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Open Poetry #45

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Michael G
Senior Member

since 2000-06-25

Posts 579
Nashville

0 posted 2009-11-05 01:42 AM

birds fly beneath my breast
shadows align, close my eyes
and feel for an instant
that I may never know again.
I'm not calm, but tingle
at the slightest confines
of my heart wanting to burst
away into heaven and space.
Soft eyes refine to wonder
to gaze across my face,
to look at the wind
to look at comfort.
Small slight movement of
hands, touch, spark,
all is running and now
I must find how to live.

SlowlyFallAway
Member

since 2008-08-29

Posts 279
North Carolina

1 posted 2009-11-05 09:48 AM

"i must find how to live"

if you ever do find out, PLEASE let me know. love it.

AncientHippie
Member

since 2009-10-15

Posts 411
Surfing the Cosmic Flow

2 posted 2009-11-05 09:49 AM

A very sensitive poem to a prelude, Michael. Exciting, but yet more than a little contemplative. Nice work.
Jim

"We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock"

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