Open Poetry #34 |
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Cyclical Maneuvers |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
In final acquiesce to the power of the night and resisting the temptation to throw a tantrum like a willful child denied extended play the light of day roller skates towards the bitter end. I stand on the sidelines of passive withdrawal as a witness to the joining of life and death as one and to cyclical maneuvers out of my control. In cryptic code beyond the scope of limited ability lies the scroll of understanding of living versus dead and why the departed forever shine spotlights into shadows of a mind ready to capitulate. And like a sponge I find myself absorbing messages indistinct and vague like my own up to the sun till I can grasp the concept of silent negotiation and how it feels to be enflamed and then denied. I am the sun and the moon rolled into one bearing humanoid features distinctively arranged to grow and change cyclically beyond my control and merge finally into happy twilight time. And I am recyclable when prepared to acquiesce in passivity to repetitive endeavours unless I take control by letting love always flow through life’s so very artful cyclical maneuvers! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Helen, this is an amazing piece and I am putting it in my library. What a piece to ponder! Hope you are well, my dear friend. ![]() |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you, Jo. Yes, I am fine and it is indeed a happy time when sons come home for the holidays. My best to you and yours. May 2005 be a wonderful year. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
always love reading yours happy holidays Helen |
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