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A litany of manic adventures
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OBSERVATIONS... Such a playful synergy
Your heart strings and mine
Thrumming on our frequencies
Drawing fourth sacred energy
Running on light beams
Dipping our toes into notes
And hands wafting in melodies
Dizzying highs and resounding lows
Shattering boredom
Stepping on apathy
And plucking joy from the air
A glorious spiritual liturgy
How beautiful now since we've learned to pray
Drawing such sublime adventures
Going this way and that
Shuffling the order of truths and mystic mysteries
Coming full circle where withall
then bounding off again.
Such a lifting of feet
a symphony of etherial musings
The tethering of our minds eyes
innocent daydreams
Making a mockery of darkness
Shining in the glory light beams
Bloated with gladness
Soaring with hopes
Soul Edifying
And that's just the beginning
Of our poetry.
I often tell you you make me
I often tell you you make me smile, but that's not a "small" comment,Smooth, it's brevity for the expansiveness of my heart every time I come here. Even when you're letting us have it, your energy and spirit and wit is intoxicating. You are so much without being too much, and I just love you to pieces! This poem is sooo you...larger than life, even. That's only one reason I love it. The title itself is a poetic joy! And then, with you "plucking joy from the air"/ "shuffling the order of truths and mystic mysteries"and "making a mockery of darkness", (which actually made me laugh btw) well what's not to love about all of that?!
This is beautiful, and fun, and spiritual, and fantastic, all in one delicious morsel. Just like I said, "it's sooo YOU" and ALL of that makes me smile...a lot
Now I'm the one smiling grinning from ear to ear
How spectacular you are and how special i feel to be your friend in poetry and sharing my life mind and dreams. You are a poet of incredible breadth and depth. And in these hard times i feel so blessed that I have you and your appreciation just as I enjoy your unique takes and careful lines so much passion. Best blessings and hugss I needed this so much today!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Like tuning forks, your
Like tuning forks, your electrifying lines set the reader's vibrations to the frequency of a highly evolved connection. Using metaphors for sound (the building materials of the universe itself) you constructed a voyage into the deep realm of "sacred energy", "a symphony of etherial musings" and a "spiritual liturgy" that encompasses all of life's richness of experience, from "Dizzying highs" to "resounding lows". And isn't that why we're here? To experience it all, to expand by "Shuffling the order of truths and mystic mysteries/ Coming full circle where withall/ then bounding off again."?
With spiritual references and ecstatic, striking language, you make these "manic adventures", simultaneously harrowing and glorious and absolutely worth every moment, feel like a privilege, not a burden.
What's truly transporting is the way this poem never lands, but suggests a never-ending union between individuals and all consciousness.
An opulently constructed banquet for the heart and soul. Rapturous and wondrous!
I am completely sure you live
I am completely sure you live in my mind! I wish inhad not the pain in my hand to write what is truly deserving of you and your perfect perfunctory epigenetics that are so perceptive and so eloquent a grand master teacher, yes a poet and interpreter of inspirations, precise and meticulous yet not more than is necessary to convey! Truly a jewel in the crown of creation
Mauch love Life and joy, hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I'm so moved by your
I'm so moved by your exquisite words of appreciation and encouragement that I simply don't know how to thank you. Love, joy, life and hugss to you as well.
That is the quintessent
That is the quintessent summation of the poetic process. What a life to live, specially with like folk however different and unique they be.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
No lie
I am always SUPER stoked when you post
I never dreamed what it would be like
To cherish a creative son -Imagination
Aww thanks and I you! I'm
Aww thanks and I you! I'm around but have injured my dominant hand and have chronic referred pain syndrome. Everything takes so long with my other hand. I am now part machine screws and rods... but I am around here and there I try and read as many as I can and comment where I can. Inspiration can run dry quicker. I try to give a read for a read and a comment for a comment but the last year i just cannot. Pain is my old friend, but a chameleon always changing... hiding and reappearing in new places and new ways, but staying positive and strong is a duty and an honour!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
This is an excellent poem,
This is an excellent poem, and you deploy the metaphor of music quite well. The center of the poem is in the lines "And plucking joy from the air / A glorious spiritual liturgy / How beautiful now since we've learned to pray . . ." And the last four lines shows the effect of the process described in the poem's center. The hopefulness conveyed in this poem is like a cup of cool water in the scorching heat of the desert of our squabbles and despairs in this difficult time.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.
Starward
Thank you so much!
In time I will reply to all these wonderful comments, but yes you validating so wonderfully well the intention and the effortless way you convey it is always a marvel. It brings me much joy to read all the analysis in all the poems, they encourage me to read them often by your critiques and stunning comparisons I enjoy your poetry no matter if I feel uncomfortable or fit perfectly in the well worn eloquence, there is always an experience to be had
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Beautifully crafted poem.
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Thankyou Stephen, I am so
Thankyou Stephen,
I am so glad you think so. You often know where the best poems are, and you know your stuff! A REAL poetry heavyweight, so I really appreciate you saying this here. I'm on cloud 9! I even used commas and correct grammar because you are such an influence on me! :) Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."