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Happens to be
Wars of the mind into their chess playing blind
So prioritizing trivial to the painful revelations
Such this mental purgatory door swings wide
Only as good as the champagne appellations,
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As coast falls away into their forgotten ocean
Seeing the face of the earth as old clock time
With source, the notion began eternal motion
Only poets to know what is behind my rhymes.
Published 7th Feb 2019
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7th Feb 2019 12:58pm
7th Feb 2019 6:23pm
7th Feb 2019 5:14pm
"Wars of the mind.... " your beginning words holds a lot in the whatever initiation within & amongst ..of how the abstract takes some form though mysterious & dark...
'With source, the notion began eternal motion"..could feel the paths & ways , the so pathways being the way the norm..however inexplicable & deep they run..
I somehow feel each verse & word to be conveying the very happening physical realm with portals of your wise light opening within.. feels ignorant before your art ur knowledge dear jeff...but adoring ur poetics ur magical weave ...do enlighten more . & yes, write on more x:)
7th Feb 2019 6:21pm
No, my dearest Uma... I learn much from your thoughts...you are a beautiful wise woman with ancient soul...that comprehends so much while showing me things I never saw manifested...
Love you always
Jeff
Love you always
Jeff
8th Feb 2019 12:58pm
Intriguing , those things you described, those imagery you created beyond my imagination, but they are all good enough to show real you...I love these expressions:
Such this mental purgatory door swings wide
Only as good as the champagne appellations,
love
Jasmine
Such this mental purgatory door swings wide
Only as good as the champagne appellations,
love
Jasmine
8th Feb 2019 6:50pm
