pattern

kdpjamkdpjam Posts: 2,303
edited April 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
one spring day

renders retreat

the restless river

as her equal

where she stands

on the shore

another sequel

with ebb & tide

cold touching

calloused feet

memory sound

to swim this

course brown

flow

up to down

and birds

pattern the sky

high then low

unrequited questions

answers to find

curious why

endless repeat

the music

so very alive

infinite replay

from the dark

to the light

of her mind
lay down all thoughts; surrender to the void
~it is shining it is shining~
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  • weedweed Posts: 475
    :)
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Very nice! :)
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  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    nice, very nice.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • coachchriscoachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
    Nicely done, I felt as though I was at the river with you. Thanks for sharing!
    Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
    Leaving is for the answering machine.
  • kdpjamkdpjam Posts: 2,303
    thank you! i wish we all could meet at the river. cool thought ;]
    lay down all thoughts; surrender to the void
    ~it is shining it is shining~
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