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The Remembrance Of Birth
Corners fold in little boxes
scribbles on parchment, from long ago
and my mind smiles with remembrance
saved moments; that speak volumes
to the flood that carried a wooden craft.
Eyes peeked through keyholes
like a naughty child, curious and impish
spurred on by hints of flesh.
The scintil scant, sheer pleasure
inscribed with initial; The rise of black diamond and purple line.
Want flowed between legs from both entities
quiver, ode along hungers tongue.
Pick any night covered by rain sweet reader
and I shall tell you that the sky delivers more.
The earth quakes beneath your feet yet never leaves, for
the tremor is a snake within the skin; slither of a quick pulse
surely bitten.
These are the eyelids that never close, forever constant and all knowing; red-rimmed and forever rose.
Do not discount the wait, it can hurl one insane by its miniscule minute; fumbling a pocket watch in breasts of an overcoat.
Portents are a given, slow yet steady vision to what our world consists of.
I can remember the ancient tomes bound by many tribe, when the world was flat, cut in half lost on some island yet somehow preaching the same word across continents.
Pangaea was embraced an Island all its own..
The winds swept all directions, blowing admiration across mountains, valley and stream.
The sun rises and shines, sparkling off the gilded edge to hardbound books written by faith.
scribbles on parchment, from long ago
and my mind smiles with remembrance
saved moments; that speak volumes
to the flood that carried a wooden craft.
Eyes peeked through keyholes
like a naughty child, curious and impish
spurred on by hints of flesh.
The scintil scant, sheer pleasure
inscribed with initial; The rise of black diamond and purple line.
Want flowed between legs from both entities
quiver, ode along hungers tongue.
Pick any night covered by rain sweet reader
and I shall tell you that the sky delivers more.
The earth quakes beneath your feet yet never leaves, for
the tremor is a snake within the skin; slither of a quick pulse
surely bitten.
These are the eyelids that never close, forever constant and all knowing; red-rimmed and forever rose.
Do not discount the wait, it can hurl one insane by its miniscule minute; fumbling a pocket watch in breasts of an overcoat.
Portents are a given, slow yet steady vision to what our world consists of.
I can remember the ancient tomes bound by many tribe, when the world was flat, cut in half lost on some island yet somehow preaching the same word across continents.
Pangaea was embraced an Island all its own..
The winds swept all directions, blowing admiration across mountains, valley and stream.
The sun rises and shines, sparkling off the gilded edge to hardbound books written by faith.
Published 7th Mar 2017
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10th Mar 2017 4:10pm
Beautifully worded, Gabriel, with a lovely flow. Insightful and imaginative as always. Very nice, Soulman !
10th Mar 2017 9:58pm
Hey Wildman!!! Thanks for dropping by with kind Words Sir!!! I'm glad You could see a little magic in this!!!
10th Mar 2017 10:51pm
This is visionary--absolutely!! The birth of our world expressed from a unique combination of perspectives!
The first stanza makes me think of the Dead Sea Scrolls and Noah's Ark...
I am quite fascinated by this piece, and i find that i am returning to re-read -----over and over...again and and again!
Therefore.......after t h i s visit, i will be taking it with me! ;)
I am in awe and admiration of your ingenious talent,my friend!
Soo creatively crafted!
The first stanza makes me think of the Dead Sea Scrolls and Noah's Ark...
I am quite fascinated by this piece, and i find that i am returning to re-read -----over and over...again and and again!
Therefore.......after t h i s visit, i will be taking it with me! ;)
I am in awe and admiration of your ingenious talent,my friend!
Soo creatively crafted!
10th Mar 2017 10:58pm
Thank You for such a glowing review DE!!!-Honoured and humble. I'm very Grateful You saw magic in this...it is a very personal Write for me...I was beginning to think it was a total flop lol Your Words Always mean alot to me DE-Thank You!!!
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- Edited 25th Mar 2017 9:04pm
25th Mar 2017 9:03pm
[Do not discount the wait, it can hurl one insane by its miniscule minute; fumbling a pocket watch in breasts of an overcoat. ] ohh that line sounds so familiar lol i think i know a guy who patiently waits by the clock and then counts how many grey hair he has with each passing moment ;)
Another wonderful masterpiece mister Soul, with da Vee approval seal,
Another wonderful masterpiece mister Soul, with da Vee approval seal,
27th Mar 2017 2:26am
I'm glad it has Da Seal...Thats ALL that matters!!! Yes You know that Fella well!!!
