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| Open Poetry #34 |
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AS One They Rise, As One They Land |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
I am ten: high above, bare maple limbs Are re-leaved, with black starlings. The world turns, and with it colors; Fauvist leaves, Matisse-red, and orange Splash the forest floor, as if a pallet; Making me a bed with paisley-pillows. For a child, not blinded, by grown-up thoughts The world of unconditioned states exists, is still believable; solid peripherals Shape no differences, word-speak Messages of migrating birds, he hears; Grownups can't, they have forgotten how to listen. Who leads? I ask the dark uncountables? Which one touches first, is first to lift? "We know not math or science", chirped the unison "The one of us is all, our bodies unified, (yes) Always there's duality, but never really two We rise at once, when time demands we go, And when it's time to perch, as one we land. [This message has been edited by ice (01-02-2005 11:03 AM).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You've caught them... when they are a magic carpet ride in the sky of twists, and turns, disappearing as they stream, then turn, a black rainbowed blanket in the sky, a magic carpet shaken by invisible hands... As one... Excellent...a visual treat, Ford. Thank you! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
ice Haven't spoken to the birds in a while. Thanks, enjoyed |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
Grownups can't, they have forgotten how to listen. do they listen? maybe if you shake them hard enough they will do they listen? when the trees are shivering with a cast of ice on, enduring what we can only glimpse at, and yet the faith they have to do it all over again come april? to birth again? do they listen? make them listen (actually you just did)  |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Beautiful Ford. Love this. :-) Within this heart you'll find love |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
* I am ten... sitting high within the sheltering branches of an olive tree sparrows circling around me, serendipitous moment of noisey tranquility and you, my friend, perhaps understand, why I did not come down from that tree when mother called me to come inside a smoke-filled livingroom to watch New Year's games * Happy New Year's to you, Ford |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"I am ten: high above, bare maple limbs Are re-leaved, with black starlings. The world turns, and with it colors; Fauvist leaves, Matisse-red, and orange Splash the forest floor, as if a pallet; Making me a bed with paisley-pillows. For a child, not blinded, by grown-up thoughts The world of unconditioned states exists" Oh to be ten again... wonderful write Ford..I so enjoy your work. Happy New Year Hugs. In the midst of winter, |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Karilea You have captured their movement exactly Thank you...You must still be a kid inside also... See More Try it See More, The language is still in you somewhere, They respond now, only you have to listen more carefully... Inky "do they listen? maybe if you shake them hard enough they will" I have tried to shake them, but all they say is ..."You're nuts" So I give up, and speak only to other entities when I am alone... Froggy.... Thank you.... Kacy OMG your life has unraveled very much like mine , especially in the early years. I understand very well why you chose to stay in the tree...it was safer there with the birds than being with the grownups, smoking and talking loud...and far more real. Nancy "Oh to be ten again..." Funny thing is, that that ten year old is still here, a little time worn , but its spirit is clean and as receptive as it was 50 years ago....and the little ten year old girl still smiles from your pen....its ok to not grow up completely, actual doing that can be a detriment... Thank you all, hugs all around... ___________ice/ford ><> |
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