Since the beginning of my pulse
I have been honored
with good days
that left me grateful.........
I have known that the sun can hear thunder and how its brightness can be unfathomable, like my dreams. Since the beginning of my pulse I have been honored with good days that left me grateful inside of the sweetness never stifling......... within all it means.
When midnight kisses the glass that morning has already tasted...... Like a thirsty spider crying out........ for the rain. All of my senses are swept through knowing, my words don't fall on deaf ears...... or stand there, all wasted.
No, you cannot know how I'm feeling but that doesn't mean our world's stopped spinning. The sun....... can still hear thunder in all the ways you love me. You lift me up in the midst of a storm. All my senses are swept through my words stand in stillness a storm's ending...... is love's beginning.
I doubt very seriously if the sun could hear at all that it would hear anything above its own conversion of mass to energy...however I did enjoy the poem. Love can be a storm...but I'd prefer the comfort of old jeans and favorite books and patchwork quilts...warm wood fires...soft candle glow and steaming hot baths myself. It takes awhile for love to get there and I'm not as patient as I was when young. Still it might be worth suffering a storm or two. Your writing is always wonderful.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
thank you Fabian you cynic you. LOL
11 Years Ago
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"Oh, sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder
Perhaps I'v.. read more(laughing)
"Oh, sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder
Perhaps I've grown a little cynical
But I know no matter what the waitress brings
I shall drink in and always be full
Yeah, I will drink in and always be full" John Popper Blues Traveler from (Runaround) Love ya!
"a storm's ending......
is love's beginning."
The storm of love can lead us to good places. I enjoyed the strong statements and powerful ending. Love is the emotion to lead us to paradise or hell. No weakness in the excellent poetry.
Coyote
I love the way you write, it is so gentle, yet powerful. To put he sun, which is hot and warm with the unexpected element of thunder is a master-stroke.
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