Inner Orchestra

We carry Layers hidden which reveal their colors

Inner Orchestra

 

Inner musicality matters in own rhythm

 

This clicks along with the heart.

Silver rimmed soul percussion shining regardless of any circumstance.

What you feel what you mean declared.

 Natural rhythm just right drum beat.

 Memories of past experiences still speak within every streaming layer.

Thrumming humming pushing desire to keep trying,

 Keep living our design, our imprint.

Our persons are rimmed a sandy beach of fine perfect sand twinkling from within.

 They speak and join in our present life,

 a river swirling within each lesson earned and treasured

With this much inner reality pushing against our souls we give it away whether we know it or not.

Kathy Van Kurin Spring, 2022

Author's Note

Have you ever thought; "Oh my private memories or feeling just revealed themselves to others unexpectedly?

Reviews

[Robert Haigh]

Our writings partly reveal who and what we are, just as our actions do. As for our private memories and feelings - when they affect other things and bring about some kind of action or reaction, then yes, they must reveal something to the onlooker, I would say. An interesting poem, nicely expressed!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Robert Haigh,
I've heard it said that writing is like talking' coming from who we are, how we think...even our essence. What flows from us? is it life? Thanks much for your input and personal opinion. Nice to hear from you.
Bless you and yours,
Kathy

[Sami Khalil]

" They speak and join in our present life,



a river swirling within each lesson earned and treasured"

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Sami,
Love your way of edifying. You always find the good in other's writing. What a gift you have!
I wish you a terrific day.
Kathy

[Crowley]

There are those days, right days, solid days, where that rhythm is right from sun up to sun down. On those days, I feel invincible, sexy, intelligent, vibrant. If only that syncopation would last and be available for every day. But, then I guess we wouldn't know the difference between joy and the status quo. I liked this very much.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Crowley,
Yup life is for the living and that living is always different through light and shadow. Joy and pain, etcetera, etcetera. I like your words.....
"But, then I guess we wouldn't know the difference between joy and the status quo."
Thanks for coming by and your nice review!
Blessings to you this Easter season.
Kathy

[Chris Shaw]

Memories of past experiences do speak and when we read poetry we can relate to other poets that way. Yes, we give away, we reveal ourselves to others through our lines. Does that show strength or vulnerability I wonder? I enjoyed your references to the natural environment threaded into your stanzas Kathy. Thank you for sharing an interesting read. Have a good day.

Chris

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Chris Shaw,
Hi. Iv'e been thinking after reading Chris' review how we all come and are delivered from such different experiences and circumstances and on and on. Also that everyone will see a poem, or story with slightly different angles because the soul is a vulnerable thing and is to be treasured in its complexities. Thank you so much for seeing and listening and presenting what you learn and take from life and from other's writing and from mine. I do appreciated it.
Bless you this Easter.
Kathy

[KAREN]

Nicely crafted! A lot of beautiful phrases in this poem. The flow is soft and gentle. Memories of past experiences still speak within every streaming layer. Memories good and bad will always stay with us.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thank you Karen. It's nice when another can understand from their own experience. It takes a lot to see through the dark times and find light.
Kathy

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Awesome poem! We all have memories to reflect upon! Loved the flow!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Kathy,
Thanks for that. Memories are difficult many times but they are part of the multi layered foundation of this life.
Kathy

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

You are welcome!

[Chris]

Sometime I look at another's words and see could-have-beens that never were. The way their words mesh with what I wanted to touch or feel. Life is so never like a movie - out of your class IS out of your class and most times you don't get a shot at even a first impression.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Chris,
I can appreciate what your saying. Real life and experience is sometimes hard to fathom. My writing comes from times of inspiration. Not necessarily an 'all the time thing.' I try to find and see the good though...
Thank you as always for your wonderful input.
Kathy

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This has such a lovely floating feeling to it like a ship sailing on a smooth ocean. Every artist pays life for inspiration but art sometimes allows us to live life vicariously through another's imagination or experiences if only for a brief moment. Those connections help us grow in my opinion; they feed our creative energy so we can grow ripe like apples in the sun. We give and we get. We grow and we learn and we produce children born from fantastic ideas and broken hearts. If we are fortunate we inspire others along the way. Lovely write, F.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Fabian,
"so we can grow ripe like apples in the sun." What a beautiful image. I like that.read moreFabian,
"so we can grow ripe like apples in the sun." What a beautiful image. I like that.
Yes your above words show how our disign of finding and seeing what inspires and we just know when it is seen experienced. I loved your review. It was really inspiring and encouraging. Thanks for that.
Blessings,
Kathy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes I have felt that about the private memories.
I really like this poem...the soundtrack of our lives...we have the music within and without...

We have to move to our own beat and yet try in some way to mesh with the other members of the orchestra...the other members of our lives.
j.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Yea I find that each area has been built from experiences; our work, our happiness, our pain. It all becomes the building block for each new season. Thanks Jacob for reading-reviewing.
Blessings to you
Kathy