Flowing

Flowing

A Poem by Mike Defreitas



Electric rope hanging
Waiting for the words that will
Capture it's glow

Hidden from my freewheeling
Hanging upside down from a ceiling
Peeling; keeling; reeling
Down below

But now I've seen it's textured glow
I can touch its vivacity
And claim that I know

The vastness and mystery of the ever-moving Flow

Rivers, winds, oceans, streaming, moving, living
All life and all things exist in flow
Yet separated and apart;

Still, we move with the flow; the flow moves through us
And were brought along to wherever it goes

Human thought and cognition, our embodied
Moving, prereflective supposition;
Exists within the movements of flow

Being attached; concatenated psychologically
My mind conceives of an object it calls "flow"
I see it's patterns and it's mysterious quality

All things exist in process; yet bothered by
the presence of static dualities.
The mind encounters psychic resistance

Held in place by repetition;
Neural substrates reproducing
Molecular designs evolution commissioned

Falseness; Thinking in "I"
The body's differentness; yet in mind
And In minds; communally connected in time

All exist within a flow. We come in
And our parents, unknowingly bring us up
To know what they know;
Continuity: The essence of flow

On the other path; my interactions with the hiddeness within
Psychic ropes dropped from heaven
Allowing me to contemplate and feel
The wondrous connections between mind and world.

© 2014 Mike Defreitas


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Wow... nothing I say will give this piece justice.. and I don't say that often... this is one that I just want to read over and over again.. the word play, the "flow", the depth of thought, the pace and rhythm was this intense tug of war within my mind.. I wanted to get lost in your thoughts and on the other hand I wanted to appreciate the way in which you expressed them.. saving this one so I can come back and enjoy.. this is absolutely stunning work my friend.. I loved it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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What will happen if you cut through the flow? Does it stop moving or continued to do so? No matter how I think within this imaginary mind. All I think, is no one can stop the flow and it will never cease to exist.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I think that Mr. C, Mr. S., Mr. N and Mr. Young may have a reflection on what you have written https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nP0VBB7BO64

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is really good. Attracted to the end lines even more. Keep writting ""

Posted 9 Years Ago


The depth of your poem is remarkably embedded in your words. Metaphorical, in short. I think we are all connected in some ways. This connection will may not be oblivious to naked eye. It just can be felt.
It's nice.. And I liked it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow... nothing I say will give this piece justice.. and I don't say that often... this is one that I just want to read over and over again.. the word play, the "flow", the depth of thought, the pace and rhythm was this intense tug of war within my mind.. I wanted to get lost in your thoughts and on the other hand I wanted to appreciate the way in which you expressed them.. saving this one so I can come back and enjoy.. this is absolutely stunning work my friend.. I loved it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very cool. Nice job with this one, it's intensity built up as I read.
Like it.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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