Wow, what messages LOL. Wonderfully insightful.

A marvelous look at the metaphysical aspect of the emotional disconnect.

Wise words of bared emotion.

I would say you are writing of the prophet again. Both of and outside this disant Earth. I read scripture. Mysterious and full of longing.

Ron

Wow, Jude, your poem is powerfully intriguing! The first stanza blew me away ... as well as other lines:

He was corralled by his own yearnings
To be accepted by a world
He did not believe in
But wanted so desperately to be recognized by

.....also:

And he would wonder if it was rational
To even consider if he could make a difference.

A profound write!

Your poetry is always a delight :)!
:)Sandy

This is beautiful...sad yet encouraging at the same time. I enjoyed it!
Thanks for sharing, April

P.S. Thanks for your review of-I am a Leaf!

Brilliant Jude!

peace and love, Carole

listen well to that cry...
superbly expressed, sir ace.
peace,
carolyn

Blimey... don't know where to start with this one, or how to unpack it... perhaps I will just write a poem instead, but then, I probably still couldn't express it. "He" reminds me of John The Baptist - the Wild Man living on locusts and honey in the desert, declaring the paths of preparation for "Him/That which was to come". I don't suppose he either sought acceptance or recognition for what he was doin - he "just had to!" But, being of the soft heart and nature I think "he" possibly is here, the fracture of not being able to fully enter into life as it is, as feeling withdrawn and set apart in some way, seems to be the cause of some fragmentation and angst. But how is it possible to be "accepted" by a world you don't believe in? The world is like "global sheep" - peeps tend to feel threatened by those who "don't enter into the world's ways" for whatever reasons. There's the common need to "be like us". And the same peeps can sometimes not understand that that individual's heart is truly compassionately desiring so much good and betterment of that same world they may feel disjointed from. Visionaries are vested with the foresight - they are like watchmen on the walls without whom "the city would perish", although the technicians, the workers, busy in the camps below, may have not a clue as to what they're up there doing! And Christ came in as the Man Of The People, for whom JtheB had prepared the way. Jesus was wholly sympathetic and charismatic - yet, in human terms, his life, too, was viewed as a total failure at the time as folks had nooooo idea what the Big Plan was. There are Forerunners and Leaders, both need to do the jobs they have been given to do. BOTH are lonely and "out front". Both need a "heart for the people" even though they appear to be aloof and isolated roles. Visonaries need to stick with the vision, and leave it to the technicians to work out how to put them into practice. Visonaries tend to think in pictures that make no sense to anyone else. They must be interpreted practically. Architects have ideas, but they have to work within the confines of physics, not metaphysics - horizons, land and sea are shifting masses and cannot be harnessed! Like a newborn crying for milk, earth's people are desperate but ignorant of how and where to feed. The Mother/Father heart hears the cry and can't fail to supply whatever s/he is able to provide, but provisionary roles are complementary and no one man or woman can do it all by themselves. Collaboration is called for, and enlisting to "the cause" is often one person at a time... it is the only way to "convert" the whole world, concentric circles spreading outwards from the core. And with that, I must have totally outdone myself and am hence off to PC World to get me back down to earth with a bump! I ALWAYS apologise and ALWAYS mean it, but am a totally hopeless case. Perhaps you just ought to ban me... I obviously need to be Korralled Kate xx

He sure could hear the groaning of the Earth hurting.
Dreams turn to reality. Which make a difference..

Jude this is so wonderful. There are times when you offer something but nobody comes to take it. A poet should continue calling people to listen to him without pleasing some and displeasing others. One day his words will make an impact. Very insightful write.
Abdi-Noor

An outstanding write very profound


William .....Peace

"All he could see was the abyss of unknowing
And the cry of a distant earth"

Deep!!

Love Tinka

The vision of the future and what it could be is often clouded by the moment we are in. Excellent write!

Mayan architecture, hill forts, and Machu Picchu, Peru come to mind here. Jude, your poetry is strong. Dreams and stone architecture have to be interlocked and we must repeatedly test them for a good match of surfaces. Your poetry is strong like Inca walls and will stand strong for many generations.

Sage

Innovators for the most part have always been alone in their visions-that goes for any creative genius. How many have been recognized decades and even generations after their passing? I recall my music teacher bemoaning the fact that his teachings fall on deaf ears. I replied that what he was doing was planting the seed-the fertilization and flowering would come long after his students had gone on to live their lives. "Everything in its own time." Keep dreaming and expressing the truth you know is in your heart, Jude.

"All he could see was the abyss of unknowing
And the cry of a distant earth"

I think most of us dream of making a difference. Some times the dreams seem shuttered when confronted by reality. I think perhaps we defeat ourselves too often. Thank you Jude, there you go, making me think again. :-)

Carmen

this sounds like the basis for a wonderful book........is that the plan?

The mirror is only a reflection of how others see us but cannot fathom the dreams that lies within us and the difference that one man can make in the world. We have only to look to Christ and realize the impact one man can have in this world of ours, or to Mahatma Gandhi and how he changed India, yes, they heard the cry of this distant earth and made a difference. Magnificient write.

I think I read the first paragraph alone a dozen times. What makes your work so brilliant, light years beyond so much else, Jude, is your ability to take a step back and articulate thought and emotion and soul truth in a way that is precise and permanent yet a lasting work of art - something like a bold new structure. On the surface of this distant earth you are indeed and innovator! Dawn

This is captivating, Jude. I think we all dream that our presence here makes a difference, but how can it not? Perhaps it will not be in the way that we wish, but by the mere fact that our energy flows here and that it incorporates into all that we touch, we make subtle differences. Where our feet touch the earth, the ground will never again be the same. But the visions we have are much greater than those subtleties; we want to really change the world, be a factor in world peace or in the emancipation of all people. We want what is in our heart to be heard and for people to learn to come together for the common good of mankind as a whole. These are the dreams of every human, that the world will be somehow better for the time we have spent here; that our mark here will be permanent and everlasting. Fabulous poem, Jude. Your writings have been very strong lately; I am awed by each new one that I read.

Take care,

Sherry

Many years ago I read a book about a man visiting the ruins of Rome and he said something like "when you see the ruins and see films and read books of what it used to be like, you have to wonder if man will ever erect something that won't be destroyed by man." The person you write of sees that the dust of time covers everything and only the enlightened rise above it.Everything else is temporary and becomes meaningless. Superb contempletive write accepting the wisdom of reaity...

Eileen