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In Pursuit of Quintessence – 1
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In Pursuit of Quintessence – 1 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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I have touched only a small part of me, nothing of myself, though I have lived these many years nothing have I learned that reflects good unto me. But I have a secret, informational at best, outrageous maybe in the audacity of the seeker. But I know of a place. A place, from beginning to end with distant hills and friendless valleys where my name has been written in the dust, no wind to disturb the fragile writing. It is there that I travel now. I seek Quintessence, not tangible like gold; no, the place I seek is concerned with Innerself. It is a far away, treacherous journey, I travel as a babe in the womb. My steps falter, my limbs are weak; they are immersed in old thinking which I must purge. Not an easy task this flushing out of the old, for I am not sure of its replacement. I only know I must continue this journey. To stop putting one foot in front of the other, metaphorically speaking, is impossible, and, I would sooner die than give up the search. How do I know of this place, this Quintessence? What foolhardiness causes me to seek what I might not be able to find? What do I expect out of all this, if and when I arrive at this place, this Quintessence? Why give up everything, society and its ills, the warmth of a woman's arms, the smell of a blood-red rose? Questions, questions, questions, questions, trying to make me see where I err. Foolishly trying to blind my vision, turn my head, confuse my thoughts. Impossible. I have read the omens, I have felt the burn of the soul, I have seen my name artistically written, each letter of a different hue, making it unique above all, breathtaking in its flawlessness. Me, in name only, complete. This is what I have set out to find. A oneness with my quintessence. Though the journey may be fraught with peril I tarry not, I press ahead into the labyrinth of my Id, to bend down before my name and breathe myself in. These are the words of one possessed, heed them, take care to understand them, know for a certainty shallowness has no place on this journey. I am stone-hard where it counts, my passion to reach my goal unbending, my desire concentrated, Still, in the distance the woeful sound of a mighty timber wolf howls his mournful dirge, a warning perhaps. I hold my head high breathe in the thin mountain air and set out toward its end. ©July 8, 2010 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (07-19-2017 09:34 PM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Wow! Where have you been hiding that?! Amazing! ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you I have a few more on the same subject. I'll post them here and there. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Lovely. And this... "I press ahead into the labyrinth of my Id, to bend down before my name and breathe myself in." Such wonderful lines. Enjoyed. -Trina |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ahhh . . What a wonderful comment, Trina, and I thank you very much. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
Jerry this is wonderful from start to finish!! I love where your words take my mind...I look forward to the next journey  Alana |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you most graciously, Alana. I will put the second one up probably in a couple of days, maybe even tomorrow. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Cerulean Member Posts 109 |
I'm just now getting to your "quintessence" poems. Your poem radiates sincerity. I can tell. And I hope you find what you're looking for. I will reply more as I read along the series. |
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