November 1, 2015

Surface

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I race against time as the impatient leaves run for the autumn sun
I scratch an old grief and cover it in green beliefs
I play with an immature soul and seek for the years hidden in my childish dreams
I dance feverishly in a trap, a circle of life leading me to the same spot
I spin around in a hurricane, dispatching the old, knowing that it might return
I speak randomly about disappointments and broken melodies
I wait for a sunrise in the night and feel the silence speaking for my heart
I let me down forgetting about who I am and the taste of mornings stealing me away
I rebuild what is gone and feed an imagery just to mend a picture I have torn apart
I replace the bitter with the sweet and create a mess to escape daily routines
I just sing so I won’t hear the clouds crumbling in the sea
And like the air underwater, I find the way to my surface.

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  1. love this flow. great one

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  2. stunning piece. I feel this immensely and it is penned like a beautiful dance of emotion. K

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  3. Beautiful. Grasping the fullness of humanity in a few lines! Love it!

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  4. “I just sing so I wont hear the clouds crumbling into the sea.” Exquisite imagery.

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  5. You have managed to touch the universal soul with your personal experience. Bravo.

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  6. I love your poems. I love how you create imagery with dissonance….sing so I won’t hear the clouds crumbling in the sea and like the air underwater I find the way to my surface…not “the” surface, but “my” surface…yes…

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  7. “I race against time as the impatient leaves run for the autumn sun…” Beautiful.

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  9. This is beautiful as it shows the beauty and despair of life
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  10. Thank you for showing me this blog! I love hearing words singing melody even while my ears are closed. I LOVE POEMS like this…like a mystery it speaks yet simply…

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