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Map of Imola
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Map of Imola |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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June is smooching Coaxing with clear temptress waters Unrolling before my eyes In chronological order White stars climb even higher In generous infinite dictations Splashing sunlight through hemlocks More greener now, then before Right into the marrow of earth To some worlds veins that are and were Jumping into this spiritual moment I break into shapes and tones Hugh dreams spiraling with wings of courage Borrowing ideas of sailing across the undertow While voices of light penetrate my soul Reading to me, like a visiting nurse Together we find a passage… Listening deeply with our hands Succulent pears tasted so good Seraphic muse with an absurdly clear vision Is a master of the surreal, linking feelings Handing me a lyrical pass I’m not waiting for the next stanza Remarkably composed, holding my finger to the wind Climbing the ladder of harmony, smiling a wave Jumping right into this river Monet’s water lilies smile Running to meet me Asking me if I found their beach ball Pointing to the water, together we dive On the way to the other side There were so many homeless crowding the roads The looks on their faces were blank, like that of a crow So I gave them my dreams…all of them? There was an unclear sense of some loss Turning my head, walking straight into the voice of dawn And right out the other side of God’s being The very essence of full human potential Discovered my bones There I was… Weak, hungry, alone…..but alive I remembered the blueprints in my pocket Glanced at them, looked right up into the sun Thinking, “My oh my, that’s some palace I’m going to build!” I imagined molecules linking together….thinking “The Artist Transformed my Direction” Well…better get started… I’ve got a map of Imola |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
think I'd like a copy of that map, Lee an exquisite write, fantastic imagery and metaphors another keeper |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ That was quite a trip, enjoyed. |
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Insomniac Cat Member
since 2003-09-23
Posts 69The Land of the Dadaists |
I like this! I'm going back for another read! "I am the hobbyhorse. I am the stapler in the mud, the toad in your brain." |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
LeeJ Whenever I read your poems I think of Whitman, sometimes Ginsberg... The way you arrange your stanzas is phenomenal...Sometimes I have no idea where you are going with a line, but it doesn't matter...There is sheer joy in your compositions...this poem is no exception. BTW....Are you making Reference to the city of Imola in Italy, or the rugged Grande Prix racetrack that goes by that name...? just wondering.. ________ice ><> |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Dear Ice...truth be told...I don't know either, where I'm going with poems...and when I start writing...until the end, when most of the time, a title comes to me. So many thoughts wandering around in my mind...and so many questions. I read once...and I don't remember where, maybe the Bible...but it went something like this...If you just let things be, and accept what is happening, to the questions will come answers...and most of the time...in there own time, they do come. In each individuals purpose and path. Many thanks to all of you for taking the time to not only read...but comment as well. |
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