Touch the moment.
Time is still,
it waits enraptured
by the flow.
Hear the voice.
That speaks in
music, tones and
undertones and
beats.
Smell the rain.
In colours,
blue or black;
in memory,
in motion.
Taste the edge.
It tastes of nothing.
See yourself.
Stardust coalescing,
collective open
dreams.
Enter the space.
You are time
and space, and
space and time
are You.
Touch the moment.
What is so lovely about this plyon, is the arrangement of the words give the illusion that this collumn is a twisted one. For shape it is your best so far!
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Again Fifth. I wish you would put these poems to music. I loved it.
"Some go to church and think about fishing, others go fishing and think about God." -Tony Blake
This is truly beautiful, Fifth.
Originally Posted by TheFifthElement
The entire piece "speaks in music" to me.
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"Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear." -- Ambrose Redmoon
CR: Madame Bovary, by Gustave Flaubert
JF: Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen. My review is here.
Pen, I will never escape the pylon poetry!
Thank you Poppy & Cdn. I'm rubbish at music (my instrument of choice is a kazoo!) but I'm glad you liked the poem
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