riding the currents
sleeping through storms
treading water in the dark
~
sparks of harmonics
fly from my pen
~
my hand
the sentient animal
of my
heart
~
~
Photo credit: http://www.flickr.com/photos/liao/352885453/
riding the currents
sleeping through storms
treading water in the dark
~
sparks of harmonics
fly from my pen
~
my hand
the sentient animal
of my
heart
~
~
Photo credit: http://www.flickr.com/photos/liao/352885453/
Brilliant writing 🙂 It takes my breath away.
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Why thank you Natalie….
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Lovely how sounds tremble in your words, sparks from your pen. There is a very natural sense of you–you in the midst of sights and sounds and storms and rivers flowing unimpeded. Which is as it should be.
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Thank you George. When things are stirred up from the bottom, and top and bottom are turned upside which way, I’m so grateful to have this creative expression…
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a wonderful conspiracy of the heart and the hand…resulting to a profound poetry…
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Thank you Virgilio. But the “conspiracy” if any, probably lies in my head. You have me thinking here!
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What you are able to convey with such a judicious of words is a rare and wonderful talent, admired by this clunky old prose writer. “Treading water in the dark…” Awesomely and hauntingly beautiful! Good work.
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Why thank you Stephanie, I’m glad you liked this… Some images are a gift.
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I love that last stanza, J.H.
Gorgeous!
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Thank you Jeremy…it’s given me a run lately.
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your poems always arouse wonder … they’re written deeply without losing their lightness of bearing. tony
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Your kind comment, Tony, is all the more interesting to me since I was just reading another perceptive post about a mutually favorite book title, Milan Kundera’s
“The unbearable Lightness of Being”
on http://deborahbrasket.wordpress.com/2013/05/20/lightness-of-being/
I’m delighted when something resonates with your song writer’s heart.
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words
always flow
through
unknown channels
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I suppose so, Geo Sans…The task of knowing my self… and trusting.
Thank you, as always, for your thoughtful commenting. It’s usually a twist, a spin, a different door.
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