Bursting The Richter Scale

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Open Poetry #22

Bursting The Richter Scale

D.Lester Young
Senior Member

since 2001-12-08

Posts 1219
Austin, Tx

0 posted 2002-09-30 08:51 PM

In the silence of the night
The music came whispering out
In soothing feathering notes
Caressing the inner soul

The hair of your skin rippled
Reacting within its soft warmth
Of stimulated nerve endings
Setting off static charges

In electrifying arousals
Your spirit climbs
Into the heavens of thought
Floating in angelic delight

In soft pillows your mind is cradled
In downy soft silken visions
Touching the naked womb of birth
An existence of a blessed purpose

In virgin imaginations
Your fantasies explode in vivid details
Creating a universe of creative abstractions
As the music starts to build its crescendo

Floating you ever so close to perfection
In the tides of ecstatic emotions
Which feel every part of your organism
Ride you on waves of hypnotic oceans

In ever increasing turbulence
Your mind is transfixed
Into a hallucinogenic self induced coma
Sweating within the needs to express yourself

In a vibrant leap you reach tranquility
Like you have never known before
Setting of inner fireworks
Of monumental designs

In a tapestry of true art
Your masterpiece is laid bare before you
As you drown in its enchantment
Setting free your self worth for eons
Bursting the mathematics of the Richter scale

Thought: How fantastic it much feel to reach you climax, where everyone will see your tapestry of true art as a masterpiece worth admiring.
Thought: In the music of your dynamic energy to express yourself, lie tears of internal happiness.

D.Lester Young 9/30/2002
Tuscaloosa, AL
Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry)

Streen
Member

since 2001-11-28

Posts 169

1 posted 2002-09-30 09:12 PM

I love the beautiful language you used in this poem. I can only hope that perhaps one day I will have such an immense reservoir of beauty to draw from in my writings.

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