Do we measure our thoughts like spices
a little of this and a little of that
ground together to make new seasoning
new patterns of a shifting universe.
If I were to deconstruct Van Gogh to create an image
of where my thoughts reside,
would they resemble a cosmic eye watching
as the world transpires
moving round and round
in its usual way-effortless and without thought
just being.
I gather the things that make me smile
tucking them away in the star-dust cobwebs,
pilfering them away like a thief
for I know when I need it most
I will lift the lid and peer within
searching for that special something,
a sound, a scent or perhaps a memory of a faded dream.
As the incense burns out before barely beginning
the jasmine fills rooms of blue
silky smoke just enough to linger for me,
not enough to choke
and I am there again
yesterday when art and words and soothing days
eased by like a silent movie
and I watched in rapt attention wondering
where did those days go?
I swirl here in these thoughts
Starry night broken apart and reformed
into a new quiet peace
that finds me grateful
for its essence.
One of my all time favorite songs….that’s how I found VanGogh when I was young, through that song…a Huge influence on my life, song and artist both…you’ve given me the biggest before bed smile John…just as good as Mad World….๐๐๐๐๐
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I liked it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=22WmFJYFstM
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thank you, I hope it all pans out well, but I shall remain positive, if not that, then something else will open up. Having faith in a good outcome ๐
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I’m happy for you, Kim. May amazing things continue to go through that door! ๐
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Thank you, I was so nervous and the job opening isn’t right away, but just the fact I was interviewed, that was the best part, like a door finally opening, as once it opens amazing things will happen, it may not materialize but I feel so much better getting a try by someone to interview๐
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That’s wonderful, Kim! ๐
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thank you magarisa, it seems to be having good effects on my life, ripples of goodness happening everywhere ๐
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So soothing and serene.
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A box of memories
Or one of dreams
I love that
Great read
As always Sheldon
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Yes, that space of ease is so beautiful! ๐
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Thank you so very much. This one came so easily and I think those ones for me flow the nicest, I’m glad you enjoyed it๐
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Wow!! Amazing, beautiful, beautiful!
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Kim this is beautiful.
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Yes, it is. I’ve been going through the yearly cutting and stacking of firewood. It is the only way to heat this old house. I am so happy I was able to grab a moment and catch some of your poetry. You are still amazing. ๐
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Thank you Sue, you’ve been missed…chasing bears in the meadow I hope? Fishing for salmon in cold mountain streams? I hope all is well and peaceful with you? Peace and blessings…come back soon…miss your words and ghostly stories too….it is that season๐ป๐๐
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Kim, this feels warm and familiar, a meditation finding ones soul in the midst of all humanity, in a comfortable setting where no human or other intrusion could ever lure you away. I love this one more than I know how to describe.
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Thanks Eliza, I’m glad you enjoyed it๐๐
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Very nice, Kim.
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Indeed. ๐
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Thanks Tre, you know how the blue room gives inspiration…this one fell out of the clouds nicely and I’m glad you liked it, I enjoyed writing it too๐
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Thank you so much, I am still trying to paste the link to the artist, I love it and the words came to it so nicely, I adore effortless poems๐ K
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This is just beautiful, Kim. Such a serenity here that pulls me in and I rested for just a while. It is intensely powerful. Good standalone poem, needs nothing else.
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Wow. Beautiful work! โค๏ธโค๏ธ
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