Reaching Being

 

 

 

 

extravagant

extreme

express train tracking

embracing

unfolding

fine articulating

emulating

entrancing

endeavouring straying

smarting

expounding

instrument playing

loving

warring

scarring

fleeing

glancing

glitching

unhitching feeling

failing

falling

flying

seeing

stretching

finding reaching BEING!

Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

27 thoughts on “Reaching Being

  1. I love this one, Silver Poet. I have many favourites of yours. This one has made it onto my favourite list. A fantastic poem. Thoroughly enjoyed it. Keep them coming.

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  2. The painting fits this perfectly. And I love the tempo of your words. It makes me think of a saxophone solo. . . something like John Coltrane (who’s a favorite).

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  3. OOOOHhhhh sweet one, this is beautiful! Poem and art. Yes yes yes. Your poetry is moving and lovely! I’m glad to have found your site! I look forward to reading more! I have been writing poetry since I was a child! Blessings, Lisa

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