Open Poetry #44 |
The crown of truth |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
As the world turns round and round so spins the one who loves slow motion it would seem from the then into the now. That spin is like a crown of truth that adorns my thoughts and moves and glitters its beliefs from the mental realms of memory to the present physical. I step out sometimes from my queenly guise into the work-a-day that spans a time of weeks to months of discarded memory but that crown of truth refuses lies and entwines itself betwixt the times to bring love back again, again, into consciousness. My hair grows thick and thicker now and the crown unbalanced wobbles because it seems my everyday holds no vestige of the truth. Of truth and crowns and mental realms see how they lie unused when in the present physical we lose our regal eminence! Helen / 8 February 2009 |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
That last verse is all about the truth. Well written enjoyable piece. Nothing stays the same forever. Eric |
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