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You Never Noticed |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Nor did I see, indefinite, interesting gestures Firm self-acceptance, a true expansiveness exalts Subtlety widening only one thing at a time Blessed in absolution and high seriousness Profoundly reflective, adverse, setting the mind’s motion Freud’s myth of our questioning, meaningless, devoid Still composed to touch the gathering place eager To grow from a depth within the light of eyes And the idea of great distance, without one question Or hint of demise Commence both wise of nature and placements Where flaming images ascend the pillows history Concludes another name for death…and beyond There is no fear which navels our path Changing and caught in our meek and subtle head Where the greenest turf thrives like metal upon the heart Optimistic beyond human hearing, an ambassador Of sea glittering with joy, of its just being A lark’s song, connoisseur, releases powerful mystical moons Conversations reopening unlimited hand filled perceptions tuned Man’s maelstrom be a part of his running beaches In that instance both happens Where we undergo the experience The outdoor value stalks, with an intense feverish heart We listen very hard for the lights of direction of where to start Eye’s of Adam…in spirit, evokes anthology of uncanny sensed devotion Warmth of equations, where water leaps up to a poetic tradition in motion Deriving an irony, despite all the effort we put out Voicing our path, taking in breath dropping ideals absolute Dripping blindly and uncaring from a natural flute Saying, “keep combined sunlight gathered at the end of the mind” Therein with you, I felt this buoyancy beyond this archetype Expansiveness, to my credit, hopeless youth undoing refreshing cosmic feathers Utterly remaining in place, roots and shards of light heathers Roaring indefinite…excursion into earlier life, where stories begin Shutting my eyes perceives the elegance of the great blue diamond Enigmatic of what always is and will be We know it lies bare where Deity’s ear will hear With pearled music prophetic and marvelously electrifying Vivid sonnets politely working their way on wing Something of which affirms the world when sky darkens Hence, all hedges then jump away Where light becomes fairly noticed and shade clears the way We face directly to the illumination of harbor and open sea And listen for something, something of language to eat There, in the poise of our essence waking to a familiar smell Hands begin to feel the sacrament of dreaming Morning Pearls Yet unborn, but whispering to come and witness Entering a city within the soul, surrounding pastoral images Within this sea, I’ve seen and felt the years at rest Where we never loose the meaning which melodies ahead Digesting a muse floating lofty over songs of the entire world Marking an accumulation of colors of an island’s view unfurled There the gestures spin and balance all poles I own my part, finding iron blues, and properly coming home |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I noticed that you use lots of big words...something I never accomplished...do you have a degree in English or writing...James |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Each time you sharpen your pencil to make a point, it gets smaller. LOL enjoyed. |
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