Nov 2011 08:32:46 +0000

Redemption Winging

Fated to a dark realm where dwells no peace,
Where weeping and wailing nothing avail,
And the musings of regret never cease,
Where all appeals and prayers falter and fail,
Immersed in the mordant waters of Styx,
Damned to the deepest depths of perdition,
Subject to mortality’s cruel barbed pricks,
I have known the ruin of self-sedition.

But hope I have found; a sunbeam streaming,
Redemption winging as a passing dove,
Silver-white through a radiant-cloud dome.
Heaven has arrived, in my soul beaming,
To warm me until I come back to love,
And lend me heart until I return home.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

Shadows and Sand

Daniel F Mitchell — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 10:32:42 +0000

Shadows and Sand

We are only shadows and sand,
Blending into deepening shades of dusk.
We are fire in mystery’s hand,
Fragrance of bloom lost to decay’s stale musk.

We are vague promises broken,
Form and motion that time will soon rescind.
We are secrets vainly spoken,
Rumors on the dusty tongue of the wind.

~ Daniel F Mitchell