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A gorgeous write that was written so nicely
I had to read it twice ;)

Hey Thanks Preston - and thanks for the add to your reading list

i love the line his oustretched fingers and toes fed mosquitos. very cool poem

that's cool thanks for that isailn - I was doing a little tai chi and I just saw the little sucker on my index and was transfixxxed...

Love that second stanza ... gripping and vivid.  My mother always says, "What's borne in darkness will be revealed in the light." ...

... Sometimes regret - sometimes true joy.

true words Lobo - thanks for them!

3x4 of wonderful wonder.

The first stanza instantly brought the eclipse to mind.  The second has great imagery and the third is quite powerful.  

Where there is weakness in strength, there is strength in weakness.  ;)

Great stuff Whale.

:) yes its hard for us not to be eclipsed right now - thank you for these kind comments Mags

eye diddint sea itt cummin'  nyce won whaler mann

thanks roachmeister - much appreciated

Very intriguing and thoughtful piece whale; as I've come to expect.  This is what I take from it. The sun is innocent, and as usual, we're all free to wear sunscreen, but even with that we take our chances. Nicely penned.

yes PS :) its all about the factor

multiple layers & textures to this piece, whale but born from singular brilliance. much enjoyed

as welcome a comment as ever I had - so glad you enjoyed it shadoe - and thanks for the add

* sighs with contentment* Wonderfully written, dear!

Hey Stormiwyndz - welcome to these pages and for the kind comment:)

A powerful write, whale.
Infectious in its intensity.
Like it a lot!

As the Mistress of the intense and condensed - this is a grand and gratefully received compliment - thank you for your add as well

'ides of march' reshaped, redefined. one of many gems cast into your weaving...

et tu JF
thanks as ever for the careful read

Whale, my friend,

Within these lines, lie such a multitude of meanings. Each time i read this piece, my thoughts seem to journey down different pathways of perception...

Yet to me,this feels quite spiritual...as when the over-all harmony of mind, body, and soul is achieved--the rare quality of tranquility,however fragile--that frequently allows one to slip so easily into the visionary state of 'dark-sight'...

And as this piece--especially, as the title suggests, perhaps--it is within this darkness one is 'protected', and directed by a personal spirit guide(angel).

This only my personal interpretation.  However...

Your unique imagery, and the intensity of your ink inspires such insight!

I will be re-visiting this one...again, and again!

Sioch`ain leat!

Ah enchanted one - you have grasped the whole :)

Angels are invisible when the sun shines bright, but the devil is in the bug bites.

I love how many layers this has.

Thanks for such a careful read Trist:)

Strength became weakness
As bliss became blame

The last stanza is the cherry on the cake.

thanks DM - that's grand

I really enjoyed your words of
wisdom, especially the below
which smoothly fed my hunger
for vivid scenes, its beauty.
Yet, truth what would we do
without the gift of the sun...

"His outstretched fingers
And toes fed mosquitoes
And typed odes to singers
And marched ides on roads "


Lovely piece of work & life.

-Howlings

Thanks Howling - that's great