 |
Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
|
||||
| Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 01-June 11:24:37 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 136764
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => come back...
[time] => 2007-08-16 06:29:12
[hometext] => check it out. I have an introduction explaining what poetry means to me and I talk about the journey of writing...
[bodytext] => To all of those who check in with my blog on a regular basis, you know that I write frequently, and with so many poems posted on my blog I feel that readers may be desynsitized to my work. None the less, I do take pride in my poetry because it's something that I completely put myself into, and while each poem is its separate journey, it is always the same journey...into the present moment. I've always been facinated with the meditative, spontaneous, and often striking insight that is part of the process of every poem. This is another poem of mine that I feel somehow expresses more than I could ever express in words, and yet, it is expressed through words. It feels good to me to be able to touch that place in life that is really impossible to explain, that can only be experienced if one is aware. In order for me to write, I have to write with a wreakless abandon against all of my self judgement. I cannot second guess what I'm writing and I cannot write with a clear end in sight. I write to let the poem come alive, and for it to end when it wants to end. I am trying to connect to a part of myself that is larger than myself. Call it God if you prefer, but I prefer not to give "God" characteristics or definition. It is what it is and we are a part of it, and when I feel like I am connecting and expressing that state of mind, I feel like I am on the right path. Grab a pen and come back, sit back, relax, let it all go and notice the zone, the zen moment when awareness, reduced to a single point telescopically spirals in and out, a journey through fluid perceptions, motions when precisely executed, dance, freedom of expression, loyalty to love---let it go, it's all good, when in doubt give. Do it now, document those sad soft feelings, words, caught in the quiet, when feeling stands still, and falls into deep sleep. Do it now, in spite of its undeniable strength, feels so disquieting, speaking frankly, firmly indigestable, its cautious fate, maybe one may discover the words to speak, and speak clearly, though given on your behalf, to you, to choose which fractured syllable faultered, at no fault of one's own, made it right, the key once found fades, and again one finds silence in the answers. Like dice, repeatedly tossed, in the shape of desired constellations, the doors open and while standing, still, appear as if reflected by mirrors, its opposite stance, taken from books, poetry, philosophy, life--- has no answer, other than, itself. And once ashore, death tastes sweet, and life, in death, made into flesh, dances into sublimity. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 217 [topic] => 21 [informant] => zenmind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
|
Menu
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©
Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster
All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com
All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.
Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com