I dream in color, write poetry, talk about God, parent kids and finally wonder about it all
Soaring is a solo piano concert, romantic and simplistic. Join me with the soft invisible music.
The scent of old love still sometimes catches me off guard, there are boxes that may never get unpacked. They linger in on shelves in my heart ~ we have unspoken agreement to politely walk around them.Hugs,VWonderful haiku & presentation.V
Lovely!The first synapse that fired in my brain took me to the Daedalus legend. Brilliant.Nice blog, btw.
Oh, Jonathan (Livingston Seagull, that is), I remember you well.
In less than a blinkthoughts arrived on timepulsing sublime.You explode the senses.Lovely as it eveokes power.Spencer, sending you blessings. http://spencersotherplace.blogspot.com/http://sensualanderoticpoetictarts.blogspot.com/
----Original Message-----From: YeolecontractorTo: CKayS1967Sent: Sun, 4 Dec 2005 5:15:27 PM Eastern Standard TimeSubject: Dedicated to ChristinaIn Less Than A BlinkShe steps out for all to seeraises her arms to the skyas she reaches with her heartall enhale and breathe a sighNone could tell her desirejust watched in stoic viewStretching, reaching to heavento form an angelic hue.The heavens spoke a wordno one else could tell the way.When she turned with her smileI knew it was that special day.All round knew a miraclewas near at their handthat something marveloushappened and was so grand.In less than a whole blinkthoughts arrived on timeseeing the tranformationall else, simply sublime.Speak, dear angelic soultell the world you lost the painhow from your mountain topyou danced and twirled again.Now you write of the joyto all those wallowing in angst.I read you like a studentand offer worship and thanks.Del Cano 2005 DecIn less than a blinkthoughts arrived on timepulsing sublime.The above words I left as a comment came from this poem.I saw you healed.
I love your new home for "Word Dancing"V
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Soaring is a solo piano concert, romantic and simplistic. Join me with the soft invisible music.
ReplyDeleteThe scent of old love still sometimes catches me off guard, there are boxes that may never get unpacked. They linger in on shelves in my heart ~ we have unspoken agreement to politely walk around them.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
V
Wonderful haiku & presentation.
V
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteThe first synapse that fired in my brain took me to the Daedalus legend. Brilliant.
Nice blog, btw.
Oh, Jonathan (Livingston Seagull, that is), I remember you well.
ReplyDeleteIn less than a blink
ReplyDeletethoughts arrived on time
pulsing sublime.
You explode the senses.
Lovely as it eveokes power.
Spencer, sending you blessings.
http://spencersotherplace.blogspot.com/
http://sensualanderoticpoetictarts.blogspot.com/
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ReplyDeleteFrom: Yeolecontractor
To: CKayS1967
Sent: Sun, 4 Dec 2005 5:15:27 PM Eastern Standard Time
Subject: Dedicated to Christina
In Less Than A Blink
She steps out for all to see
raises her arms to the sky
as she reaches with her heart
all enhale and breathe a sigh
None could tell her desire
just watched in stoic view
Stretching, reaching to heaven
to form an angelic hue.
The heavens spoke a word
no one else could tell the way.
When she turned with her smile
I knew it was that special day.
All round knew a miracle
was near at their hand
that something marvelous
happened and was so grand.
In less than a whole blink
thoughts arrived on time
seeing the tranformation
all else, simply sublime.
Speak, dear angelic soul
tell the world you lost the pain
how from your mountain top
you danced and twirled again.
Now you write of the joy
to all those wallowing in angst.
I read you like a student
and offer worship and thanks.
Del Cano 2005 Dec
In less than a blink
thoughts arrived on time
pulsing sublime.
The above words I left as a comment came from this poem.
I saw you healed.
I love your new home for "Word Dancing"
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