One day, I left;
with the indifference of all inhabited absences;
with the echoes of floorboards bare of steps;
with the unobserved nearness of a suspension.
But I continued;
with the deafness of the quiet after the storm;
with the oblivious certainty of unspecified vestiges;
with the invisibility of numbered scrutinies.
Then, I returned;
with the disconnection of all accidental presences;
with the subtlety of the resurrected deemed dead;
and with no goodbye, to begin with.
The ever present principal of of the circle, the yin and yang, the adventure of breath's in and out sustainment of life, so too did your words continue that reality for a dreamer such as I. As your other work confirms, your have a luxuriant palette of emotional colors.
I don't know if this makes sense, I get the feeling of darkness here, yet of anticipation, like a clearing out to accept something new, a good way in my opinion to deal with important loss, like that expression...when one door closes, another opens???? Maybe I am off here, I have no idea.....:)....Oh i went to your site....wow you are a human of MANY talents.......but some of it was not in English so I was a bit lost...so now, poetry, wine, and horses......i am in awe.....bravo chica! pax Anita
In terms of form, this reader got to enjoy in SPACE(MENTS) 12 lines that take us inside a series of intense moments. In terms of these lines' essence, the reader undertook a journey through innerspace that stretched lightyears to reach the most significant point of all: here and now. Masterful artistry truly enjoyed.
Alexandra, Such a deeply dark poem you have penned. I get many feelings from your writing. This poem puts me in a darkened abyss awaiting a rescue of some sort.
So good to read you again. Missed you much.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
New Poetry by Alexandra* OneLight*® Authors & Creations
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
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Love and many, many warm {{{{{hugs}}}},
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
So good to read you again. Missed you much.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"