Dear Reader,
You write from the heart, that is the manner in which I approach Poetry. You can reflect upon and express all the fresh sensations, new images, instances, and things that envelope your senses, blossom your thought, and strike your emotions. You can also reflect on thing which you miss. You can blend the familiar with the unfamiliar, the external that touches your inner depths, your inner depths which blesses your external realm; like a spellbinding painting where the paint is the gorgeous wondrous colors of your own feelings. Whenever I feel inspired by something and attempt to lend poetic expression, I never really initially know how the overall poem is going to be. But that is part of the excitement and beauty of it. You feel it bloom within you. A lot of times you are really digging deep and become like a geologist with the feather of your pen for a shovel excavating rarified gems of your being. Your feelings and emotions become like the seeds and roots for your poetic expression. Sometimes they maybe watered with tears and sometimes caressed with a heartwarming smile; oftentimes a combination of the two. Its all good. In the process, you actually feel the sensation of your heart smiling or releasing its tears of growth...
Wishing Stones Roulette
Marble pearls, Elemental Earth, Polished,
Silky textile,
Genius of words Embedded in stone
Magic, Dream, Strength, Wish, Create
Sometimes words are more than just words Roll their meanings around your Consciousness For a suspended moment in Time and let them land gently upon the Palms of your open hands to the Altars of Possibility
Now string the words into gleaming necklaces of Understanding with the syntax of your heart
Wish create, Dream magic
Marry the Word with Jewels of Faith
Strength I take thee, Dream I take thee, Magic I take thee, Faith I take thee
Wish strength, Strength dream, Dream Strength
Now You are ready to fill in your own blanks Now You are ready to expand your thought Now You are ready to roll the dice Now You are ready to re-embrace Life
Now You are ready to expand the limits from the veil of your Dreams Now You are ready to expand your Strength
Inhale Plant your Dream in the soil of Strength Exhale Now youre ready to create your Dream in Strength
Begin, Renew, Renew, Begin, and Begin
The Poet Begins the Quest
In the lush dawn of springtime, the Poet, Sir Lyric, discovered the temple in the forest. The forest was the temple. No mans imagination had constructed this temples richness. Sir Lyric reveled in its divine beauty. The freshness of the forest enthralled his spirit. The forest temple afforded the Poet its recipes of refreshment. His senses enraptured daily beneath its luxuriant canopy. The only price the forests pervasive wind requested of him was appreciation to the fullest. Humbled by its intoxicating air, Sir Lyrics appreciation blossomed to a point of infinite reverence. Splendid vines of honeysuckle filled him with delicious delight through the humid summer days. The tapestries of phosphorous leaves were like green tea leaves grown to a grand scale. It blessed the Poet with ample shades of comfort. A diverse bed of flowers upon the forest dell, touched the poet profoundly. Their petals gracious dance with the wind, their captivating embrace of the Sun, their vivid colors were undeniable. He learned a lot by their mere presence.
Then the chill rough winds of winter unceremoniously blew in; and dimmed the frosty sunlight. Before Sir Lyrics mist-mourned filled eyes, the flowers one by one began to wilt back to the Earth. He felt like he was losing dear friends.
As the last petal of the final flower began its freefall, the Poet made an impassioned promise. In honor of its heroic beauty, Sir Lyric declared:I shall discover a climate where You shall bloom again.
I shall discover a climate where You shall bloom forever more.
In heartbreak, hope, and faith, the Poet, Sir Lyric began his quest for the Eternal Flower.
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