The sun adjusting to an icy blue horizon
Right over the oak tress
And the distant rooftops
I listen to “Gladiator”
While smoking a cigarette
Wondering how to conquer
My addictive behavior
Observing myself
For what I am
And what I have been
And am about to become
I watch far-off headlights
Flow across the freeway
And suddenly feel live a river flowing in reverse
My rippling reflections
Turning back on themselves
My waves barely making it back to shore
Where my thoughts are planted firmly
Inside the space between me
I finally get a glimpse
Of breaking ground
And listen to the roar
Of motion growing from stillness
Wow Jude they already said it all! I've been gone for awhile and upon my return find true works of wonder and perfection! What more could one ask for in life? Very well done!!
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Tina
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on December 9, 2005
Have nothing to add Sage said it all!!
however no one sees what you really crave..do they Jude?
sometimes the glimpses are fleeting and we get lost in what seems to be the unreachability of our goals or desires. and, btw, your river flowing in reverse image is so ON. been feeling that myself of late. anyway, I think it starts with the want to want to and then the actual want to and then the first step of surrender, then another step and another... set your sights on the shore and don't expect to roll in all at once. sincere wishes that you will prevail. Dawn
Blimey... I hope Sage is passin round the peace-pipe here... I'll take a draught of whatever it is she is on... if my body is startin to glow I may as well try to have the brain to go with it... I reckon one has got to be puffin on somethin whilst considerin the love/hate relationship we all have with our inner demons... otherwise they kid us, perhaps, that they don't exist. Anyways, have to say my own take on this rises no higher than a sun-drenched Florida theme park, really... the setting is great, but, for me, the conceptual ride of the last 10 lines is totally awesome, at the point of the switch-back turn... Do you have lilos in America? OK, you do, but don't know what you call them: water float/bed things; the imagist picture painted here for me is of progressive thought carrying you so far out of your depth that suddenly terra firma becomes a fearful distance away... yet, in my experience of this type of situation, the roar of that final wave that eventually DOES push your lilo back up onto the safety of the beach expresses both the relief and safety of "returning to dry ground" and, at the same time, the reality of the surging depths to which your thoughts have otherwise sallied forth into uncharted waters. I totally love this perspective - the spirit of adventure and new discovery: like Aslan, not "safe", but "good". Hmmm... radiation AND red wine... perhaps that's quite enough circulating in my central nervous system for today...shame... the rituals and sacraments sound liberating! Gladiators and gurus... gotta love it!
The spiritual core of your existence. The realms of meanings and connections in your poetry lie beneath the tangible realities of the world, linking all things.
Breaking ground is analogous to the nine months you spent in your mother's womb, both being intelligent expressions of creation, freeing themselves of all addictions, except for the ritual smoke of Mayan copal incense or a puff of sacramental tobacco/herb.
As an island (man) unto yourself, your spiritual work is imbued with higher significance and every feature of your special world reflects as a teacher and mirrors the whole. Whatever it is that you are about to become, your work maintains cosmic balance in intelligent design with the primordial creator. Reading your work, Jude is the nine-layered universe of cosmology, and the Den is the nine-tiered temple where we all gather to hear your human thoughts and try to grasp your deep meanings.
Like all of nature upheavals come and we are left to clean up the mess. It is always exciting to break new ground, especially with the intent to keep improving what we can and letting go of what we can that holds us back. for the rest ,staying focused is the key,and you now have that in your grasp!
(Smoking diminishes mental acuity;-)
Our thoughts have a way of bouncing back to us; questions are always answered because the answer is always within us to reach -- it takes listening with intent. I like this poem and its message.
Deep thoughts for sure but looking out we are often looking in and self examing our ideals and way of life alone without any interference. Good write Jude
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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Tina
however no one sees what you really crave..do they Jude?
Vesna:)
Carole...love and peace
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Breaking ground is analogous to the nine months you spent in your mother's womb, both being intelligent expressions of creation, freeing themselves of all addictions, except for the ritual smoke of Mayan copal incense or a puff of sacramental tobacco/herb.
As an island (man) unto yourself, your spiritual work is imbued with higher significance and every feature of your special world reflects as a teacher and mirrors the whole. Whatever it is that you are about to become, your work maintains cosmic balance in intelligent design with the primordial creator. Reading your work, Jude is the nine-layered universe of cosmology, and the Den is the nine-tiered temple where we all gather to hear your human thoughts and try to grasp your deep meanings.
Sage
Love Tinka
"Observing myself
For what I am
And what I have been
And am about to become"
Observing one's self as stated; using this stanza as a guide, one could chart a map of a desired destiny for one's self!
Like all of nature upheavals come and we are left to clean up the mess. It is always exciting to break new ground, especially with the intent to keep improving what we can and letting go of what we can that holds us back. for the rest ,staying focused is the key,and you now have that in your grasp!
(Smoking diminishes mental acuity;-)
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Eileen
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