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american bohemia
from out of the lonely beyond she came
reaching into the void with mystical arms,
searching with a reckless predication.
her hands found me in my bohemian sanctum
& she offered to keep my secret passions safe.
we had no permanence nor security to exchange,
no blessings nor happy endings.
so we put a heart up for barter
(when a heart is so easily broken.)
we noted our thoughts & our desires;
it was music, it was poetry spoken.
we were soldiers in a war of attrition,
& we found a way to make love
outside of our physical bodies.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
but drifters need to drift,
urged on by a tumbleweed wind.
& angels are spirits of the open sky
& so they must fly –
there were other fantasies to chase,
other lovers to seduce…
there are places where ghosts whisper
what they never had time to write,
so I go there.
they will teach me how to be a poet.
Published 11th Jul 2014
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Ah, JohnFeddeler, luv ~
Why must there be such a dichotomy? Could not there be room for multiple loves in life? Love is not bounded. :-*
Would that not be a truer la vie boheme?
Why must there be such a dichotomy? Could not there be room for multiple loves in life? Love is not bounded. :-*
Would that not be a truer la vie boheme?
11th Jul 2014 4:37am
11th Jul 2014 6:15am
The whimsical passion in this is amazing. A true tribute to bohemianism...
Enjoyed...
Enjoyed...
11th Jul 2014 6:44am
11th Jul 2014 8:37am
my comments are truly starting to feel recycled, Mister Feddeler, but your pen seems to leave me tongue tied.
much enjoyed.
much enjoyed.
11th Jul 2014 12:58pm
Passionately written. My mind is swirling around every word. Love the photo too. Enjoyed. :)
11th Jul 2014 9:04pm
11th Jul 2014 9:59pm
You seduced me by this beautiful and longingly poem, John. You are a poet, no one has to teach you :-).
12th Jul 2014 12:12pm
12th Jul 2014 6:35pm
Oh, I believe it's the other way around,- you are the one teaching the ghosts, how deeply a poet can strike his words. You always produce an immortal edge to your poetry, and this one propels that sentiment even further. Thank you for sharing!
13th Jul 2014 10:59pm
Ahhh Beautifully Crafted Scribe John..love the ease in which these words flowed..the ending was superb..I truly enjoyed :)
18th Jul 2014 9:39am
