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Tiny Trickle
a stream of emotion
floods my soul
from deep within
swells into a river
of sorrow
a dance of passionate rage begins
crushing my spirit
with clear blue jazz streams
I drown of fear
in tidal swells
violent vortex
of river rapids
chaos in an ordered world
flash flood memories
pull me deeper
undercurrents surge below
weightless pressure
overwhelms me
I surrender to the fluid song
climatic converging of
liquid bodies synchronize
in suspended ballet
calming waters
soon embrace me
a union of riot
and harmony
cleansing element of
nature's essence
lovingly caress my soul
I close my eyes
in sweet surrender
I'm summonded
into seductive calm
(c) 1999
This poem as the product of a poetry workshop I used to attend. We were required to write about a piece of music we listened to. We did not know the title of the piece at the time that we wrote it.
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Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
Reviewed on March 26, 2002
This 'stream' holds together by its current of emotion and well-written word!
Because we have an opportunity to choose our attitude and focus our intentions in the present moment, the world and our own personal lives are a reflection of our thoughts. It is our 360 degree review on how we think. Put simply, our job is to fully