LONGING to explode
to shatter the construction
and flush my cells of the murk and grey that clings
I lie on the grass
and stars fall on my lips
setting fire to my words
wetting my passion
I am you
I know this
and every pain
and every light thought
that strokes you
is mine
we live in the nucleus of intelligence
together
Nice words and beautiful art work. I love the flow of your line. They are smooth.
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Thankyou
it eases my heart when the words flow
its like a medicine 🙂
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Excellent piece-“and stars fall on my lips Very evocotive, beautifull.>KB
setting fire to my words”
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they really did too…. it was rain, like stars and they sparked and tingled, so strange
thankyou x
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oh yes… mmm mmmm mmmm xxxxxx
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smiling x
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Wonderful poem and art… “stars fall on my lips”…oh what a truly beautiful phrase and thought.
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thankyou 🙂
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Beautiful, dear poet. What a way to prelude three words that are known so well. I echo KB’s thoughts on the star line.
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Thankyou its easy to love you when i know you are me and we are raining stars …we are…
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We are all made of stars… You’re a true gem, poet.
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Awesome art
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Yes! A love that blurs distinction, separation. How natural it feels when it glows.
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surpassing separation
thats the beautiful thing
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A boundless bundle of beauty!
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you make my eye wrinkles crinkle
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Ok, so…I dunno if I am missing something, but were I to desire to purchase a painting at some point, do I just tell you which one..or… 😉 I think I really need to have something you have created.
Also, was this beautiful parcel of precious words a product of the day you lay in the rain and realized you weren’t alone? Where better for stars to fall than on your lips?
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yes it was from that dawn, i don’t know why the rain sparked so much but it was amazing so very amazing intricately beautiful and expansive……as for the paintings If you did love one enough yes just tell me the number of it and we can make arrangements to send and pay etc after that…. i never quite know how to make that bit easy… might be an artist thing….you are so sweet and lovely you can have two for the price of one xxx
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you have inspired me to go and try and make buying the pics easier…… i put on my mining helmet now and DIVE into the technological world!
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Fundamentally basic, and yet so spiritual — I like this poem a lot!
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thankyou, it is a subject I am keen on at the moment, i feel another brewing through me xx
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😎
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yes. so evocative. your lines, as usual, just flow. How we are one — every pain, every thought “that strokes you”….is mine too. me and the divine. me and any other person on this earth. we all have this desire, at times, to explode this shell…whatever keeps us from living out the song or the poem within us. thank you for your words, your courage to share. love to you, lisa
http://www.barefootbarn.com
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oh yes, you have clearly defined what I play with in my poetry xxx
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Love this wonderful poem so much!
And your artwork — it is magnificent. It just draws the viewer in, making them want to know more and more about the subjects in there.
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thats about the most beautiful compliment an artist could receive xxxx
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Pishnguyen comment on SilverPoet’s post, “Kundalini”,
prompts this reply from Lindy Lee:
What else is there to know? Silver Poet’s love object is a very lucky person…
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sometimes 🙂 … when I woke up this morning I was listening to his breathing and it did engender a deep feeling of gratitude…I hope he feels the same 🙂
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