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There are too many divas of agony,
where brilliance of complaint
rises like an idol to a level of divinity.

Passé in compliment, we chew roses
to bubble gum, leaving joy to wander
restless, open eyed, searching for a heart
where light will coruscate in wonder.

Masterful in compliment, exquisite in beauty --
the aria pierces the walls surrounding the heart
brings blushes of Light to the soul
allows the good water contageous to spread joy
like red maple leaves falling with change.

Where focused, we move towards. What we divine,
we plant for harvest. Every seed placed grows,
reflects the farmer. What singular harvest is joy.

12:27 PM
11/15/07
Alexandria H.D., VA

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  • Dalaney gold member
    November 18, 2007

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    "...we chew roses to bubble gum..."

    a line to ponder...
    again, you seem to know
    no boundaries in the genre
    of exquisite romantic poetry,
    both of the human and the
    nature kind.

    Love, Lane


    • tomisb
      November 18, 2007
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      I would hope not.

      This is but a simple homily on we are what we create. I hope that my creations beat on your heart, so many birds of luminescent color, seeking to fly freely through your blood.

      Erato

      Love Tom B.


  • Arkbear gold member
    November 17, 2007

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    Wow Bubba ~

    I would swear you wrote this just for me....to understand  ~

    Every single line blew has the power to grow and flourish ~

    *leaving joy to wander restless*

    *Masterful in compliment, exquisite in beauty --
    the aria pierces the walls surrounding the heart
    brings blushes of Light to the soul...................this is Genius*

    I was not happy about repeating *joy* twice ~

    *Every seed placed grows, COMMA, reflects the Farmer........such a lovely scenario of truth and wisdom......and hope......and Faith ~

    As you may have noticed, I do not allow my Poets to use Background, Borders, Graphics or Color to enhance their writes in the PO' contests.....as this is only a distraction to their soul ~

    You are on the correct path to enlightenment.......your Imagination is priceless.......use it wisely ~

    Best read of yours thus far Bro ~

    I really dug this write ~

    .....and you did it without shoving your thoughts, as your seed of thought, was planted with grace and care ~

    Be well,

    Brother Bear ~

     

     

     

     

    • tomisb
      November 17, 2007
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      I should of thought of your PO contests when I finished this. For that, I apologize. This one insisted in being written. I only was the vehicle. I thought of it as no more than a simple homily at the time. I see now that I was wrong. Glad you enjoyed this.
      Love, Tom B.


  • klassy lassy
    November 16, 2007

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    I know I commented on this, but I do not see it. This is reminiscent of the parable of the tares and the wheat. We do have a harvest to tend and it is in sync with what we plant, yet sometimes there are weeds. In the end, I would love to look back and and see treasure of spirit and not depletion.

    You plant a lot of joyfulseeds, Tom. but I can't quite picture you as a farmer. The image of that sour old man holding a pitchfork and standing in front of the barn with his wife keeps coming into my head.

    I do like this poem!

    love, K



    • tomisb
      November 16, 2007
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      I like to think of myself more like Johnny Appleseed. I like to plant trees and let people pick their own fruit.


  • rollingzen
    November 16, 2007
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    like a flashlight through thickets


    • tomisb
      November 16, 2007
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      Mayhaps perhaps, still we dance with our attitude and blame it on life.


  • xx-shatteredsoul-xx
    November 16, 2007
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    wow! this is so powerful!! absolutely breathtaking. great job! you've got a way with words.


    • tomisb
      November 16, 2007
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      Thanks for enjoying it so much.
      Peace & Light, Tom B.


  • PerVirtuous
    November 16, 2007

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    Excellent thought. Most poetry is the attempt to vent frustrations or live vicariously through the imagination with words. Both dead end streets if you ask me. Much better if you can channel words that are real.

    • tomisb
      November 16, 2007
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      thanks. I look at art as more than a relief valve. To have purpose and value it must speak to truths, must move us. again my thanks for your comment.
      ~ Tom B.

      • PerVirtuous
        November 16, 2007
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        I can see that. I look at art as a direct expression of the spirit, a way to link to it, since it is not directly connected to our centers of reason.


  • cherche -d -ame
    November 16, 2007

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    thank you , and you are correct...I did enjoy. In its shortness and the carefully chosen words it says it all. From the beginning sentence "the divas of agony" to the last ones "what harvest is joy" lies a whole life philosophy. And it is when we reap that harvest , that we can share it with others with open heart and thereby have it returned over and over again.

    I realize that you are not saying that the dark should not be aknowledged [for how else would we recognize the light]? But on a personal level and through personal experiences [especially as of late] I sort of embrace my dark for just a little bit...then , even if I neeed a flashlight to help me back out to the light I keep spare batteries just in case [writers and friends like you]anyway, it is then and by having aknowledged the dark that the light seems even brighter than if it was constantly around me. I actually seem to celebrate it [the light that is]. Hope this makes sense to you, and thank you once again for shining your light at a very appropriate moment I guess I will start thinking of you as my "energizer bunny"besides that "guru" honorary degree. Keep shining...as I see by comments you are a light for many [and rightfully deserved].

    may we all say thank you this year in the coming week and may we remember every beacon that ever illuminated the way for us in one way or another,
    I wish you love, I wish you light...
    xoxoxoxoxo
    reenie

    • tomisb
      November 16, 2007
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      reenie, you captured all that I was saying with about twice as many words. Thank you for such a close read. Yes, celebrate the light.

      As the seasons turn and we head into another year of friendship, I hope it continues to deepen as it already has.

      Love Tom B.


  • yourbentangel
    November 15, 2007

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    Red maple leaves falling with change~ I love this line. I am not exactly sure why, but it reminds me of something very happy that happened in my life. I love how positive this is and how content and serine this has made me feel,,, thank you very much for posting

    • tomisb
      November 16, 2007
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      We need to find the good in this moment. Then, the next. It always changes. Our sense of serenity comes from being able to flow with it and create a better place each time, just, by being with it.

      Will there still be ups and downs. There are always ups and downs. Where do you place your emphasis? Your choice. I just suggest that you become excellent in speaking the positive as well as the negative.
      Love, Tom B.


  • renaissance
    November 15, 2007

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    wonderful thoughts that each of us know is true but fail to belive it or rather see it in reality. stirred my soul...


    • tomisb
      November 16, 2007
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      what more could an artist ask for than to know he touched another. Thank you.
      Love, Tom B.


  • just mercedes gold member
    November 15, 2007

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    indeed, dark words seem to trip off the tongue, or drip from the pen, easily, but it takes work to show the light, to realise that we reap what we sow, and I certainly need reminding to turn out to the joy rather than in to the dark. Thanks for this, timely and appreciated. (water corpulent, though?)

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      I need to find another word for full and rich. still I am glad you see. Think of it this way. What do you want in your life? What do you have the hardest time creating? Those were the questions I started with at seventeen. I am a little slow. It took me till I was thirty-eight to get it right. (First poem that is that was a concise and succient as my negative ones) It marked the beginning of me turning my life around. I still have a lot of work, but it is about learning more now, not about how.
      Love Tom B.


  • ellipsist
    November 15, 2007

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    touche, poet... a wonderful response indeed... life affirming! love the message - articulate and inspirational!

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      thank you. I just wanted to show that where we focus our intent is where we create our universe. I think you can tell where most of the universe is focused.
      Love Tom B.


  • Whispering Wind Moderators member
    November 15, 2007

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    Right are wrong...good are evil...life goes on.We made our way...one way are another! We can choose the light are we can walk in the dark...Very Thought provoking my Master Poet...I do love your work

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      We create the meaning our world will hold. I thought you would enjoy a piece that reflects much of what I have said before to you.
      Love, Tom B.


  • PassionsPromise gold member
    November 15, 2007

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    sure enough you knew i would. This is another wisdom packed piec by you . I appreciate you sharing it with me. I did so enjoy this. As all your work i do.

    Love,Tory


    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      Thank you. I glad you stopped by.
      Love, Tom B.


  • AngelicMistress gold member
    November 15, 2007

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    True, so true...

    tomisb:

    Well, This piece is most certainly a very thought provoking , dictionary searching , profound.....

    A piece filled with words of wisdom, with the words of a man that has been there and done that -and then some-

    As many of our fellow poets/poetesses have said, we live as if on a stage, we present ourselves according to the situation, or even mood we may be in.

    I had a teacher once -I wonder who this might be(?)-
    that taught me how one thing can actually be represented in many ways, and understood in many ways, as well.

    I like the light, and yet, however, I have tackled the dark in many a time in which, my being in itself could not handle the light.....

    Interpreting, and choosing carefully, we can all come across efficiently and full of beauty.

    Thank you tomisb, for sharing with us all, your knowledge, your wisdom, and your gift of words.

    Blessed be with love and light always.....

    Forever your friend,
    AngelicMistress...Tanya Campos-Gracia

    PS
    You are loved, and respected, very deserved.

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      Tanya -- you have seen this world we create. Be it dark or light it is the one we have made. Right or wrong it is a result of the time we spend in perfecting what we focus on.

      You have always been a dear sweet friend. Thank you for valuing the simple thoughts and words I come out with now and then. I know this to be true, the Light you can't handle is the belief that you don't deserve it to be true. It has taken me a long time to realize love is not earned, love is not deserved, our job and it is a hard one is to just receive it be cause we love the giver and it all must be shared to have any true meaning.

      Love, Tom B.


  • Cannonsfire
    November 15, 2007

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    I touch on it now and then, maybe run with it for awhile but then I screw it up and throw it in the bin, too much dark blots the light and I would rather stand in the light than be blinded by the fear of the dark. Love, C

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      We know the dark. It neither intrigues us nor owns us anymore. We are instead lead to create as much room for the Light as we are able.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Abscessed
    November 15, 2007

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    why do i feel like your index finger is pointing to me while you read this out loud

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      only if your conscience is guilty. For I have read you soft and sibilant, letting dreams lose to steal my heart and leave me in a quiet sigh full of the beauty you have created.
      Love, Tom B.


  • LaMerci
    November 15, 2007

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    I love the light...

    but sometimes I need to express darkness. Reading this or peices like it chases the the shadows away. I'm so happy I dropped in to spread these words over me.

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      This is not to deny the dark, just to exclaim that we should be just as exquisite in describing our joy as well as our pain. Both deserve our respect and honor and our life will be so much fuller when we are free to choose.

      Thank your for sharing your joy in reading my simple words. Love, Tom B.


  • Asdzaa Nadleehe
    November 15, 2007

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    I rather like my dark..

    I feel that it compliments me in ways that I could never speak freely of without it..
    Those who are shallow or attempt to glamorize it in some way are more harmful to themselves than others..
    Just my thoughts
    Great write..
    Peace
    ~A~

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      Melissa - I do not deny the dark, nor say that it should not be spoken. That would be to create a lie. Perhaps it is best described as a balance. I learned that when I was as exquite in the positive as I was in the negative I turned my life around. I still get depressed, I still lose my temper. Yet, I no longer wallow in one and deny the other. I find myself in a more vibrant universe for having all sides and shapes open to me.

      Love, Tom B.

  • klassy lassy
    November 15, 2007
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    The positives in these words are simply wisdom. I have need of this one, and you know, today I walked under maple trees in the wind and listened to the shimmer of leaves above me while the cool air blushed my cheeks. Such freshness is to becherished in both kinds of nature. The light is much easier to carry around, too.

    Thanks for sharing!

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      Karen - your words delight and are fresh air. May the Light grow in your heart and lift the weight from your heart and body.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Ithica silver member
    November 15, 2007

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    Sounds almost biblical! Mathew maybe? I agree people will reap what they sow. Those who sow seeds of good tidings spread joy. Those who do not, cultivate sorrow. Yet I "would" rather see poets and other artists pour their angst into their work, rather have it cause sociopathic behavior that turns them to self harm or mass murder or some other atroscity. I wonder, does a spoon full of sugar really help the medicine go down...

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      What we live in is what we create. I do not deny my negatives, I just do not give them as much weight as I give my positives. I would rather be and artist of possiblity than impossiblity.

      You raise good points. I would not have anyone stop writing or exploring themselves, I started at seventeen when I realized I was exquisite in the negative and banal and trite in the positive. I started then to learn more about positive artisty (for lack of a better phrase). When i was thirty eight I wrote my first one. It was then I began to turn my life around.


  • ennovy silver member
    November 15, 2007

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    Well people will always have a lot to say. Some even think to much of themselves, vocalizing, the flashing life style. Speaking above others.I think they get a kick out of fancy words. I believe the whole world is a stage, we all play our parts...some small, some huge. Your word play had me flowing. To stop, think and liston. This is fullof wisdom...I enjoy the read.... novy

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      Novy, I started writing and I reaped the depressions and angst that were so much a part of my writings. I realized that I was banal when I spoke of what was reach and good in my life. I think it is interesting to note that when I was finally just as good at the positive as I was at the negative my life turned round. ]

      I enjoyed your thoughts and comments. For me this is the most important part. The conversations we have that share so much of what we know and see. Love, Tom B.


  • delightfulmess silver member
    November 15, 2007

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    Being a writer of many genres' I understand this.. I think . People get so rapped up in darkness... I agree joy is much better.. I actually think moods should be shared equally. great piece



    Delila

    • tomisb
      November 15, 2007
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      My experience, totally personal, is that when I learned to be as exquisite in the positive as I was in the negative my universe turned around. More than being simply positive, I became an artist in it as much as I had been an artist in my self-destruction and depression. It is not that I do not feel negative emotions, I do. It is where you put your focus and what you choose to excell at.

      Thanks for your thoughts and ideas. That is the most important part of the conversations on this site
      Love, Tom B.

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