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Through Poetry (Free verse) by newdawnfades Through poetry
reflections of your spirit shine
like little crystal shards
tracing the sky
in their path
Like a child
absently drawing
in no particular direction
content to find a path
with fingers, hands,
emotions, joy,
sadness.
Let no wall block,
let no chains bind
the creative self
for that is the true
and only self that matters.
Up the ladder:
Hanging Glass
Down the ladder:
Conditional Sex
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Posted: February 22, 2003 10:24 PM PST; Last modified: February 22, 2003 10:24 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.345782 Overall Rank: 3406 Comments:
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<{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154
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22-Feb-03/11:03 PM
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We hope.
Yeah I agree with your poem. my girlfriend left me and it really helps to write your feelings in a poem! 9++
Thanks for the comments!
Emotions are the fundamental building blocks that bind the spiritual, physical, mental and artistic realms. Without them, poetry and poverty become meaningless and are lost in the sands of time beneath the waves of hustle and bustle that break on the shores of our frantic modern lifestyles. I hope you agree with these sentiments, because I think your work sums them up beautifully. An excellent poeme. -10-
I agree wholeheartedly! Well said, and thanks for the vote!
Don't thank me; think me. What I mean to say is that you have given us a great poeme with a great message - I'm the one who should be thanking you! Just keep thinking and keep writing. That's thanks enough for me. I have to say that I too have suffered the strains of the waves of hustle and bustle breaking on my shores. It wasn't until I thought deeply about the problem and about my life that things improved. Waves form in areas of conflict; whether it's a conflict between land and sea, or a conflict of interest within our day to day lives makes no difference. They will both cause ripples in the natural harmony of life. I eventually decided to stop trying to be too many things at once - essentially, I got rid of the shoreline altogether! The waves of hustle and bustle no longer bring me strife because my entire realm is an ocean of serenity. Gone are the days of turbulent discourse between earth and water. And gone are the days of a frantic and unproductive lifestyle. Have you had similar experiences in your own life?
I think I am working my way from the shore. At this point in my life I am only now pursuing alot of the things I never had the chance or courage to do. I don't think I have ever felt more free than now. So my journey is only now beginning.
Stay true to your heart and I'm sure the journey will be a fruitful one. It's interesting that you say you're swimming away from the shore. Which shore exactly? And what does it look like? I only ask because it has been so long since I left the turbulent coastline for vast, open expanses of the spiritual mind ocean.
Tell me; do you have a pair of poetry-writing shoes? I keep a pair of comfortable, worn-out wellingtons hanging above the fireplace, so that whenever my buckle-rash flares up, or when Ernest forgets to properly lubricate the leverage cylinder and the accident happens again, I can simply slide them on and be transported to happier, more abled times.
I haven't invested in a pair, but I like the idea. My version of 'poetry shoes' are a mocha in hand and my favorite mood enhancing music in my ear. These are some of the devices that transport me to where I need to be to get into the writing zone.
A poem about poety??? What a delicioulsy delightful concept!!! -10-
Originality is a beautiful thing. Now if you can tell me where you put it that would be a big help. ;)
Stanza two is good, however I didn't really find the piece as a whole stayed true to the title. Well no, I did...just not what I wanted from the title. That doesn't make sense. What I mean to say is that whereas this is a nicely-written piece, I disagree with the message. Poetry needs certain chains to turn it from train-of-thought gibberish into genuine beauty. As does all art.
However, I do like it as a gentle read. 193 view(s)
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