Uncloud

Have 
come to quiet
the voices
to wrap them in
sea-fret,  to set
them aside for a while.
Rest ankles in campion barrows,
to search for the wonder
we lost in the chase for tomorrow.
To smile with the guise of a child,
if the moment be woken,

And, should it arise
from my somber entwines,

exalt in the pleasure of being,
supine in the seconds
of mystical present. Alive
in the genuine time
of my life.

Have 
come to quiet
the voices
To wrap them in
sea- fret  to set
Them aside for a while

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

"exalt in the pleasure of being". Those words speak to me Ali, saying it is time to live in the now. That is not an easy thing to do. Many live on memories alone, some look ahead in time, but living each day and truly appreciating each moment is difficult and yet can be so rewarding. Yes, wrap those voices up and leave them for a while and for a chance of tranquility, for some peace. Beautiful lines, especially your word choice in the first stanza.

Chris

[Alistair (Ali)]

Thank you Chris.
I believe this piece was probably written more in hope, than realization!read moreThank you Chris.
I believe this piece was probably written more in hope, than realization!
As I get older, the velocity of days seems shocking, it can feel as if we are living in a blur, with some constant inner monologue scratching in the background.
I wish to slow, to stop the rain, to catch the feather, and breathe the wind, taste the dew...I knew all this once, and it will always be treasured- would love to live it again.
Thank you Chris
all the best to you

Ali

[Chris Shaw]

Hang on to those hopes then Ali. Good afternoon to you.

Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Just managed to get your full response. Only got a third of it initially. I know what you mean regarding time passing rapidly. I feel 18 still some days and then I look at my grandchildren and wonder what the hell happened! I do try and slow down. My love of nature helps. All the best Ali.

Chrus

[Alistair (Ali)]

Hahaha!!!...I know exactly where you are coming from!
I was in a pub some months back, and this big old unit came up to me, and said, "hello, do you remember me?"- ( no clue!)- he then told me his Mum, used to bring him into the shop that I ran, when he was a baby, and I used to give him toys to play with!-
Mind blown!-

Take care!

Ali

[Chris Shaw]

See - where do the years go? It is mind blowin. Take care Ali. Love your poetry by the way.

[Alistair (Ali)]

Thank you Chris- you are a Star!

All the best

Ali

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Captivating piece - It seems to encapsulate that singular moment of divinity within a person's soul. The wordplay is even more poignant; as you finish hao you started - a completion of a circle of an emotional peak ... :-)

[Alistair (Ali)]

Thank you my friend- and you are spot on, it is about a wish for a return of sorts.
The force is strong with you!
Thank you kindly.

All the best

Ali

[Neville]

this is without doubt my most favouritest of your poems so far..I am fast becoming a very real fan and true.. Neville

[Alistair (Ali)]

Ah, Bless ya, Nev!- thank you muchly-given me a real broad grin to wear on this Sunday morn!

Take care, my friend and all the best!

Ali

[Neville]

no problem, no worries, my sincere pleasure

Nev

[John]

Beautifully modulated words that achieve what I think only poetry can - the sound, the sense and the tempo working together to produce profound meaning

[Alistair (Ali)]

Thank you John- your comment means much, as it is a truth that I would wish to aspire too.
I am a very unlikely scribbler of verse- but there is that otherness of language- the subtle combinations of rhythmic words- that draws me in.
Thank you kindly and best wishes

Ali

[lightsong]

You are coming with Your most wondrous, deeply touching spiritual pieces, and here is something I wish to write alike, I feel selflessness... complete selflessness... to abandon Your own pain and swim into the air of a child laughter... to connect with that mysterious power out there and get high, very beautiful my friend, very moving, tender sensitive and loving.

[Alistair (Ali)]

Thank you kindly, my friend, your words are much appreciated.
This is about being out of sync with "real time".
When I was but knee- high to a grasshopper ( and, of course, unencumbered by the atlas of adulthood) I ran close to the earth- both literally and metaphorically - taking in the scents delighting in the lights and color- everything resonated in high definition. I was "there" in that very moment, I rose with sap of the beech-wood the song of the blackbird and found contentment in the branches of trees.
As the years passed my eyes have grown grey- the days fly like wind, and it is all I can do to remember the shouting shapes that speed past in a blur of something half recognized.
I cannot match the velocity of this life, and it is to this end, that i seek the rarest of moments in the hope of sharpening the vision even for the briefest of stays.
Sending you good thoughts and a lovely bag of chips
Take care of yourself and speak soon.