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Roayl Diva |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Royal love breaks through like Divas Golden boxes of frankincense Messengers of light offering selfhood Occupy my eyes like a cohort Loaded with an obsessive sleep All prudence thrown to the wind Human birth winning love Intelligence flies right out the window Do diligence evolves into some Nirvana Making love to a key defined, opening superior doors In a turn key motion Oppression stares like a flippant sloth Speaking in muffled tones Flirting with possibility, like some never before uncharted ocean I through my arms around a homeless couple Happy to be there Thinking of you and surrendering to perspectives Learning to walk within a Matrix And some commonly abstract language Every morsel of Godiva truffles chain our thoughts Of sweet rendezvous true with context Unsealing the years like musical moments Change is an expression of fine insight and truism Returning towards it with a feeling of discovery Positive air bounced of the walls & floor Crowding toward us…noticing delirium The hair on my neck stood up straight Patient with fever…your lips felt like a gentle back pack With primary luxuries searing I saw possibility way beyond myth or fable Albert would have been in his glory Picking up these skeins of thought We nobly support the arts…reaffirming metaphorical meanings Into the night Wafting music, annunciation, love and joy, right into my pathway Past and present incorporated flesh and essence Jumbled, incomplete, like some hungry psyche recounting dreams There I stay with embodiment and its unseen values Cornucopias of some great life. given truth jumped out and scared me Gripping my mind, measuring droplets of natures parking lots Murmuring something about pollen and honey That mirror of blissed-out fidelity Sending for a hundred pounds and I aim to longevity Feeling the mission of morning’s peer All its profit under the sun…maddening isn’t it This godly love…we listen to the Preacher He touches you, you touch me We are handed two paths, with no town limits |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ A very literate write, but I think beyond the scope of most.  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I've read this and liked it but need to re-read so I am sending to my library. Very interesting. |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
A huge bag of inspiration here... loved the last stanza, "He touches you, you touch me We are handed two paths, with no town limits." But, for the most part the poem needs to be tightened up. (Also, did you mean to say "do diligence" or "due diligence"?) Grover. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
LeeJ Excellent language as usual... I am thinking this is not all about you, although in some parts it seems to be? The first stanza reminds me of Paris Hilton, whoever the hell that is? She seems to have no talent at all at anything, just another one of those "Royal Divas" crowned by the stupidity of pop culture....No wonder the terrorists fanatics call us infidels. You mention her here in the second stanza again.. "Oppression stares like a flippant sloth Speaking in muffled tones" But here in the third, the poem seems to revolve back to you as the main subject...perhaps a thought of an old lover that thinks still of you as a Diva? "Every morsel of Godiva truffles chain our thoughts Of sweet rendezvous true with context Unsealing the years like musical moments" The fifth stanza is sensuous, arousing in this line..."Past and present incorporated flesh and essence" It nobly supports that art in my mind. But maybe I have a dirty mind lol, and this is not what you planned for it to say? The last stanza leaves the reader begging for more, like a great song saved by the band untill last. to leave the crowd breathless... "This godly love…we listen to the Preacher He touches you, you touch me We are handed two paths, with no town limits" a most excellent ending btw, did you use the small g in "god" on purpose? Anyway, perhaps you don't feel like explaining or answering my questions, if you do not feel you want to, it's ok..I am just a curious fellow, I enjoyed the poem, that is what is most important....  ________ice ><> |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (does happy dance) This too reminded me of the "Big Fat Joe Idol Simple Life" out there, sweet friend, when did "Diva" become such a dirty word out there, LOL! (sigh) It sure feels like the Matrix, doesn't it, this is all artificial aluminum to me, od Bless You, you write with so much charisma, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Lee, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "You'll find something that's enough to keep you |
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