Open Poetry #49 |
deep Wintry Zen (miscellania) |
secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
whirling thoughts and swirling snow Life’s Winter pardons none We are as the snowflakes dancing for a moment then lost ten thousands dancing snowflakes and the Winter wind know as much as I startled by the midnight there is only snowy silence standing by this frozen- twilight river when will it flow away into a long Spring day Above the pines there is only snow Beneath the pines there is only snow footprints fading into time In the snowy forest there is only time, silence, and this never ending tao Summer – Winter Winter – Summer which is more real fireflies or snowflakes a thousand silent snow-bound hills poverty, melancholy, and bitter regrets Winter brethren from the heart of the storm evening bells stir the loneliness midnight and Winter my birth my life my heart no matter midnight window Winter chill piping for the blood to dance a shrill Winter wind pipes the snowflake dance all time and direction lost with the snowfall a white heron vanishes with only word-painted dreams, and moonlight how can I keep you? lost love leaves no trace of itself --- b. e. adams (3/1/2014) |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
"with only word-painted dreams, and moonlight how can I keep you?" How profound. This one really spoke to me. You got some good stuff going on right here! Lori |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
My Master told me I own every inch I shovel and he owns every flake that falls. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Thanks Lori and Max for your comment/reply posts on this 'write!' I know not truly what Life is nor what Death is but I must believe ... that Love is stronger than both |
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Mugwamp New Member
since 2013-09-22
Posts 8 |
as good a poem as I ever read |
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