Open Poetry #22 |
Dynamic Mind Trip |
D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
If I was a feather that could float free Riding the whispers of someone’s dreams Free falling and rising in whirling inspirations The magic stirring in a mind’s delight If I was a rainbow rose, so delicate That the texture captured a person’s heart Fragile aromatic incense in hypnotic trances In every feeling, a color of glorious paradise If I was a musical instrument Whose voice cast spells of pure rapture In notes with such special intensity That the cries where captured In the music heard forever If I was a mural so dynamic That eyes where automatically blended In thought of a million combinations Amazed strokes melting your soul Into a stupendous mindscape If I was a poem so fantastic Mesmerizing the brain in waves Of hallucinogenic astonishment Cherishing every nerve rippling within The climatic eruptions of interpretations Becoming abundantly crystal clear If I was an artist With such a inner devotion Reaching for the pinnacle Amid all possible obstacles Draining in such negativity That there is no going back For the dream of a feather In the texture of my heart In a voice with such intensity Blending in such dynamic mind stokes In such cherished interpretations Creating a special place of its very own D.Lester Young 9/21/2002 Tuscaloosa, AL Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry) |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
beautiful images and thoughts. Too early for the rainbow, too early for the dove These are the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Very beautiful Cold hands means a warm heart |
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