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The Artful Warp of Time
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The Artful Warp of Time |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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With head just so and nestled in love disrupts my search for sleep and through the artful warp of time I’m taken, led, or told to go. No straight line the warp of time but curved and convoluted, bent, and it circles over, back again, to confuse, bemuse, and mix up, the truth of my reality. Across the line, beyond the veil, or to the side concurrently, emotive dreams are fashioned, made, and thrown like seeds into the night to land within an open heart and grow a deep and restless need. And we who dream must surely know love doesn’t fall from tall oak trees but is the trunk, the branches, roots, that holds aloft the leaves of peace. Within the artful warp of time leaves dance the dance of endless peace to proudly show what waits and hides till love becomes a state of mind! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
It's good to see you, Helen! Sometimes, love is an ache that feels like air still waiting in a place of moss and fern, inveterate tree.  |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
And we who dream must surely know love doesn’t fall from tall oak trees but is the trunk, the branches, roots, that holds aloft the leaves of peace. My goodness, this is wonderful writing! Enjoyed!! Chris  Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Hi, Martie! I'm scared of moss - it trips the innocent. The fern joins voice with tall oak trees and sings to me of love but then I slip and slide on the water from my eyes so either way I guess I land ... upside down in life. Thank you, Chris. I am most times surprised at what comes out through my fingers which leads me to presume that someone is trying to tell me something. One day I'll figure out the reason for it all. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"And we who dream must surely know love doesn’t fall from tall oak trees but is the trunk, the branches, roots, that holds aloft the leaves of peace. Within the artful warp of time leaves dance the dance of endless peace to proudly show what waits and hides till love becomes a state of mind!" Helen, this was absolutely beautiful. I don't know how I didn't see it before, but sure am glad I found it. The whole poem was great; I just pulled out my favorite verses. ....jo |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
Honeybunch, Amazing word usage to convey the idea. A keeper. Thanks a bundle. misc'e |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Jo - Thank you so much for "finding" and that, my friend, is the secret of life - it's all first off in the "finding" and then once found it's a case of having the wisdom to know what to do with it - I think but then I could be wrong for I so often am. Thanks miscellanea for reading and for taking the time to comment on my very simple word usage but then again life is really quite simple - it's just "us" that make it complicated. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
beautiful! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Bunches of Honey, your soul drips poetry. I swirl up and around with each poem of yours that I read. EA |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks Dixie and EA! Swirling up and around is a great experience if it wasn't for the landing down again but, of course, we never can forget that once upon a time we ... "swirled". |
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