by Peter S Gardner
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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A clear river running through honeyed ecstasy
Swiftly takes turns, guiding perennially to fear
And vision: safe water, blatant blades of azure
Perfection, and an air-slipping, diamond-flaked,
Cruel, iron passage.
Torrid seams of yellow, above the visceral earth,
Share blessed ignorance, clouded silence of the mind.
And knowledge of the sea contains perception, held close,
Heavy with potential for the green and further-darkening
Deep, and surfaced with the sun’s pure path, as
Dusk bleeds its peace upon the water, like crushed glass,
Shattering ever so lovingly between
The seal of thought and the longing, sacred sky.
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|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A beautifully crafted poetic offering. Thank you for sharing it, Peter. Love and peace. Regis|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|prfoundly interesting conglomeraton of imagery, syntax and concept ...|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Most of my poems are written when I am unconcious, hence the reason that most of them suck...LOL! But this one is far from sucking, quite beautiful Pete, I enjoyed it...Ed|
|Reviewed by Amanda Eaton (Reader)
|Lyrical and rhythmic in its structure, yet light and delicate like our unconscious thoughts... You return poetry back to nature without sealing it off from an active mind.
|Reviewed by Aberjhani
|What a bold deep dive into the un-fenced dimensions between rational thought and the temptations of would-be divine consciousness. I prefer the thought of Salvador Dali and Lorca collaborating on this write but it feels more appropriate to say Dali and Crane. Loved the convolutions and layers of imagery and concept.|