The moment the moon light
Peeked into our window
You were awash
A thought appeared
Momentarily a second paused,
Between heart beats
Pulse...
The clutter, the stars
The river of light, the flow
A lapse of memory
Becoming more frequent
An ego inflated
With all sorrows
Thinking of tomorrows
Or yesterdays
What action is taken?
When the clock alarm goes off
Was that restful?
All the endless dreams
All the pauses of night
The heartbeat slows
A pulse to recompose
Reenergize the ego
To carry all the vanities
Which clouds the mind
Masking true happiness
With the sad veil
Covers up the blissful relief
Clots the blood
Hardens the arteries
Flow is blocked
Blood pressure rises
The clock alarm goes off
What sweet sleep?
The moment the sunlight
Peeks into the window
Thoughts become active
Turning the second
Moves quickly
Heart beats faster
Pulse strengthens
The day lengthens
An ego inflates
To carry the clutter
Of all the mindless sorrow
Dreams of tomorrow
The sliver of light
Becomes a flood
The blood is awash
This is your day
This moment, this motion
All the uncertainties
All the insecurities
The heart beats
Pulse...
The sliver of light
Becomes a flood
The blood is awash
This is your day
This moment, this motion
All the uncertainties
All the insecurities
The heart beats
Pulse...
Dale,
There is a very distinctive voice in your work,
it touches darker sides with
subtle and soft undertones! I like this!
Hugs,
Maria
Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)
Reviewed on October 18, 2003
"The sliver of light
Becomes a flood
The blood is awash
This is your day
This moment, this motion
All the uncertainties
All the insecurities
The heart beats
Pulse..."
You've captured life in all of its clutter and vanity. Excellent.
I love the way you put a poem together, it is always fine tuned! Wonderful work Dale!
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on October 18, 2003
"Momentarily a second paused,
Between heart beats
Pulse..." <---you rip the hello out of senses don't you! Think mine stopped for a second when I read that. Your thoughts in prose is adored. Great job again Dale!
A way to use your mind for silent communication. Speaking about the methods in the book I have used since a young age.
21st Century learning. I also have a GoFundMe page to ask for funds so I can research with other people and add their experiences
A way to use your mind for silent communication. Speaking about the methods in the book I have used since a young age.
21st Century learning. I also have a GoFundMe page to ask for funds so I can research with other people and add their experiences
Becomes a flood
The blood is awash
This is your day
This moment, this motion
All the uncertainties
All the insecurities
The heart beats
Pulse...
Dale...fantastic write my friend....BHUWAN
There is a very distinctive voice in your work,
it touches darker sides with
subtle and soft undertones! I like this!
Hugs,
Maria
Becomes a flood
The blood is awash
This is your day
This moment, this motion
All the uncertainties
All the insecurities
The heart beats
Pulse..."
You've captured life in all of its clutter and vanity. Excellent.
Between heart beats
Pulse..." <---you rip the hello out of senses don't you! Think mine stopped for a second when I read that. Your thoughts in prose is adored. Great job again Dale!
Thank You,
Teresa Emilie
Trixie :)
~Jackie~
Awesome imagery!!
Love Tinka
~Chrissie
Ty