Maybe it was the relaxing state the Vicodin put me in, or perhaps just reflection while having to recover, but I was thinking about an old title to something I never really put together (though I used elements in later works, in particular 'Edge of Memory' in the post Symphonies_In_Starlight). But I always like the above title and decided to use some synthesis in all of this, taking some ideas from other pieces but giving this new one (wow, plague and war, my inspirations :) a tack all its own.
'Of Time and Soul and Simple Things'
Our dreams connect
In all that we are...
Standing at the river's edge,
Embraced by such a gentle wind,
Dreams and forms
Of whispers and sighs
Brush against a canvas of the unimagined,
Lingering in the instant that yields the
Moment...
The spark of the light of the soul.
Our hearts connect
In what may yet be...
Waiting in the cradle of starlight,
Caressed by a welcoming love,
Forms of dreams
Become impassioned whispers and sighs
Seeking a future borne of present
Desire...
Trapped in the mysteries of a kiss.
Our souls collide
In all that we are...
Immersed within the veil of night,
Consumed by the fires of an eternal spark,
Whispers and sighs
Transform forms of dreams
Drifting from the moment to the yearning of
Time...
The truth of the wonder of the soul.
Our dreams connect...
In the splendor of simple things.
C.
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Oh this is beautiful... especially
"Forms of dreams
Become impassioned whispers and sighs"
Words that make me dream...
PS I do have to admit that poetry and I don't get along well so you might find my comments light on substance :).
chickybabe: no worries... I appreciate the comments, no matter how brief :) I did intend for a dreamy quality to this.
kate: thanks as always :) and yeah, vicodin definitely makes you feel better.
beautiful and very romantic. I must have such an unromatic soul. I don't know if I've ever written anything romantic
I know this is the wrong comment list but thanks for telling me about Los Alamos. I'll read up on it.
Since you've lived in Australia, I know you'll take this the right way.
Damn you are a lyrical bastard!
I want a new drug. One that makes me write poetry.:)
rav'n: thank you... I think we all have a little romanticism in us, but that could be because I am at heart a romantic :)
phil: I was reading up on it again after I found out Richardson was running... apparently (and this I had forgot), he leaked information that this Chinese researcher had stolen secrets (who was actually a citizen of Taiwan), and became a lesson in racial profiling and marred Richardson's term as Energy secretary... the end result is that the Chinese still have the designs for our most advanced nuke and we still don't know how they got it (or someone does, and they ain't tellin')
janet: I just hope I don't need to stay on it to keep writing :)
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