Intent merged, Poetry Tumble still tumbles
September 11, 2007 | Filed Under Poetry, Poetry Tumble
With the exception of the first poem in this series, I am taking the last line of one poem to begin the next poem. To read them in chronological order, together as one work, please click on Poetry Tumble tab on the top bar. While you are there, read which poet’s line so enthralled me I begged to use it as my starting point. His poem, in its entirety is posted first, with his permission, of course. I add to it as the whim comes, though I would love to just write one continuous forever poem… but then there would be no time for anything else, would there.
Intent merged
But created by mind’s intentions laid,
intent merged with dream
to become reality
of not one, but two
hesitant steps bowed
as they moved to the sidelines
to protect the two from the spite
of jealous eyes
true friends wore brilliant smiles
to light their chosen path
should thunder herald dark clouds
to hide their goal in darkness
but created by mind’s intentions laid,
intent merged with dream
to become reality
of not one, but two.
MeeAugraphie
09/10/07
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By the time I have filled in all the info I have forgotten what I was going to say about your lovely poem. That’s right, it has a sweet simple idea contained in a rolling rhythmmm that carries the reader gently through it. The poem also has a lush, full vocabulary which gives it texture. The poem is like the cloud which rolls over it and reveals the light and joy in the unification at the end. Very lovely poem.
Hmmm, I wish we could all comment without filling out anything… Paul - Thank you for a comment that was almost poetry in itself.
Sorry I’ve been scarce. Things are strange at the moment. Major changes on the horizon, I’m sure you can’t relate.
I find myself drifting and waiting at the present time. One of these days it will happen.
Rose
xo
Yeah, I can’t relate, grin… well, I can to some, not all! I feel like I am drifting and waiting, no, waiting… I want to give away everything and just get going… Leon does not agree, however…. Glad you ‘drifted’ by, Rose.
gorgeous imagery in your poem!
Thank you, Greggo, very much.