nicely done

A real brain teaser here. I'd say, call it what you like trust in your dreams and fly.

Ron

I find myself in a dilemma
Listening to a soliloquy that can never be heard

..me too.


Vesna .:)

Stillness, I must say was diferent from what I'm use to hearing
but I guess we all have our favorites.

Questions that I often ask myself :-) The stillness is a place we visit and touch upon with new awareness. Funny how we often avoid such pleasure. I feel a sadness for the ones I have witnessed that are afraid of their own thoughts :-( Been there myself. Great write.

Some people are afraid of the quiet and the stillness, afraid to converse with themselves. But how can the poet not do it? Well, how can any soul that hopes to grow not do it? An expansive poem, Jude. And now, after listening to your most recent Poem of the Day recital, which I enjoyed, I know that I've been saying your last name wrong. Oh, well, guess I'll stick to Shaman Strudel. ~~Nordette

ahhhh, the lessons of golden silence.
nicely expressed, Jude.
peace,
Carolyn

"Be still and know..." the Good Book says. I agree with Paul: stillness allows the spirit to speak. All we have to do is listen and it seems to me you do that rather well. As to the poem's question? Only the poet knows. :-)

Carmen :-)

Stillness allows the spirit to speak...yours has spoken well my friend, excellent.

Paul;-]

It's What Millions (Judging Those Loaded On Drugs)Do Not Will Never Have Have,i.e. Stillness_

Not Even In There Graves...

TRASK

You get a chance to actually hear yourself think aye Jude, well that is evident in your write. Oh I wish for that kind of solitude sometimes.
AH but there be too many small people around me, invading my thoughts.
One day...maybe :):)
Fab write my friend
Love Ch'erie

Jude,

I am in awe of your stillness, which allows the reader to actually live! :) I love the way you write, and this write is beautiful, inspiring and wise. Thank you!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Wonderful offering Jude!!

Thanks for sharing your brilliance....your poetry always make me think twice about every word I read!!

And leave me with the feeling I just learned something new!!

Love Tinka

This poem tells me that you live your life intentionally. I imagine you a very kind person to others. Not intimidating in spite of your awesome intellect. Beautiful words.

Fantastic... the song of the spiritual man - in the world, but not of the world; bound in to the oneness of human experience and psyche, whilst yet being inwardly set apart to calibrate "life, the universe and everything". Classical poetry both in theme and styling. The first ten lines made me think of a spinning top, how captivating it is in it's self-balancing movement and yet how still it appears all the while; and love the concluding couplet in that section, "My effort to endure... distinction of perception...enduring extremes" - like the separation that takes place between liquid metal and dross (!!) during the refining process. Wonderful struggle in the second half between conscious and subconscious selfs, schooled mind and actual reality: the hardest dialogue of all! You must surely know by now that, whether you speak vision out into the atmosphere, or bounce around your own internal matrices, your mental gymnastics seek to make sense of life, purpose and living for the rest of us. You soliloquys instruct all those flies on the wall with "ears to hear" - of which there are many, I think. Great elipsis in the final couplet: "conversing with myself And to the ears I aspire to attain": those of A N Other, the world, deity. Great work, Jude. Enjoy your stillness... I'll let you get back to it and wrap up! :)) Keepinquiet Kate xx

Ah Jude, you captured this so perfectly, simply outstanding and so very insightful, excellent.

Reindeer

Strangely - or maybe not - this Stillness reminds me of the one of a mother to be, listening, in the stillness, to the life pulsing within her. Here, the soliloquy becomes, in fact, the utmost depth of dialogue. And when the mind finally detaches from the brain (what a masterful image, Poet!), and stillness gives birth to the words, there will be other stillnesses waiting to welcome - to hear - the Poems in Motion that have been aspiring to attain them... as they have been silently aspiring to hear its movement, in their own stillness.
Absolutely exceptional, dear Jude.
Love&Light*
Alexandra*

Jude,

When one listens with an open mind and heart anything is possible.

Epiphanic moment..

I'm with George on this one Jude. My ears are listening and my mind is full. The man that chooses not to listen sure can be made a fool.I'm glad that along my life's pathway that I am blessed with such beauty and insight as this, Thank you!

Huggles
Tina

Very thought-provoking poem. Sad indeed when the brightness of your very being is surrounded by shadows of doubt. Thanks jude

Wonderful insightful poem that perks up the ears of the reader to listen to his or her own silent voice within.

I can't add anything more than what everyone else has already said..boo...but I enjoyed this immensely as always. ~Danielle

inside that dilemma, I'd lay odds you'll find you are indeed growing ears that further expand your ability to hear movement in the stillness. listening in for signs of life, Dawn

"And to the ears I aspire to attain " Here is the key! when we have these ears we have all that's necessary to live beyond the veil...A splendid self-reflective poem Jude. Should give you that glorious new face;-)...adore your new recital!

Love,
Eileen

It is always good when you can stop the world and just listen to the most important person in your life. You. Great poem, as always. ~ Sara

I am tingly all over from this awesome poetry....
My favorite lines (all are tops!
is:
'My effort to endure relies on my distinction of perception
And my acquiescence for enduring extremes- '

very deep and profound and beautiful as are all your words.
I have missed reading you Robert.
Best wishes always to you and yours
from
kay.

Another manifestation of Zen. Through this poem, the Zen comes as a reminder that if we do not quiet the mind, listen, and perceive the beauty of our present life, our present hour, that we will not perceive any life, any hour. This poem, Stillness Allows Me to Hear Movement has several hundred images to me, that keeps turning day and night like a never-ending Zen prayer wheel. This poem is a runway from which the human spirit can take off for its flight of the alone to the Alone. Thanks Jude, for the stillness and the "zen ear" this time to compliment the "zen eye."

Sage

When all goes silent, listen with your soul; it will tell you more than words ever could. It can be difficult at times to close out the clatter that is our world and listen to the silence that holds all truth and vision of our future. In order to evolve, we must rise up above the physical world and listen to the voice of the Great Spirit as it speaks to us of all there is to know. Intense poem with excellent and unforced rhyme...you just gotta know I love the ones that rhyme!! ;0)
Take care,
Sherry