Parenthesis Eternal

Every moment the garden is restored

The treasures replaced, the flowers in bloom

None of them will know each other

All of them so dreaming strange

All the fragrances and paintings

Will be cloistered forever, coming again

The beauty and the fiercest truth

From this world to the next

From life to life, songs break open

Unheard-of-paths, everything loves

Like an impossible map, to the garden

Of everywhere, each one’s talent

Sweet to the forest with blindfolded eyes

Like the sleep walking women of the city

The sluggish swans, the hundred blossoms. 

Reviews

[Dayran]

Your poem reads like a buffet of delight by a young man whose persistence of the issues draws the admiration of society. It speaks of archetype experiences of youth, loving at times and at other moments, sombre and rejecting of advances by the interests you may perceive. Patience, young man, is a rich rewarder.

[Eloha]

I shall try to listen to your wise advice, and I take solace that you see so many things inside of this.

[MOON]

Lovely write

[eglantine]

only thing I have to say is are swans really sluggish? I can't really see that...

[Eloha]

Sweet sad and lames ones might be :P

[eglantine]

point proven lol

[Eloha]

your points are always so shrewd and logical, but alas, I am not a literal poetess like you.

[eglantine]

sorry? i mean it always out of love! lol You have talent too silly

[Baby Ricochet]

Beautiful poem Eloha

[Eloha]

Thanks Mr. Richter.

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Beautiful imagery, Eloha. It is refreshing to see your work again :)

[Eloha]

Ah Cord, I feel as if I grew up with you on this site. Now I am sure you are a well established master of your technical lines and jazzy trade!

[Tai Ryens]

How delightful, from start to finish and with imagery and such. I especially just love how you came to end this. It seems perfect, a partly pessimistic and optimistic view of such people.

[Eloha]

Yes we are such optimists Tai, even if we are sometimes morbidly pessimistic about ourselves, there lies the fun of it all.

[Corset]

Fantastic poetry, the last two closing lines are incredible, you share with such a fluidness, where have you been? I am glad you are back , gorgeous write.

[Eloha]

I have been procrastinating.

[Nona]

I can't help being amazed with the beauty that lives inside you! You can create so wonderful worlds of musical harmony that it is painful to come back to reality after reading you!

[Eloha]

I can't help but being amazed by how you travel the earth so delightfully and spread joy wherever you may roam, it pains me to return to simple literature knowing that people like you exist in the real world, and I hardly know any.

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

Well I like the perennial haunt of beauty of each generation, all chasing after love, knowledge, art, philosophy.