Beautifully captured thought Chris, which leads me to wonder if we remove religion and personal beliefs from the equation for a moment, leads to the wonder that seems so primal and ingrained into our dna, of why we all have the feeling of being finally free of bodily form so intense, that it leads to another thought of this "life" being an audition for whatever it is I feel and you felt strongly enough t pen these words.
The thought does seem to lead us somewhere beyond faith and into realms unspoken, felt and known.
I wonder why we wonder such wonders, beneath a starless night sky where even the atmosphere of our own planet can cover these night jewels, how we still sense them there, waiting for us to unchain ourselves from our gravity obeying shells and see and be them without the need for eyes.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go back to counting twinkles before that big twinkle returns (the sun) ☀️😊☀️
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
Thoughts beyond faith, sort of grab me. I am not keen on organised religion Lorry. Thanks for your t.. read moreThoughts beyond faith, sort of grab me. I am not keen on organised religion Lorry. Thanks for your thoughtful review on an older poem, out for an airing. Your avatar is incredibly stunning. Tell me more about it please.
Was taken 22th May 2016 and just came across it again. I think it was taken at Loch Lomond but from .. read moreWas taken 22th May 2016 and just came across it again. I think it was taken at Loch Lomond but from what side I knoweth not. I was thinking it will be my first jaunt out when the chaos of lock down easing settles down, around 2023 😊
Officially it is out of bounds but only because the many idjits who have headed there now the sun is out have made it a danger to life with people parking on the only road. Selfish ***** 😊
Its the second time it's happened that police towed all vehicles away yesterday again and locals cabs refused to take them the 70 odd miles to to the pound and closed all B&B's. The sane are rebelling and about flippin time 😊
3 Years Ago
The image is spectacular. You know there are nutters everywhere. Both sides of the border :)
3 Years Ago
Yep, it's like an explosion in a snickers factory up here when the sun comes out to play. Nuts every.. read moreYep, it's like an explosion in a snickers factory up here when the sun comes out to play. Nuts everywhere, but at least the squirrels will be happy 😊
I could not agree more to what you have so eloquently put in this wonderful piece. This is a fav. Chris one that I will remember through the day. Loved it.
Posted 1 Year Ago
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1 Year Ago
Dear Soren I am delighted that this little poem has become a favourite one for you. I am smiling big.. read moreDear Soren I am delighted that this little poem has become a favourite one for you. I am smiling big time my friend.
' What causes some to burn so bright - when most live out their lives in night? ' What a thought.
(Many might use the word 'fright# instead - as per the helpline. ?)
Could say that your latter words are down to wishful thinking but, wonderful poet that you are, Chris. you can imagine, dream - and fly with your poetry, reaching the heights you've always wanted to attain. You have the words, for sure, are more fortunate than many who can only yearn for things they know they will never have. How tragic is that. Such a finely worded poem. Go for it.. will wave you off!
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1 Year Ago
Thank you Em for sharing your thoughts. I wrote this little poem quite a while back. I can’t even .. read moreThank you Em for sharing your thoughts. I wrote this little poem quite a while back. I can’t even recall what inspired the lines. However it seems that many can relate to its meaning. The afterlife, I wonder what comes next? No hurry to find out. I have much more to do on this plane:) Hope your Sunday has been a good one.
1 Year Ago
More than happy to catch up on poems I've not read whilst off and away laden 'all sorts to deal wit.. read moreMore than happy to catch up on poems I've not read whilst off and away laden 'all sorts to deal with or with which to deal!
Tis said we've all lived many lives but so many of us have poor memories!!! Will leave it at that.
Sundays are thought good even if not, Chris :)
Even though I am young, I know death is inevitable. As scary as that is, my only way of living is to enjoy each moment to the fullest. We do not know what awaits us after death, but wasting my life wondering will do me nothing. I'd like to think I can dance on clouds right now, and chase rainbows. I want to be one with nature, and the world, as I am a part of it. Every sunny day is refreshing, the rain is a song, and all the most beautiful things come from living and experiencing the world around us. Loved this poem!
Posted 1 Year Ago
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1 Year Ago
Your review is full of the joy of youth. It is uplifting. I have many more years to my belt than you.. read moreYour review is full of the joy of youth. It is uplifting. I have many more years to my belt than you :) I haven!t perhaps achieved as much as I would have liked too and time passes by quick. Your thoughts are welcome and very much appreciated.
It may be that our spirits find the peace our bodies never can and the longing of the flesh is finally fulfilled by letting go. I do not know but I will hope. I enjoyed the read.
Posted 1 Year Ago
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1 Year Ago
Thank you Fabian. I appreciate you stopping by to read an old poem out for a breather.
Isn't it ironic? We are spirit, weighted down by our bodies; but most of all, by our minds. We could achieve so much; and yet, sadly, the majority of us don't. I think we actually fear greatness, and the world is only too happy to see us fail.
Posted 1 Year Ago
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1 Year Ago
Thank you Linda for stopping by to share your thoughts. An older poem out for an airing.
This is a thought-provoking and beautifully written poem that invites the reader to reflect on the fleeting nature of human existence and the possibility of transcending it.
Posted 1 Year Ago
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1 Year Ago
Thank you Arthur for your encouraging review. Pleased you stopped by to share your thoughts.
those that burn brightest often burn out very fast, think i prefer to be an insignificant dust mote that floats along in my own little dream-world ..... and sees many generations and constellations of younger motes arriving to play their part..
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1 Year Ago
Hello dear Stella. You are of course right. Thinking about Amy Winehouse here after reading your r.. read moreHello dear Stella. You are of course right. Thinking about Amy Winehouse here after reading your response.An immense talent that burned brightly for so little time. Thanks for stopping by. Have a good Sunday.
only the narcissist worries about establishing a legacy. it's the task of those following.
our time here is but a fleeting moment that only came once.
and like the airplane sang ...
"But the human name
Doesn't mean s**t to a tree"
your writings have a consistency that speaks well of you. KUDOS!
Posted 2 Years Ago
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2 Years Ago
Keith, begging your pardon. Somehow I missed your review, so better late than never with the thanks... read moreKeith, begging your pardon. Somehow I missed your review, so better late than never with the thanks. Have a great weekend.
Chris
2 Years Ago
thanks, i don't take it personal
i'm used to being out of sight/ignored!
no problem .... read morethanks, i don't take it personal
i'm used to being out of sight/ignored!
no problem ... keep writing
Yes indeed, most of us live ordinary lives, with little if any claim to fame, but it has always been that way. Some people (particularly some artists) live frugal or poverty-stricken lives, and then find great fame after they are gone, whilst others (particularly artists again) are greatly celebrated during their own lifetime, only to fade or fall from grace after their earthly days are over. We can still enrich our lives in many ways, even if fortune and fame never come our way. As for the afterlife... only time will tell! A relevant and well-written poem, Chris!
Posted 2 Years Ago
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2 Years Ago
Thank you Robert for sharing your thoughts. Most of us will be forgotten within a few generations, S.. read moreThank you Robert for sharing your thoughts. Most of us will be forgotten within a few generations, Some, may continue to be remembered hundreds of years after their demise. Look at Shakespeare, some of the painters and composers. What we all have in common is our time here is fleeting in the overall picture and we are all going to die. No escape from that :)) Really appreciate you taking time to read and comment.
Your poem reminded me of an excellent novel called 'The Mote in God's Eye'. I realize this is not what your poem is about, but space tourism will allow us to dance and do cartwheels in the heavens. Or at least the rich will be able to. The rest of us will have to wait for afterlife.
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2 Years Ago
Thank you Bill for sharing your thoughts about this older write. Like you I think it will only be th.. read moreThank you Bill for sharing your thoughts about this older write. Like you I think it will only be the
very wealthy who get to enjoy space travel. The rest of us will have to wait for the next part of our journey and hope:)) Pleased you stopped by to share. All the best.
Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..