Each day moving through
we traipse up and down through levels of thought
drifting at times like a silky calm
gracing our minds like a sweetly whispered word.
Levels of beauty and hues that give pause
we find ourselves stopping at times to watch
the transpiring of days
that we are immersed in
and at times feeling so removed,
find that it doesn’t take very much
to flow into that place within
as we silently give thanks and close our eyes,
breathing in the likeness of tranquility
we exhale the clouds of storms
setting them free
and thus finding ourselves
exactly where it is we need to be.
I gaze at ideas like dreams in my head,
stepping up each one to reach higher
like stairs that move in the right direction
as I feel in my soul this path has become so right,
exploring the wonder of the delicacies of each second
and with the gathering of time like flowers
not wasting a moment of inspiration
on that which mires like quicksand,
rising into the being of the soul set free
and phantom like as it drifts through
touching each piece gently with light
spanning the surface with perfection.
Phew!!!โกโกโก
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oh durn! I think I already do some of that oj in the glass cabinet stuff. No K (I like the sound of that no-k part! Maybe I’ll patent it!), it isn’t just you….not that that makes it any better! ๐ฆ But so what??????? ๐
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thanks Sue and hugs back at you tenfold โค
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yay, once you figure it out, you’ll just forget it again, ha ha! We spend our lives learning, only to go and put the oj in the glass cabinet….ok, perhaps it’s just me ๐ peace and love E & L โค
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definitely peace, my first day off in seven, I’m in heaven โค
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Oh I can relate I think the modern world only exacerbates that tendency to feel that way. In which case I wish you steadiness and peace which I know can be fleeting or difficult but I wish it nonetheless xo
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Thanks especially for these line:
‘…not wasting a moment of inspiration
on that which mires like quicksand.”
The key to everything.
I think I’m finally beginning to ‘get it.’
Life, that is. ๐
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good morning Dante, thank you as always….I try….had some whopper dreams last night/this am, very cool and albeit they could have been tragic, I knew I was dreaming and was a part of it all, in control and it gave me such a boost for the waking day ๐ when’s your next series start?
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“Spanning the surface with perfection” indeed ๐
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Exactly Kim.. and you can always tell we are inspired when it comes to us that way.. If we ponder too long, I know its from me.. LOL.. So keep the storms coming between coming up for Air.. ๐ Hugs xxx
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You are welcome!
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Whoa! The first book is partially titled, “Pinwheels & Hula Hoops”. ๐ Here’s the link to the work. It’s out there and heavy, so “tread lightly.” https://medium.com/a-cornered-gurl/tagged/fiction
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That would be awesome and I would love to read it. You are my Maya….you will do great things, mark my words…you already have…you may not see it, but those who come into your orbit feel lighter and understood…..I’m not just saying that either….and I have two pinwheels in my front yard now too….just saying…..catch the winds that blow and shine๐๐ข๐โจ๐โญ๏ธ
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I am so dry, Kim. I don’t think I have another poetry book in me right now. I could, however, share a fictional series with you that I intend to edit some more and turn into a short story book if you’d like to read it. ๐
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Yeah, you know me, sometimes my mind takes over….in a good way of course, that’s why I allow it to do so๐ it is a peaceful happy little mind, thinking of you, as always, me๐๐โฎ
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Thank you so kindly Henrietta and I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Peace and blessings, Kim๐๐๐ปโฎ
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Thanks Izrael, much love back at you my friend, peace and blessings and I’m so glad you enjoyed๐๐๐
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Thank you my friend, feeling like I’m on one of those kiddie rides lately at the playground, up, down, up down….etc….in the lull the words come and then it’s time to jump off and get back to life…..levels of life in a way….I’m glad you enjoyed it and thank you dearly๐๐๐๐ป
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Thanks Sue, it’s funny because work has been crazy but in my moments between when I can find the time to squeeze out some writing, it comes like a storm till I run out and then I breathe, rest a second or two, then rush off once more….Hank heavens for streams of consciousness๐๐๐๐๐ปโฎ
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Thanks Tre, by the end it flows like a slow and meandering River….I thank you as always for your lovely compliment, she says with a bow, now get working on that book my sweet๐ha!๐๐ขsending spirit love๐ข๐
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I would like to believe
That we the guardians of our minds and that circumstances and situation doesn’t rules
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Of late, Kim, the endings have been amazing. I love this:
“exploring the wonder of the delicacies of each second
and with the gathering of time like flowers
not wasting a moment of inspiration
on that which mires like quicksand,
rising into the being of the soul set free
and phantom like as it drifts through
touching each piece gently with light
spanning the surface with perfection.”
Love it!
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A very good poem. Thanks for sharing!
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This is just phenomenal. Much love โค
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This is filled with wonderment
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Simply beautiful.. I think each of us are exactly where we need to be.. Each day more wonder keeps unfolding if we look at the magic the world holds.. A truly magical scene you have shared Kim.. Love and Blessings for a wonderful week โค โค
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