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to've never known
Autumnal Monday
mid-afternoon meditation
a westward bound orb
extends landing gear
begins its descent toward
a horizontal strip
beneath dark billows
feral scavengers rest
digest their morning catch
in burrowed thickets
amid the alcove breathing
dense with survival
a red-tail circles undeterred
by a territorial joy of two crows
a piece of cottonwood drifts
between parachuting leaves
centers on my recumbent palm
O! that I could wish but once
'twoud be to've never known
~
mid-afternoon meditation
a westward bound orb
extends landing gear
begins its descent toward
a horizontal strip
beneath dark billows
feral scavengers rest
digest their morning catch
in burrowed thickets
amid the alcove breathing
dense with survival
a red-tail circles undeterred
by a territorial joy of two crows
a piece of cottonwood drifts
between parachuting leaves
centers on my recumbent palm
O! that I could wish but once
'twoud be to've never known
~
Published 19th Oct 2016
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19th Oct 2016 1:10am
19th Oct 2016 1:11am
21st Oct 2016 5:44pm
19th Oct 2016 1:39am
You took me away
and then this! :)
"O! that I could wish but once
'twoud be to've never known"
Loved all of it, Ahavati....
and then this! :)
"O! that I could wish but once
'twoud be to've never known"
Loved all of it, Ahavati....
20th Oct 2016 4:04pm
19th Oct 2016 3:18am
Yes, there is such a thing as knowing, or loving too much.
Probably got this all wrong, but that is how I felt as I read it.
Probably got this all wrong, but that is how I felt as I read it.
20th Oct 2016 4:08pm
19th Oct 2016 6:17am
20th Oct 2016 4:04pm
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19th Oct 2016 6:27am
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20th Oct 2016 4:05pm
19th Oct 2016 8:02am
Sage one a very poignant write making me wish sometimes I never knew..
love Brenda
love Brenda
20th Oct 2016 4:05pm
Anonymous
19th Oct 2016 9:15am
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20th Oct 2016 4:05pm
19th Oct 2016 1:13pm
kinda like James Wright at Duffy's farm in Pine Island, Minn.,
realizing how he'd wasted his life...
realizing how he'd wasted his life...
20th Oct 2016 4:06pm
Thank you, John.
I don't believe a life is wasted - just experienced via the choices we make. I think even regret is an experience to overcome.
I don't believe a life is wasted - just experienced via the choices we make. I think even regret is an experience to overcome.
19th Oct 2016 1:50pm
I think I've read this 3 times now and still I find more beauty with each flight. Truly beautiful in its sadness
20th Oct 2016 4:06pm
19th Oct 2016 1:52pm
I found the language use here extremely original, to say the least.
Loved these the most..
"Autumnal"
"feral scavengers"
"alcove breathing"
best of all.
The imagery is beautifully packed together, almost tightly, in it's per line display.
I'm enjoying the final image most thabet freedom that comes with her open palm.
Thank you ever so much for fresh air & read.
Love @You
Al-x-
Loved these the most..
"Autumnal"
"feral scavengers"
"alcove breathing"
best of all.
The imagery is beautifully packed together, almost tightly, in it's per line display.
I'm enjoying the final image most thabet freedom that comes with her open palm.
Thank you ever so much for fresh air & read.
Love @You
Al-x-
20th Oct 2016 3:56pm
19th Oct 2016 2:48pm
20th Oct 2016 4:07pm
19th Oct 2016 8:04pm
Ahavati, this piece is masterful in its imagery and serene in its feeling. I feel at peace having read your words. Bravisima!
20th Oct 2016 4:03pm
20th Oct 2016 9:19pm
Sooo.. .one of the reasons why I came
to visit you dear, is to politely ask:
why'o'why did you have to shut-off
Via D and Each A.. .
Woman those pieces has had me stunn'd,
stuck and feeling things I haven't in a
long while... .but trust I do centre'stand why..
Now for this peace, I felt a blockage in my
airways which lead me to heavy scatter'd
ponders before reading further..
then by the end my long awaited sighing
award arrived..
Thank you beautiful
-Howlings
to visit you dear, is to politely ask:
why'o'why did you have to shut-off
Via D and Each A.. .
Woman those pieces has had me stunn'd,
stuck and feeling things I haven't in a
long while... .but trust I do centre'stand why..
Now for this peace, I felt a blockage in my
airways which lead me to heavy scatter'd
ponders before reading further..
then by the end my long awaited sighing
award arrived..
Thank you beautiful
-Howlings
20th Oct 2016 10:45pm
Anonymous
29th Oct 2016 2:51am
Ahavati........stunning gift of words you've shared with us......wow......can't express.......purple luv & hugs xo :)
29th Oct 2016 2:52am
30th Oct 2016 11:03pm
To gaze on things without a predetermined notion of what they are or what purpose it is they fulfill is to truly see them for a gorgeous moment.
During meditation last month I had a moment where I “dropped in” as it was described to me before I experienced it. My breathing slowed, my mind stilled, my heartbeat stretched from here to eternity and for a gorgeous moment I was beyond the grip of time and space.
During meditation last month I had a moment where I “dropped in” as it was described to me before I experienced it. My breathing slowed, my mind stilled, my heartbeat stretched from here to eternity and for a gorgeous moment I was beyond the grip of time and space.
31st Oct 2016 7:04pm
21st Nov 2017 5:30am
7th Aug 2020 4:09am
just beautiful imagery here. This poem is poetry at its finest and too fit for just this website. I am left feeling poignant-kind of an ode to what we most often ignore.
7th Aug 2020 2:09pm
