Open Poetry #37 |
Iotas, Fragments, Specks, and Bits |
steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
I’m not here to figure out the whys Or even if I have the right To excuse the things that transpire As they happen so to me For if I could simply cipher Relating that which is meant to be Against all odds of occurrence— Going through my sphere of banded time, My goal would be to observe the unexpected— Expecting its arrival on bonded soil Never to remember its reshuffling To my essential soul Suspecting only convergence in detail Posing as happenstance Egregious though in exercise Countermanded only by unseen evidence Knotting itself on faith’s hinges Biding its time in echo’s floes Indicting its power as it grows Timeless in virtue and ageless in pose Seeking my soul, wherever it goes |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Steaven, this is going into my permanent library. An eloquent piece, this is! ...jo |
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jody5 Senior Member
since 2005-12-21
Posts 876California, U.S.A. |
This is deep. You are truely and artist. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Knotting itself on faith’s hinges a fragment I like... and knot myself on also M |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
wonderfully written! How I can relate to this, always wanting to know what is ahead, yet, wanting the surprise of life! Eloquently written! miscellanea |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
thank you all for taking time to read and comment on my little acrostic |
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