... Goodness me, I can so get with this one, Jude, given the fact that on exactly the same night, it seems, I was given my very own personal bonfire on the beach and wrote a poem on exactly these kinda lines. Amazing. And just adore the inverted waterfall, given the fact that a school of whales had just been surfacing and "blowing" a couple of hours before, just offshore beyond the coral reef. My mind has a natural tendency to want to exchange the word "alight" in line 4, for "on fire", which to me seems to be destructive rather than purifying or transcendent, which is the sense of release and liberation I'm getting from this poem. Slightly more delicate and fragile, too... which to me ties in beautifully with the introduction of that candle on the leaf in the following line. These highly spiritualised images then feed in nicely with the:
Like a torch
Flickering on a wall of a cave
Dreams flap around in the wind
Accustomed to details of their surrounding darkness
... which is wonderfully Indianna Jones, suggestive of adventure and conquest. The whole is very much in tune, I think, with your ideas in a previous write about "eyes growing leaves in the dark", Dream Ku Act 1. Tightly crafted and well-fused. I sure have missed you! Love Kate xx
A wonderful write you are sharing with us, could say it is hot but when things get that hot I keep moving in the opposite direction. Thank you for sharing.
...as most flames flicker and die out some reach the destination to be treasured as a beacon in the dark, I hope the candle instead of burning you leads you to a better place.
I don't know why this poem make me think of a burning rock, can stones show a flame?
Jude, sometimes you write with shadows masqueradong as lighted candles.
Well done, but read between the lines!
Georg
In the spirit of the light, as Amber suggest, your light will linger for a brief second, ignite and open your soul to the Universe. let me know how it feels. I already know.
Love,
Susan
Jude, I was doing a meditation last night, and somehow I thought of you. I feel as though you may need some healing energy, tonight, open to this thought, and let healing white energy light come into your spirit for rejuvenation and light.
May peace, love, and light fill your every moment and bring you the wellness you truly deserve..
Peace,
Amber "V"
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
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Like a torch
Flickering on a wall of a cave
Dreams flap around in the wind
Accustomed to details of their surrounding darkness
... which is wonderfully Indianna Jones, suggestive of adventure and conquest. The whole is very much in tune, I think, with your ideas in a previous write about "eyes growing leaves in the dark", Dream Ku Act 1. Tightly crafted and well-fused. I sure have missed you! Love Kate xx
The fire within. A most
excellent write.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Fee
Jude, sometimes you write with shadows masqueradong as lighted candles.
Well done, but read between the lines!
Georg
Quite combustible writing here, hows your puter LOL
:)Ch'erie
Awesome, Jude!!!
:-D
Be safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I like what you did with it once you lit it, very creative...
Love,
Susan
May peace, love, and light fill your every moment and bring you the wellness you truly deserve..
Peace,
Amber "V"