Nurture

uplifted

by the weak force

soma's existence

a prolonged reflex

part and parcel

of illusions alluded to

grandly

 

like implied order

in sequence

though inconsequential

an observation of irony

repeated historically

 

surely we sense

and some perceive

the calling, the longing

and the fulfillment

of subtle tangibility

in moments of love

leaking slowly

from our celestial reality

the truth of our original nature

 

 

 

Robin

Reviews

[Touché Armada]

Sense one life - Robert Porfirio � 2007 - The Philosophy of Film Noir
In black night over water - Night Over Water by Ken Follett, Night Over Water is a fictionalized account of the final flight of the Pan
Heartbeat in the soma � Soma drug information - slow heartbeat, extreme weakness
Expecting green turtle � An islanders prophecy
And scandalous serpent - scandalous serpent � occasionally used derogatory term
Through a spider web � Charlotte saved a pig
From shamanic uncertainty � Sharman's make the world turn
Where meaning initiates � Almost an everyday remark
And facts in flocks � the Sheppard is a gentle soul, and flocks are so easily led (they are words too)
Are made to follow � proclamation of the masses
Like migrating skeins � A naturalist natural language
On wingtips of intention � as above
Our hollow read is folded � only snorkels fold effectively and reads make good snorkels, and letters are folded quite commonly
Inside out � upside down Youre turning me Youre giving love instinctively Around and round youre turning me � Diana Ross
For torus of cradle � Ford Torus has a cradle as well
To nurture Earth babies � a village mantra
On the pendulum of the Sun - Alia
Round the helix of the moon � Hails every poet

There are no new thoughts, well very few in any case.. But it's the way they are strung together like pearls or diamonds or apple seeds into something a page can wear and look beautiful that is poetry.
All poetry has been plagiarised from the greatest art work of all... LIFE and its trials and triumphs, its terror and its beauty (a poet wrote that be it back to front) History and a dreamed future.. Put away the stakes and torches, I have pretty arrows dipped in red frogs =)

[Charles]

So, I've browsed a bit and pretty much like what I see - complex ideas jotted down in a stream of consciosness manner. To make any sense at all of what you write, the reader is really drawn into the page (it just can't be read superficially and discarded). And, once the reader's drawn in, the poem becomes what the reader wants it to be - accounting for the varied nature of the reviews. I guess. That's your goal and it works - that makes good poetry. :-)

[jen]

i thought this was wonderful... i believe that there are no new ideas... didn't Shakespeare say that there are only (was it 6?) basic stories.... we observe, we filter, we process, we digest, and we interpret ... the art is in the interpretation of the artist and the one that views the poem or portrait or hears the song... and we process it.. and that whole cycle starts...

robin your interpretation of what nurture is and how it draws us to our origin and how we unconsciously repeat history within our own lives and interactions is right on... this is really well done and different from the other poem which is really great in it's own right.. but a copy this is not... it is the interpretation of a poet of something that we all share

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

As far as I know Soma - is a drug used for something I can not recall. In any case, whatever the hub-bub is this is a truly succinct and compelling poem. Rock on and thank you for sharing your talent once more.
Light,
Siddartha

[Periac]

robin i know you would want my opinion but i only have 2 words ..........




crack smoker

[Emily B]

Robin,
I want to apologize. I've been a reader of your words for a long time now. You were accused harshly. The review was out of line. Your words are always your own.

[Tomás Ó C..]

While not wishing to get involved in the spat, the use of the word "soma" (which I never heard before Gandres piece, and the closing imagery of "celestial" is too close for comfort ( gandre using the sun and moon helix imagery) - I got another person to read this and ask them did they sound similar, and they said yes - so maybe some editing may resolve the issue.

I actually dont know what the word "Soma" means, so Im off to the Wikitionary to find out...

Indeed imitation is the highest form of falttery, and whereused should be (i) with permission, and (ii) with appropiate credits.

[lilain]

Isn't everything a plagiarism? We all write and tell stories that, in the end, pull from story after story since the beginning of time. What is special is how an artist twists the message by way of alliteration, word usage, and weaving many other creative avenues into one beautiful work of art. Robin, you never fail. You present your soul in your art and there is no way, in my mind, to claim it plagiarism. What you give, especially in this poem, is beautiful and THAT is art.

[KUFU]

I like this.

Gandre, your quarrel with this poet is of naught. Why would you berate a poet, attempting to bring forth their experience with the divine. To deny a poet the right to express him/herself is just bad for our craft. I like this work. It is not even on the scale of The Gandre Experience, but you find fault with it in yer perceived infringed upon copyrights? C'mon now, be serious. You make me blush Gandre =)
This poem is no more ABSTRACT OF MORALITY (On the edge of imagination) than an apple is a pineapple. The poetry is in the feel. Yes, words are the tapestry we weave, but, it's in the feel of a soft night gently laced upon your shoulder with a wildfire scent of jasmine on the wind...you see, it's in the feel. Robin is Robin. Gandre is Gandre...it's the experience, the, feel--that makes the poetry. That differentiates the soft kiss of moonbeam beams beaming on steaming sapphire eyes, it's in the journeying where lays the prize of the ecstatic kiss of poetry that strums you like vibes from a Jimmy Hendrix plucked chord at Woodstock, During The Star Spangled Banner� We revel in our abilities. We LOVE our poetry.

Now if you have a legitimate critique of this writing: style, substance, tone, tenor (Plagiarism shall not be among them) then state yer case poetess! =) ...if not, just enjoy the poetry. Imitation is the highest/sincerest form of flattery. ;-)

[Angel's Lady]

Powerful, dynamic, and always most thought-provoking, your writing never fails to amaze me, or is it the complexity of your mind that amazes me...hmmmm.