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Poetic Mystery
In my lineage are agricultural
Workers, beings that shed blood and
Tears into dark, rich soils -
Growing and harvesting organic produce.
In my own way, I grew up with
Dirt on my hands; I feel that this
Gives me a unique connection to
Mother Earth; I have seen evidence of this.
My uncle, preferring not to pick
Blueberries, would ride to the blueberry
Fields with his brothers and sisters
In the morning, only to depart and walk
The many miles home, in order to
Avoid picking blueberries. He told me about
This mysterious man, who would
Pick a vast amount of berries, in one
Hour in the morning, and one hour in the
Late afternoon. One day he showed
My uncle his secret technique, reaching into the
Bush, sort of making a finesse like movement
And as if by magic, he would have a hand
Full of berries! Almost as if by
Some sort of optical illusion, a cool,
Glowing orange sun in the background.
I feel like there is a poetic mystery there...
Published 7th Jun 2022
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7th Jun 2022 5:17am
7th Jun 2022 6:06am
Real cool LJ!
To produce something that
flows in your mind is...
Fine as wine and just as divine...
:)))
To produce something that
flows in your mind is...
Fine as wine and just as divine...
:)))
7th Jun 2022 6:02am
Hi Cipher,
This reminds me of my dad. He and his brothers would pick cotton.
It instilled a work ethic that he follows to this day. I don't ever really remember
my dad staying home. If you're not in the hospital - you go to work. LOL
This is a great write.
I guess after doing any sort of picking - after a while you pick up
secret magic tricks to get the job done quicker.
This reads like a chronicle. Interesting way you did this poem.
I was pulled along in each line. Wanting to get in on the secret.
This reminds me of my dad. He and his brothers would pick cotton.
It instilled a work ethic that he follows to this day. I don't ever really remember
my dad staying home. If you're not in the hospital - you go to work. LOL
This is a great write.
I guess after doing any sort of picking - after a while you pick up
secret magic tricks to get the job done quicker.
This reads like a chronicle. Interesting way you did this poem.
I was pulled along in each line. Wanting to get in on the secret.
7th Jun 2022 6:17am
Thank you A...
Yes...
Tis a very interesting cultural
migration, which occurred...
Alongside this agricultural migration...
My dad and his brother transitioned
this to other forms of manual labor...
Concrete & construction...
Which I inherited...
Which was cool... I mean.
It made me strong...
Also... I sort of have a vicious green thumb,
based on the bloodlines...
Which is super cool...
Because I work with The Plant Teachers.
Oh...
I wanted to go into something
where this mysterious figure made a "pact with the devil"...
But it was a bit more extended
than I like to do...
I could revisit it... Ah... The beauty of ideas....
You are so right about the secret magic tricks...
Because I started at a very early age,
I could outwork grown men by the age of 15!
As a concrete finisher... And other stuff.
Like...
We had this individual on the crew,
a mountain man...
That freak was over 6 feet tall,
and strong as hell...
Like... He was an ancestor of
the vikings...
But...
So his son worked with us
at a point...
But there was this large stone...
And his son said to me:
"The only one's who could pick that up
are either you or my father..."
Which I took as a compliment.
To be seen as being on his level of strength...
But no one was as strong as my dad...
That dude was... He was a special individual...
But yes...
My uncle on the other hand...
The dark side of the force... :p
Where am I now... In this regard...
Damn...
That is an interesting topic...
Thank you so much A...
I appreciate you...
Yes...
Tis a very interesting cultural
migration, which occurred...
Alongside this agricultural migration...
My dad and his brother transitioned
this to other forms of manual labor...
Concrete & construction...
Which I inherited...
Which was cool... I mean.
It made me strong...
Also... I sort of have a vicious green thumb,
based on the bloodlines...
Which is super cool...
Because I work with The Plant Teachers.
Oh...
I wanted to go into something
where this mysterious figure made a "pact with the devil"...
But it was a bit more extended
than I like to do...
I could revisit it... Ah... The beauty of ideas....
You are so right about the secret magic tricks...
Because I started at a very early age,
I could outwork grown men by the age of 15!
As a concrete finisher... And other stuff.
Like...
We had this individual on the crew,
a mountain man...
That freak was over 6 feet tall,
and strong as hell...
Like... He was an ancestor of
the vikings...
But...
So his son worked with us
at a point...
But there was this large stone...
And his son said to me:
"The only one's who could pick that up
are either you or my father..."
Which I took as a compliment.
To be seen as being on his level of strength...
But no one was as strong as my dad...
That dude was... He was a special individual...
But yes...
My uncle on the other hand...
The dark side of the force... :p
Where am I now... In this regard...
Damn...
That is an interesting topic...
Thank you so much A...
I appreciate you...
7th Jun 2022 6:23am
Hahahah
You just made me think of Obe Wan Kenobe
and Anakin Skywalker. LOL
I'm just started the series on Disney this weekend.
Just on the second episode.
Man this is way past my bed time.
I'm no machine like some people around here. LOL
Night night:)
You just made me think of Obe Wan Kenobe
and Anakin Skywalker. LOL
I'm just started the series on Disney this weekend.
Just on the second episode.
Man this is way past my bed time.
I'm no machine like some people around here. LOL
Night night:)
7th Jun 2022 9:23am
I need to check that series out A...
But yes...
Twas interesting...
I come from a family of Jedi... :)
Hope you are resting well,
on blossoming billows of rejuvenation and healing...
Cooed by poetic doves
in a neon Xanadu that rests...
As your pythons & stilettos
wait patiently in the closet... :p
Dreaming.
Beautiful.
But yes...
Twas interesting...
I come from a family of Jedi... :)
Hope you are resting well,
on blossoming billows of rejuvenation and healing...
Cooed by poetic doves
in a neon Xanadu that rests...
As your pythons & stilettos
wait patiently in the closet... :p
Dreaming.
Beautiful.
7th Jun 2022 9:49am
Dear CO,
I dig the homage to your uncle. For me, the path refused to be taken and forging a different one was what this made me think. While I have great respect and honor those of us who follow in one direction I’m awed and secretly in admiration of those of us who beat back the thicket to create a whole different way of doing something. Really enjoyed this write. H🌷
I dig the homage to your uncle. For me, the path refused to be taken and forging a different one was what this made me think. While I have great respect and honor those of us who follow in one direction I’m awed and secretly in admiration of those of us who beat back the thicket to create a whole different way of doing something. Really enjoyed this write. H🌷
7th Jun 2022 10:40am
Thank you H!
A bit ago, I returned from a very long
bike ride...
Twas rainy and misty,
cool and beautiful...
I was just admiring the beauty of
the dark places...
Such beauty H...
But I was thinking about that
of which you speak...
Your thoughts are confirmations
which I really appreciate...
I mean...
I am out alone, in the rain,
upon the witching hour...
With like... Strange,
secret operations going on...
Totally counter to the
world and the consensus...
Sometimes I feel a bit
self critical...
And engage in internal
wars of contemplation...
The whole gamut really...
Nevertheless...
Thank you.
A bit ago, I returned from a very long
bike ride...
Twas rainy and misty,
cool and beautiful...
I was just admiring the beauty of
the dark places...
Such beauty H...
But I was thinking about that
of which you speak...
Your thoughts are confirmations
which I really appreciate...
I mean...
I am out alone, in the rain,
upon the witching hour...
With like... Strange,
secret operations going on...
Totally counter to the
world and the consensus...
Sometimes I feel a bit
self critical...
And engage in internal
wars of contemplation...
The whole gamut really...
Nevertheless...
Thank you.
7th Jun 2022 7:39pm
I wonder if the poetic mystery is trust in the abundance of nature, rather than a devilish trick.... creation will provide, if we find a way to listen and work with it rather than exerting our own will and schedule... reaching into the darkness in the right place and moment.... or something like that.
I enjoyed this, thanks for the think.
❤️k
I enjoyed this, thanks for the think.
❤️k
7th Jun 2022 9:51pm
A pact with the devil is no devilish trick... :p
You have such a profound, expansive
way of seeing into things K...
Thank you so much for the illumination...
You have such a profound, expansive
way of seeing into things K...
Thank you so much for the illumination...
