The good stuff is coming. Wait.
The sweetest drips of pure calm sneak into the day as it fades to the night
Darkness smudging the marred edges. Dreams and quiet thoughts now unfolding
As the days troubles and worries have tired themselves out, leaving the mind at peace
The soul at rest.
I can remember scenes which seem impossible.
Feelings and sensations.
That now shine alien in some way, but treasured deeply.
Some speak to how people used to be. Me. Them.
These memories of reaction and intention are so full of simple happiness
Like there is a hidden rail, on which we ride as we travel.
Sometimes in step and other times at odds.
All going to the same place.
I just feel really good.
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i liked this.
cheers ol' Rexy!
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ty for rubbing that goodness on me too! :)
Keshi.
feeling good is great. :)
Reminds of Caspar David Friedrich paintings:
http://www.hermitagemuseum.org/fcgi-bin/db2www/fullSize.mac/fullSize?selLang=English&dlViewId=MJXN1ZG4YXW%2B402BDO&size=small&selCateg=picture&dlCategId=NVK7KTIBQD%2B40PFGTG&comeFrom=quick
Sweet ambrosia of nostalgia :-)
feels good to feel good :)
nice poem man, hope the feeling stays :)
Cheers!
N
Feelings and sensations are the tangibles of life. Whether that be the sensation of a womans touch or the feeling you get when you hear David Wilcox sing "Message in a Song". The key is to learn a way to avoid the feeling, or sensation of being burned; figuratively or metaphorically. Perhaps that, my friend, is not something that can be learned and is part and parcel of life. So it seems that all wise people and poets have written of such madness. I can, as well as others that know or read your writing, recall your words of insite. I have often wondered how you knew what I was thinking.
Peace.
beautiful.
it made me sad though.
then really happy.
i think it made me happy because i realized i was sad.
maybe not so sad?
maybe nostalgic?
and the only thing better than being in a moment is reliving that moment.
beautiful.
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