Blued Brilliance


How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?

I was never given the empowerment of this knowledge,
this kind of confidence is beyond my capabilities.
This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
I lack the strength required to reverse the rain,
to move a mountain aside, to turn away the tides.
I possess no secrets of how to sequester the seasons.

What would become of the sky if denied the clouds?
What if the stars were stolen from the moon ...
would midnight still retain it's magic?
What if the tides were taken from the shore,
if the waves were denied their constance?
If the day was denied dawn, the night denied dusk ...
would time stand still, would the seasons still change?

Who holds these secrets, who is the keeper of the keys?
For what feels like forever, I have believed it was you ...
for so long now, you've been my axis, my gravitational pull.
All this time you've been the one who turned the calendar pages,
the one who promised the blue and the deliverance of the waves.
Only your voice could ever compete with their calming constance.
Not even the summer solstice captivated me as much as you in
perpetual motion, leaving me as awestruck as I was by the ocean.

No ... I don't begin to comprehend how to resist such brilliance,
nor do I understand how to exist without such promised presence.
I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.

Yes ... I confess, I've fallen for the tides and all they told true ...
as well as for the vulnerability of your horizon's endless view.
This time I fell the farthest for the beauty of the ocean's blue ...
most of all, I took the fall for the brilliant blues hidden in the hues of you.

                      
                      ~*~

" ... And think not, that you can direct the course of love ...
if it finds you worthy ...  it then directs your course."

K.Gibran

“We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we can find in our travels is an honest friend.” –Robert Louis Stevenson

(smiles) This reminded me so much of tha song by Jimmy Cliff "I Can See Clearly Now", it seems with your gorgeous words it couldn't get any bluer as you make the ocean reflections here sapphire blue! (kiss on cheek) I absolutely am putting my vote down for this, yay, wish I could be there to snorkel in the deep blue, yay, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Janet, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

Well...it's about time!
I was so hoping you would submit this one!!
Has to be in the book...just has to be!
~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~

~ Trace my body with your words..
And in doing so, you touch my heart. ~

          
~* Carpe' Diem *~  

Couldn't let this beauty pass by without my vote

Titia

Like scattered leaves...my words will flow

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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A friend hears the song in my heart, and sings it to me when my memory fails.

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

sweet butterfly....you are so priceless!!!   as is every words that flows from your pen.....voted yes....for this yes....for you ALWAYS!!!
Lauren~

Take me where the tides start
So I can pull you into me

JM,
Well now, I've never seen blue so intense! It doesn't get better than this. Gotta go vote.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

oouuu eeee oouu ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang ...
oouuu eeee oouu ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
;)

A treat to read this again, as I've read it so many times...

Here's a great big VOTE for my favourite nocturnal arthropod.  

Parasite

"Faith" means the will to avoid knowing what is true.
~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

"To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you"

luv ya sweet poetess.....I understand a little better each time when I read you..... heart hugsss
Lauren~

Take me where the tides start
So I can pull you into me

How long have I been dreaming I could make it right ...
If I closed my eyes and tried with all my might
To be the one you need...

J. Browne

Dwelling on the negative simply
contributes to its power.   
Shirley MacLaine

Sperari

I know only one thing, and that thing is that I know nothing.