incorporeal

incorporeal

A Poem by m.s.early

She keeps asking. "When did you know?"
As if it were palpable, appreciable, a thing.
How do you assess the ethereal birth of a notion?
I heard a throbbing. I became incorporeal.
There was less in between.
I pronounced the matter. That is all.
The moment was formless, eternal, unbodied.
I never knew. I always knew. I let her know.

© 2014 m.s.early


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you know by the distant look in her eyes as you try to fill in the in between, which is an imagining of unknown truths; I think..........

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is deep and thought-provoking. Bravo!

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

(: Thank you Brittany :)
You have with great depth depicted the nature of true love, which affects beyond this physical dimension and get percieved beyond these carnal senses.This is a great composition.

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

I've read and respect your work, poet, so this is indeed a compliment. Thank you.
Rehan Roy

10 Years Ago

Seriously saying, this piece is a thinking of a higher dimension. For this piece, hats off!
Deep and profound x....good question, sometimes it's better to just leave some things to waft into the ether and not question why, love never appears tangible, besides, it takes all the mystery out of passion.

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

(: thank you Frieda :)
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Welcome, I feel sorry for 'her' though, you must drive her mad ;-)
m.s.early

10 Years Ago

HA! HA! HA!
This piece sounds like to "speak out the inexpressible" , to go to depths of something which is hard to grasp...nothing last forever, even this moment, when we talk and write..the moment to "death" is ethereal ,eternal...Knowing about is so hard and so much in the hand of spirit.

I heard a throbbing. I became incorporeal.
There was less in between.

This "less between" could be bigger space, but is left without words.

::n.nour::
::03.014::

Posted 10 Years Ago


Simple and conveys so much!

Posted 10 Years Ago


How do you assess the ethereal birth of a notion?

I heard a throbbing. I became incorporeal.
There was less in between.
Muse keep on asking when poet knew heavenly birth of poem, or an theme for poem, poet says it is spontaneous as if he knew same time born without his knowledge, this is so true with certain master piece work of some artist or writer, it comes as magical, spontaneous and as if some spirits made him write, not him, very intrigue, makes all the sense in the world, really enjoyed, congrats

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

Thank you Linda. I believe poems and love both are eternal, and eternal reaches in both directions. .. read more
Linda alexander

10 Years Ago

You welcome, I wonder how come God gave you more brain cells, but not for me, this is pure partiali.. read more
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I Love it, love it, love it...such drama and mystery and well spoken. I was so intrigued. NOW DATS What I MEAN Ya'll. GIVE IT TA MEH! I'm sorry I get really excited sometimes reading good stuff. EXCELLENT!!!! I would save it my library but my computer's stupid so I'll come back for it and OH it will be mine.

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

You're passion is contagious Sirlena! Thank you for such enthusiasm.
Shirlena

10 Years Ago

U are so welcomed.
Such a thought provoking piece. Love your bio btw :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


....He was born a poet....from farther than the recesses could see...know...exist...somethings are just....

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

Somethings are indeed... thank you for reading Queenie :)
Gypsy Warrior Queen

10 Years Ago

Her soul walks....maybe she can't tell...but your right....at that moment....she'll know.

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