»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #36
»
disorders in natural meditation
| Open Poetry #36 |
|
disorders in natural meditation |
|
|
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
|
night fell like a child when the world is young story tellers are great gods pasting barnie band-aids on graves with sweet flutes, of dante’s beatrice forests honking their horns while we grasp the golden ring riding a wooden horse with no heart recycled permission shrouds the growing child everyday sentences, dulls the pain of a dangerous snake as if mary dropped jesus in mixed images one for each element, like a maze doing some prison shuffle to suit each day are there secrets to life? growing in some sleepless night? dancing in armageddon? the one we've created? where monsters of self-reproach burn alive any deep hypnosis of an after death experience and the light walking toward us? like dusting towns that stick to your feet selective listening shifts bridges paralyzing the left brain rules may not always seem fair but live due to reason wearing a string of hope with a dsl cable modem… time tunnels scream to any last life on earth pandemics of the soul spring forward where daughters sob entering a spirit world life between now and then becomes a perennial passage pressing my nose against a monday morning window wondering, pondering…. why music wears black will anyone know that it’s missing to what seems to be a present we should be alighned with Atlantis but barbaric saliva wins pushing my behavior into the long dark place until i become a blank gap where no one knows my face between form and wedlock I vow to listen to plum sunsets on my own under god’s robe in this this very small bend in the road [This message has been edited by LeeJ (08-02-2005 08:19 AM).] |
||
| © Copyright 2005 Lee J. - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
between form and wedlock I vow to listen to plum sunsets on my own under god’s robe in this this very small bend in the road You listen well in your small bend there,ms. lee.......and from the small bend comes a booming voice of clarity ********************* dont always say it, sometimes just too fogged in the head to really take it all in and i hate to just give lip service comments to such poignant pauses in this mad world but i'm walking with you, if you allow me |
||
|
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms lee j.. now I know what I was reading before I read you enjoyed this one!! |
||
|
Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
Amazing, simply amazing! Pat |
||
|
GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
So many lines that I love!! "night fell like a child when the world is young story tellers are great gods pasting barnie band-aids on graves" "wearing a string of hope with a dsl cable modem…" "pressing my nose against a monday morning window wondering, pondering…. why music wears black" "I vow to listen to plum sunsets on my own" I love it! And one of the things that is greatest about reading you, is you always make me think. Excellent poetry here  Always, Alyssa Hupomeno. |
||
|
Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"pressing my nose against a monday morning window wondering, pondering…." ~ Dang, girl! How perfect is that?!? ~ VERY!!! Love your writing! ~ and YOU! Linda  |
||
|
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ between form and wedlock I vow to listen to plum sunsets on my own under god’s robe in this this very small bend in the road Me too. Good morning sweet. |
||
|
Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"between form and wedlock I vow to listen to plum sunsets on my own under god’s robe in this this very small bend in the road" This piece of exquisite writing will stay with me for a long long time.. Well done...well said Lee. Heart Hugs~Nancy Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that. |
||
|
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
One of your best, Lee. I was going to quote some lines that captured my attention, specifically... thought it would be redundant to put the whole poem in here again... So I'm just going to box my pens and pencils away, and spend the rest of this summer reading Lee. |
||
|
Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I agree, LeeJ...this is one of your best, but they all are! |
||
|
froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Beautifully said. :-) <^^> Today the pond....Tomorrow the world |
||
|
marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
creative and thought provoking---so many pieces to this complete masterpiece! |
||
|
ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
"pushing my behavior into the long dark place until i become a blank gap where no one knows my face" Perhaps, no one on the street Knows or recognizes your true face, Or feels the pressure That your crown of thorns Is putting on your brain... (Strangers to your poetry) "like dusting towns that stick to your feet selective listening shifts bridges paralyzing the left brain" No one except your close family: (Or perhaps some who feel They understand your poetry) "pandemics of the soul spring forward where daughters sob entering a spirit world life between now and then becomes a perennial passage" My assumption is, that you hide your grimace Beneath a mask to shield your privacy, Trying to hide from the outside world. But your mask is torn away And the pain in your eyes Is brought to your readers sight By the beauty and complexity of your poetry; If one reads down the lines, and thinks- Slightly crossing their eyes. *"We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,-- This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties." (I have no right to assume anything, I am only doing an interpretation here, Lee Speaking of what this poem says to me personally. Hope you understand, and are not insulted Or upset in any way by my words) ----------------ice/ford ><> (Paul Lawrence Dunbar- Excerpt- "We wear the mask") [This message has been edited by ice (08-03-2005 06:40 AM).] |
||
MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
well this touches me very deeply~ one for my own self ~ more for the others that begged to leave with me as they couldnt stand it watching them cry, feeling their abandenment, as they was drug back in. and seeing no life in their little eyes as a child should have. there was a lot of issures here, but this is what brought me to tears. My spirit will rise |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
