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Circles around circles
We never seem to touch in the right place
Where we'd meet at an intersection;
where thoughts can over lap
and ideas spring to life!
And yet a life is what we've built
Circling like hawks picking eachothers bones
And anything else of use to feather our nest
Everything inevitably falls apart
Crashing down all around us
Except us
and we don't have much in common
Except our calamaties
And our never ending eddies
I guess we've managed to come full circle
More than few times
Dizzy as a spun dime
and yet here we are
at our throats as much as in our hearts
We seem to always over come
can't stay, can't go
say yes , say no
No doubt
I don't know
You figure it out
Draft-
Circles around circles
We never seem to touch in the right place
where we'd meet at an intersection
where thoughts can over lap
and ideas spring to life
And yet a life is what we've built
Circling like hawks picking eachothers bones
And anything of use
to feather our nest
Everything inevitably falls apart
Crashing down all around us
Except us
and we don't have much in common
Except our calamaties
And our never ending eddies
I guess we've managed to come full circle
More than few times
Dizzy as a spun dime
and yet here we are
at our throats as much as in our hearts
We seem to always over come
can't stay, can't go
say yes , say no
No doubt
I don't know
You figure it out
Wow!!!
I haven't been on much lately, but this is amazing! Your writing has advanced soooo much! It was alway great, but you are in the stratosphere now Excellent write!!!
I am so honoured you have
I am so honoured you have spent some time in Ssmoothieland! And so excited and overjoyed at your comment! I swear sometimes I write just to impress you. I will never forget the influence you have has on me as a writer, an observer of truth, perception or thought. What a glorious day! I haven't much time and sporadically do something here and there i don't refine often, I just pour it out on the page and share it with the universe, better out than in... a coping mechanism i can only write on my phone can't type much anymore due to an injury... rehab is a blinder of a thing! Never ready for it. But at least I have some avenue and maybe some audience who will make of it what they will. I just wish I had more refind stuff... maybe I should add a code to differentiate from my rambling thought bubbles and save more than a few from certain shock or boredom! ha ha ha So happy you dripped by the world is feeling much righter and brighter today! Thank you, my PostPoem legend!
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."
"and yet here we are at our
"and yet here we are
at our throats as much as in our hearts"
Word Empress, you did it again!
With dazzling acumen, rare awareness and burrowing insight, you unearthed so much about the dichotomy, the conundrum, the crazy-making complications and unspeakable treasures of our human connections. I love the laser-sharp resignation at the end: a realization that the exasperating, ever-changing scrollwork of humanity just is what it is. "You figure it out" Love it!
So much perspective, gorgeously unveiled.
How i look forward to you
How i look forward to you wonderful insights. The heat and soul of posrpoems lives in and through you
Your comments prompted me to tidy it up a bit and give it the form it deserves. Nothing as careful and thought out as your exquisite poetic journeys that are somehow perfunctory feeling - just so right. I wish I had the discipline to go where you go instead of just catching random ideas in the pixels of light hoping they will live on and one day ill create an anthology of the goodness bits or even write the ultimate poem... that its standard will meet yours... thank you so much. With much appreciation and delight. Hugs ss
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 love where you went with
I love where you went with this!
The first draft was enthrallingly beautiful, but after a bit of polishing, some white space and sonorous pacing to provide breathing room for your little bursts of brilliance, or "pixels of light" as you superbly called them, and an engaging cadence to carry your perceptions to a striking conclusion, I can only say: amazing!
Never doubt your innate gift and your extraordinary value here.
I'm deeply moved and humbled by your very supportive words. Brightest blessings.
This poem is very wise, and
This poem is very wise, and it tells me that you a shrewd observer of human nature and the human predicament.
Starward
Thank you my learned and wise
Thank you my learned and wise friend, you are always appreciated. You have become the stellar torch lighting the anchor looking starward on befits the hand over of the soul of Post Poems and Postpomies everywhere
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."
Thank you so much for those
Thank you so much for those very kind words.
Starward