contact juggling

a collaboration with A True Gentleman

losing memories of groping in the dark, blindly

so much beauty here in the world..walking through...

identity..a concept upon waking..the texture of silk

oh to share the height of the smiling sky...

God's thoughts whisper into the fertile blue

the gentle murmur of spring breezes,

a walk through thawed leaves inspires a dance

as this catchy tune swirls through the heart of a bright day.

a dynamic manipulation and integration of senses
as things gather closely, safe to the ears and touch

no longer the need to beat at words with hammers
to fit them into that perfect circle.

Sphereplay..motion so pure even the gods can rest,
feeling less compelled to breathe upon us
these disorienting storms

no more wasted days trying the catch the wind
between these two hands
so that you might feel it on your face.

If the spirit could materialize

You could see inside out from me

and who else would need to know?

so much beauty here in the world..walking through...

I wish you could see through my eyes.

Please crawl under these covers of unison

These lids fit into a vintage suitcase, I promise..

I'll carry you with me wherever I go

 

Author's Note

I wish you could see through my eyes sometimes, that's how it started.

Reviews

[KUFU]

Very nice. I love the dreamy images you guys elicit here. As I read this collaborative poem; knowing yer voice, I was unable to detect when you were speaking. I suspect:

"God's thoughts whisper into the fertile blue
the gentle murmur of spring breezes,
a walk through thawed leaves inspires a dance..."

...is you. I agree with Phibby, the pace is gentle, and soft is the tone. The strength of this work for me is the dreamlike quality that these quiet-sounding verses produce within me.
The ending is nice also, but what do those 'lids' cover and what is their significance? The title is curious also.

[Leap]

You have a nice vocabulary. I love the talk about trying to catch the wind between two hands...that image is fantastic.

[Collect-Eye]

we are a good team..a joy to come back to for a visit..like having tea w/ an old friend [=

[Jacqueline]

So etheral and yet it doesn't read like a fantasy that's unatainable. The title goes nicely with the work; there's the physical connection as well as constant movement. Such a wonderful dream!

[Spoken]

ahhh.. I was wondering... title seemed familar.

like what you've both done with it..

thumbs up.

[AG]

ode to appreciation at its best.

you are a very observant little poet aren't you? this is far from a poem about natural aesthetic. you dive deeper into the essence of beauty and seem to spew out dynamic and visual accounts from your adventures. well done, emily!

[Markymark]

I don't know how it started...but I like how it ended. This is an interesting write.....getting the reader to see with the poet's "eyes" of understanding. Very Very good. I don't know how I've missed your writing.

Can't wait to read more.

Markymark

[Tony]

I was walking right along side of you two in this beautiful nature piece, and looking through those eyes. It was so calming to read. loved these lines below, they spoke to me.

a walk through thawed leaves inspires a dance
These lids fit into a vintage suitcase, I promise..

Tony

[Collect-Eye]

yes, Emily, thank you for starting this and sending it to me

always a joy to explore the living word w/ such a beautiful person..I'm glad for the opportunity to share this sort of magic and experience it. [=

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Just a beautiful collaboration with some wonderful imagery. I love nature as you well know. An Appalachian Mountain boy can't help himself with Whitetail bucks running through mountain streams and red-tailed hawks soaring overhead...thanks for sharing this well crafted piece of poetry with us.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A very beautiful collaboration... a very gentle atmospheric feel of kindred hearts and souls.