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| Open Poetry #33 |
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Intimacy of Essense |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Remembering with great pleasure Strumming arpeggios, against all odds Deep abundance and resonance promotes Pasting roses on library walls What is real meaning, is unseen Exaggerated travel writer with sense of smell Intermezzo of magic proportions Dark-eyed enthusiasm muscular Staying power of friends, sharpened fangs of soul What is spirit is undetectable Sight-seeing curiosity, on wise men totally rocks! Sounding out a brochure Together browsing a guidebook Ludicrous baptismal, front seated bliss Sensing handfuls of resurrected dreams Astonishment in a tuxedo Both listen and wonder, staring into the mirror What is soul is indistinguishable Ears pierced and ready to under-go Feelings of a child…a rare statement of impeccable taste Drifts sheik naturalness, into contagious charms The laughter and appreciation belfries us Like the soft hands of pause, tingling intermission Forming around an entryway, toward an absurd unknown Voices talking quietly in the voyage of our room Timelessness as flesh concentrates on silent sounds What is heart is indiscernible Offering a cue of lights and placid sense Well-being spotted in wide-opened patience Feeling you, without your touching me Walking toward a wide-eyed innocence Drifting toward a center of embodiment And….. What is core is not visible to the eye Plum-tinged tenderness in a jewel-box cloister, Smiles the clean-shaven face of corridors Pageantry leans through some high-powered camera’s eye Pressing bouquets of anemones into our robust sighs What is essence is invisible to the sight |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Timelessness as flesh concentrates on silent sounds The above sentence is particularly captivating, but the whole poem is just great. Yes the essence of a soul is perceived ... by the soul. You say it beautifully! Love, Margherita  |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Enjoyable read, Particularly like the single lines between the stanzas A good style device Gloom |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
as the world turns does the lady watch the globe or see God's basketball some kewl questions here and answers in how they were asked |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
~ "What is real meaning, is unseen" ~ "What is spirit is undetectable" ~ "What is soul is indistinguishable" ~ "What is heart is indiscernible" ~ "What is core is not visible to the eye" ~ "What is essence is invisible to the sight" Lee, thank you for the poetic ponderings!   Linda  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
LeeJ You see inbetween the in and outs of things and paint them with remarkable color. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
what I wanted to say has been said already  awesome write! |
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