Perhaps not the positive thoughts that are in Amber's desires but my twisted astral and sometimes mischievous wandering spirit that will offer a supernova instead of a white rose...
Extending your hand to touch
in comfort
those that need to be touched
by love.
An unwelcoming cactus have
sharp thorns
to remind everybody it wants
to be left alone
Sadness tears are not just
drops,
but warm soft goodbyes
of dead thoughts.
Karma, the astral traveler’s
soul,
in an Universe so vast we can
get lost.
State of Being the Vixen said
aloud,
like a Siren tempting Ulysses
to stop.
Well done. I am thinking as I read this that it is fortunate that we are not static beings, but move in motions sometimes invisible and sometimes loudly and brightly as in a super nova. Excellent. J'nia
Very thought provoking! You are an amazing poet Georg! I have to admit I have had to google a few words in previous poems. You have a gift and I'm blessed to be able to read your work. Thank you for sharing your State Of Being! Your friend,~Chessly
This poem is such a warm and welcoming BLESSING Georg!
Your state of being so real and warm, I LOVE IT!
Blessings and Hugs, SHEEoxo
P.S.
I haven't been around in awhile, having it hard after loosing my job of 12 years because of lies of one parent and others followed, An Ambush I tell you, I know it..I don't lie, being a School Bus Driver was my calling..I feel lost but I will come back whole! Just wanted you to know, what is really happening...Stay Happy, Healthy and Blessed!♥
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on May 26, 2010
I can hear my ship crashing on the jagged shoals! Not again, damn it. I always fall for that siren's trick.
This is beautifully "You", Georg! I would expect no less of you and your State of Being! Very touching...and I feel you touch...
Blessings and Love - Micke
Georg, You always amaze me with your writing..You know how to hit the nail on the head so to speak..I was so hoping to see people reflecting and writing what is in their hearts and minds, and you have written a very amazing poem.
We all are evolving, traveling on our own special journey. It is so good to share and understand where our friends are at this moment.
I will meet you on the brightest star and tell you that you are loved and give you the biggest, warmest hug...
Much peace, love and light my dearest friend,
Amber
"An unwelcoming cactus have
sharp thorns
to remind everybody it wants
to be left alone"
they also have the most beautiful blooms
when they want to be noticed.
But I wear special gloves when messing around them thorns
just in case...
This state of being is appreciated within
knowing contentedness of being alone with oneself
inside peace no matter them thorns
Sand Drifts Over Your Feet Georg
Love & Blessings Vickie
Georg, I've been away from AD for awhile and am not familiar with Amber's challenge....but you have written this beautifully with a bit of a "sting,"... it's good to read you again.
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Kathy
hug'Kathy
AND ... DON'T MESS WITH MUD WASPS - THEY GOT BIG STINGERS! TK.
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Your state of being so real and warm, I LOVE IT!
Blessings and Hugs, SHEEoxo
P.S.
I haven't been around in awhile, having it hard after loosing my job of 12 years because of lies of one parent and others followed, An Ambush I tell you, I know it..I don't lie, being a School Bus Driver was my calling..I feel lost but I will come back whole! Just wanted you to know, what is really happening...Stay Happy, Healthy and Blessed!♥
Blessings and Love - Micke
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
We all are evolving, traveling on our own special journey. It is so good to share and understand where our friends are at this moment.
I will meet you on the brightest star and tell you that you are loved and give you the biggest, warmest hug...
Much peace, love and light my dearest friend,
Amber
fee
sharp thorns
to remind everybody it wants
to be left alone"
they also have the most beautiful blooms
when they want to be noticed.
But I wear special gloves when messing around them thorns
just in case...
This state of being is appreciated within
knowing contentedness of being alone with oneself
inside peace no matter them thorns
Sand Drifts Over Your Feet Georg
Love & Blessings Vickie