I spy another world…and another…….and another
beyond this one
of luminous beast
and check pointed illusion
here is captured light
spawning
vociferous chatter
adorning
high ceilings with natural drama
now
dropping into our cave we journey
unarmed
but for our fearful weapons
our brightly decorated, flaccid spears
hollow controversial elements
reflect internal wars
and visions flow like water across our limestone walls
this is a world where birds make laws
and foxes follow
The sky’s flip like files
no skin properly separates
toes are numb and cold feet slip
even seated
foolish seeking of silence
sluices through
silver armour
made of dew
you
row row row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily merrily merrily merrily
life is but a dream
Silver Poetry 
Love the poem, but seriously loveeeeeee the painting!!! Sensual, whimsical, and peaceful–all at the same time. Sweet!!!! 😀
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Thanks Violeta! good to hear your voice xx this is one of my simple favourites at the moment, butterfly girl
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My pleasure! 😀 It feels good to be back on your blog. You always share such good energy with us just by being you and allowing the beauty of you to pour into your art. Thank you! Sending lots of smiles your way 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 😀
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received! xxxxXXXX
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ps- your website looks great, beautiful pic of YOU
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Awwwww!!!!! Thank you!!! You’re so sweet!!! And you’re making me blush… hahaha 😀
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🙂 even MORE beautiful!
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😀
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Beautiful poem! =)
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thanks!
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As is most times the case, a wonderful combination to two artistic forms..
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thank you very much for your journey through my work, you path a satisfying feeling all the way to my comment box
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The sheer unbelievable gorgeousness and playfulness of this poem astounds me. I felt like I was somewhere else – and it was a great place, when I was young and there was a bucket of hope hanging off every tree branch. I often feel like I live in an abstraction, as though my ideas are nonsensical and I don’t really belong here, so maybe I instead belong in this dream your rowing towards. I hope so.
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you belong in this dream. only a few live here and they EMBRACE nonsense. anyway ‘reality’ is so much weirder than we are supposed to believe.
I have faith that we can make a million worlds of this world and it doesn’t exist in the way we think it does… there you go , unscramble that neuronic mess 🙂 I’m happy feeling my way to some kind of truth. The kind that can only be sensed not necessarily seen
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Reblogged this on The ObamaCrat™.
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Hmmm, let’s call this a revisit. I would float some applause over the ocean if I could, but you’ll have to settle for a insane jealousy and unabashed admiration. Sorry, them’s the breaks.
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oh well….
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🙂 some might think its the waves crashing but I know better now xxxxx
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I am louder than the waves, Poet.
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well you make me want to go to the beach
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I love the beach. But there are none hereabouts, at least real ones. I bet yours are better.
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amazing beaches here, we are about 15 minutes from the beach and 15 from the mountain smack in the middle of a rainforest
look up Byron Bay for an idea
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Looked it up. Wow. Just wow.
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yes pretty darn fortunate to live in such a fantasy world
sometimes i say ‘ lets go on a holiday and ross says…why? haha to get away from paradise!
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and ps- no jealousy required, I could eat your work
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Interesting poem.. The art work impressive.
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thankyou
it makes more sense in feelings than words for me…
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I was touched by freedom ! A deep liberating breath!
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you made me breathe then by saying that. Thankyou
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what a powerful photo. it speaks volumes!
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thanks yes, it evokes something in me… quite deeply really and I drew it! it is a reminder really of the thinness of the veil…
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Beautiful image, and thought-provoking words. Another lovely post!
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Thanks xxxX
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