sometimes I dream about being on a ledge with one foot raised but not just any ledge the ledge of deep creative imagination nestled in the cavern of tangled salvation's
lovely of it's folds oh the colors that bleed jagged in it's pleads lights in Gods speed floating trees with fruits of suspended tomorrows, winds hinted of frost deep in my marrow
I have done what was dared, I have touched Apollo reaching, my foot gives way, aware that I am swimming in air my damnation, kicking deeper into untangled liberation's without a care and a creative stare
Well, this is pretty impressive! Very educated write Rene. I love it. It has made me wonder about things, creativity - where does it come from? You certainly managed to find some and i adore this piece. Brilliant. :)
A life with no challenges. Is a life with no options to test life. I did a lot of free climbing and went into the oceans in the big storm s just to see if I could. I broke my ribs and destroyed my knees. I would do it again. Your poem tell a real story. People who dance on the edge of life and have no fear. Can know peace for not being meek and scare to face life.
"I have done what was dared, I have touched Apollo
reaching, my foot gives way, aware that I am swimming in air
my damnation, kicking deeper into untangled liberation's
without a care and a creative stare"
Thank you for the strong words and amazing poetry.
Coyote