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Growing Gem
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Earth is a hidden gem
Deep in the soil of space

Its glimmer jaded
By flaws of an evolving race

Its radiance
Emanates from a molten core

Its mysterious nature
Opens unseen doors

I am not here to speak of war and peace
No doubt they’ll continue to exist

I am not one to judge or ridicule
I have no secret lists

I am not here to justify what I believe
Or share a tired bed

What really matters
Are the dreams we live inside our heads

Earth is a gem still growing
In stratums of mud and grace

We’re all just visitors
Moving onward to yet another place

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Reviewed by Divinity 11 (Reader)
Reviewed on July 29, 2006
Since childhood, I've been known to say "this world is not my home"

beautifully done
:)

Reviewed by Regis Auffray
Reviewed on July 28, 2006
I love the wisdom and vision expressed via your verses here, Jude. Thank you! Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on July 27, 2006
What really matters
Are the dreams we live inside our heads


Yes..therein lies our power..be it positive or negative..if we only knew just how potent our thoughts are..

Magnificent piece Jude..you are a Master Poet indeed...


Vesna:)

Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Reviewed on July 26, 2006
Oh wizened one. I exalt you! On the other hand, while we have the great fortune to be riding this Blue Marble and are so aware of it, it is time we stop dreaming and learn how to save ourselves from ourselves.

John Lennon's "Imagine" is a good start.

Ron

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on July 26, 2006
Dear Ace,

May we make the most of this sacred journey, leaving behind more grace than mud, for one is a gift that frees us while the other is a curse that binds.

Love & Light,
Joseph

Reviewed by M'Lyssa Fairchild (Reader)
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
Very well written. I will have to make reading you like this a habit.

Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
"Earth is a gem still growing
In stratums of mud and grace...'

Jude, The conquering power of your poetry brings forth only one thought for me: 'Heaven is My throne, And earth is My footstool.'

Your work always astounds me with the images it provokes!

Love, Rhonda

Reviewed by Kate Burnside
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
It seems like the bed of the Earth is the womb of dreams and I can't quite figure it, but I see your depiction of this view of our planet in relation to its own meaning and evolution as distinct from how you here portray man's purpose upon its face. Fascinating as to how we have been placed together, Man and Earth, and to what benefits and why. What I take from this polished poetic diamond here this evening is the fact that, far from passively just being our vehicle, our public transport to the next destination, we have to actively dig for our passport, for our brief and personal credentials with our bare hands, mining and excavating in the bowels of the earth and in the beds of the oceans, before we are equipped for the onward journey. But, rather than plundering her mysteries by our own excavation and tilling, we further enrich her soil so as to enable her to be even more fruitful for those who will later follow in our footprints... Yes, pretty fanciful, but I just wandered off on a long leash on this one, rather like freefall in space. Nice to think of this, our temporary home, still evolving from primordial slime... or is that us?!! And all this imagery greatly appeals to Bogwatch Burnside... the soil of space and stratums of mud and grace are totally irresistible... if you ever find yourself stuck and in need of rescuing at any time, just give a shout!! :)) LOL arKeological Kate xx

Reviewed by Paul Williams
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
Exquisite piece...have to agree with the board Jude, one of your best.

Paul;-)

Reviewed by Christine Christine (Reader)
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
How beautifully put!
Excellent write
Gwen

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
You said it so well....thanks for this gem too!!

love Tinka

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
absolutely adore those last two couplets. you nailed it with "what really matters" although I like to think of the dreams in our hearts and not just our heads. wonderful capture. Dawn

Reviewed by Peter Paton
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
I agree with Dead Poet below completely
One of your best Jude ( and you now have an assortment )..
The Dreams in your head, are the ones you must cherish and guard with your precious life, and pursue with the utmost vigor and dilligence !
I derive much inner wisdom from Don Miguel Ruitz's book The Four Agreements..

Peter

the four agreements - don miguel ruiz's code for life

agreement 1
Be impeccable with your word - Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.

agreement 2
Don’t take anything personally - Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.

agreement 3
Don’t make assumptions - Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.

agreement 4
Always do your best - Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse and regret.



the four agreements - don miguel

Reviewed by Mr. Ed
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
This poem is a gem; one of your best, Robert.

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
This earth is the same with a little change because of man's pollution and wars. It seems the old cliche' "the more we change , the more we stay the same" is very true....s always.

You always give a lot of thought to your verses. I appreciate you!
Susan

Reviewed by m j hollingshead
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
another good one

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
This one seems to have touched a few of us, Jude, I include moi in this number. Eloquent.

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
"Mud and grace" oh yes, we live in mud and by grace will survive to move onward to yet another place.....ahem bring it on. Superb write here Jude

;)Ch'erie

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
I think it was Neil Armstrong who said something of this ilk, when he was on the moon.....



"It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small."




Reviewed by George Carroll
Reviewed on July 25, 2006
To dream of a better tomorrow where ever we find ourselves and plant the seeds of contentment where we can grow is a dream we all hope will come true.

Reviewed by Felix Perry
Reviewed on July 24, 2006
Very thought inducive to what life should be and what the meaning of life and living is. Very expressive and entices the reader to think on things far past the day to day world of living.

Fee

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson
Reviewed on July 24, 2006
Outstanding Robert…I have always thought that with the pictures from space that show the earth that it does indeed look like a gem…I like the way you approach the…

” We’re all just visitors
Moving onward to yet another place

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
Reviewed on July 24, 2006
Gaia is inscribed with all of her importance just like the first of the Viking Runestones, and all of her documents are written in wood, stone and metal. Growing Gem is analogous to what a Viking poet said, "Let no man carve gems to cast a spell, save first he learns to read them well."

Judging from the many poems and legends chronicling their feats, the Rune Masters held positions of great importance in the Viking world. In one tale, a woman becomes deathly ill due to the bungling of an amateur Rune Master. The sorcerer carves a runic formula onto a whalebone, which the woman then hangs over her bed. The inscription is meant to protect her, but because it bears the wrong runes, it makes her sick. Another Rune Master corrects the runes, and the woman immediately recovers. In another story, a Rune Master inscribes protective runic symbols on his drinking horn. When a rival attempts to poison his drink, the drinking horn breaks in two. Thanks to his knowledge of the runes, the Rune Master saves his own life.

Even with the advent of Christianity in the north, runes continued to appear on coffins, gravestones, and monuments, often side-by-side with more traditional Christian symbols. Like many of their contemporaries, the Norsemen Sven and Thorgot, who raised a runestone "in memory of Manni and Sveni; may God help their souls," had no problem using pagan symbols to replace the usual "may Thor hallow these Runes" with an appeal to the Christian God. The Norsemen continued the practice of mixing runes with Christian symbols until the 17th century, when the medieval church banned runes in an attempt to drive out all vestiges of war, superstition, paganism, and magic. Runes fell out of widespread use but did not disappear altogether, and in recent times the Vikings' enigmatic alphabet has had a resurgence at the hands of everyone from Nazis to New Agers. Look how far the "Gem" has grown throughout the centuries...Yes, the Vikings went before us and someone will go after us when we move onward to another place.

Sage

Reviewed by Martin Hebert (Reader)
Reviewed on July 24, 2006
~~Jude~~very humble and beautiful poem~~

Reviewed by E T Waldron
Reviewed on July 24, 2006
Now this is a poem that needs a new superlative! wow!!! It moves to the top of my favorite list...Talk about a gem this is the rarest gem in that not many poems really achieve that pinnacle poets all dream about reaching!Kudo's Jude!

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on July 24, 2006
Exactly!!!!! She is a gem isn't she? :-) With a little polishing who knows how this gem will appear centuries from now? Moving forward...thats a great plan :-)


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