This is a repost of very first entry on the TOO blog. Now that am merging that blog into this, some of them can be revisited as if new. For those of you who asked about more recent poetry - then here is an example!
And here lie the 1000 words
within the space of me
they require not to be spoken
neither split asunder by the
word-smith's ink-stained axe
they simply require to be
for myself alone and free
of any burden put upon them
by society's garbled mask
And here lie the 1000 words
unspoken history
connecting all wondrous nature
through the linking thread of sound
wrapped in packets called
words so literary as
we expect them to be churned
a lovely sentence thus creating
but the freedom ending up walled
And here lie the 1000 words
scattered throughout ether
no crisp white parchment have we now
nor quill with liquid squid defence
ahimsa rules here
no tree has bowed its head
been laid to earth and stripp'd low
but beware there's one thing you should know
the power driving this comes from whence
And here lie the 1000 words
contained within each frame
the balance oh the sweet balance
that's keeping us all together
hung precariously
illuminations in our mind
nothing more than the Lord's side-glance
brought about by some spark's passing chance
strung on His gossamer tether
Wow, I read this to mom and she said it was beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYour Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
Lovely, delicate but strong.
ReplyDeleteI confess I had to google ahisma.
Cheers, Gail.
Moving!!!
ReplyDeleteCrikey Murphy's Mum thought it was beautiful. Bertie had to google ahisma and Dory and Mama think it's moving. What the heck can I say?? Mum thought it was great but she's a poetry freak and she REALLY likes words. However these days she forgets more than she remembers. I'm strugglin' here. The only words I really listen to number about ten and mainly pertain to food. Ahisma, aye?? Good word. I googled it too.
ReplyDeleteYou are a wordsmith!
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