dancing across waters
skipping stones
tossing coins
into the wishing well
guileless
there lies the bones
of a million dreams
never knowing what you'll get
therein lies the beauty of it
in the comfort of tender mercies
sitting atop the mountain
in deep contemplation
mulling over life's interpretations
dying, multitudes of death
living, oceans of dreams
counting the countless days
oh, and the distances
which separate us
looking, searching
longing for loves horizon
there are many of us searching
yet the blessings are in plain sight
they are not hidden
fear not the tricks of life
it completes a man
there and only there stands peace
happiness rests in future journeys
upon life's relentless path
suddenly the blessings are clear
our children strengthen our hearts
it reminds a man of his worth,
teaching him to go forth
truth is plain
it is no secret
open wide your eyes
therein lie the tears of joy
see the hurt man brings
worrying about pride and vanity
it washes all away with love
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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yet the blessings are in plain sight
How so very true, my friend.
Be always safe,
Karen
it completes a man"
Very nice observations in this poem,
and striking word choice.
Axilea
Keep safe!!
Love Tinky
Miss our talks online...
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
EXQUISITE. Deeply moving, thought provoking excellence - blessings hidden in plain sight - well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.