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Sunshine

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Listening to every heart

0 posted 2003-03-20 07:16 AM

Chaac, Time, & the Yucatan

Konrad read carefully the history
that displayed time, and circumstance,
before him…

how heavy air hangs
where ghosts walk, as if time, distilled,
runs thick like blood in chase
of coagulation…

“Chaac, Jake”, he thought,
as the fog lifted, clarity
of time, space, happenings,
coming clear,

Chaac, Jake,
two someones who could rip rain from clouds,
leave ladies hanging in twilight,

a thunderbolt of honor in Dillon’s eyes….

one with a history of god-like abilities,
the other, history in the making…

But Chichen Itza was Chaac’s home,
as elsewhere stood Jake, but who knew,
Konrad knew,
as at the bottom of his pool,
this pool,
perhaps,
answers could be found in
the Cenoté…perhaps because it carried

blues of royalty,
reds of sacrifice,
and this area’s henequen
tied them all
together….

It never failed Konrad, to notice
the beauty of an area,
where flamingoes rose like a sheet
of sunrise,
while jungle sounds made one realize
they were not alone,
or even to look back on
the magnificence of Jake,
but even more,
to pick at the substance of
misunderstandings,
even when all seemed
raveled in mystery,
and time…

Konrad waited, remaining in a
self-induced limbo,
for the drought to hit again,
if only in his mind,
if only

would it be better if he knew,
for sure, if one took the positive home,
to him?

to once again escape
to the fog,

would there be acceptance
in his knowing?

where all would seem clear
in the mist
of his mind.

Although Iambe would understand,
even if the fog
didn’t clear.

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

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Realms of Light

1 posted 2003-03-20 09:11 AM

This was jam-packed with unique and colorful verbiage! Wondrously descriptive writing. You are so darn good--and you are worthy of your name, dear Sunshine--for your light--and write!--are pure gold!

Peace & Light,
Linda

[This message has been edited by Earth Angel (03-20-2003 09:51 AM).]

Enchantress
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Canada eh.

2 posted 2003-03-20 09:20 AM

Do you know how great it is to get up in the morning
and read something as well written as this?
You are carrying this story along very well.
Much enjoyed the morning read.

~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~ I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before ~

Cpat Hair

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since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

3 posted 2003-03-20 09:49 AM

Konrad waited, remaining in a
self-induced limbo,
for the drought to hit again,
if only in his mind,
if only

would it be better if he knew,
for sure, if one took the positive home,
to him?

to once again escape
to the fog,

enjoyed this..and especialy this passage.. well done Sunshine..well done indeed.

Brad Majors

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since 2001-04-03

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Georgia

4 posted 2003-03-20 10:15 AM

Extremly interesting

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

5 posted 2003-03-20 06:17 PM

Chaac, Jake,
two someones who could rip rain from clouds,
leave ladies hanging in twilight,

a thunderbolt of honor in Dillon’s eyes….

one with a history of god-like abilities,
the other, history in the making…

==============================
blues of royalty,
reds of sacrifice,
and this area’s henequen
tied them all
together….

It never failed Konrad, to notice
the beauty of an area,
where flamingoes rose like a sheet
of sunrise,
while jungle sounds made one realize
they were not alone,
or even to look back on
the magnificence of Jake,
but even more,
to pick at the substance of
misunderstandings,
even when all seemed
raveled in mystery,
and time
=================================

the moth is here...late but smiling...
I had to read this a couple times to take it all in...so much lovely imagery..and then to let all the subplots and connections you are unraveling for us with a delightful intensity of old bonds and blood ties.
very cool images and analogies in this poetess K ...
the moth needs her passport for all the cool places you are taking us