Once I cried and called
from every pore of skin;
it sucked notes
written by heart
as stains in red and blue
and they became indelibly memorized
by fate.
Out from, what I thought,
was big blind eye
of dark blue sky and bruised brow
of mountains came a seashored smile,
so sun and moon were tossed over me
like mantle of fulfilled desires.
I owe so very much,
to my ingested reasons
for living so I could be gifted
by such as you.
What do I do now
that every dream has come true?
Pray every day I do not forget
who gathered us in this same place,
at the same time, because our hearts sung
the same song loud enough for God to hear.
Author notes
prompt: What do I do now?
For Richard
In a list
A contest entry
- NOW WHAT? by Dalaney.
1000 points, ended January 6, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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"what do I do now that every dream has come true?"
brilliant write. Thank you for your elegance and your talent, my friend. This is marvelous. Love, Lane -
Lovely lovely words matched to the serene picture.
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This is beautifully stated, and each word infused with a cosmic kind of love and connection. What a wonderful reaction to this prompt. I loved "so sun and moon were tossed over me
like mantle of fulfilled desires."
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"Pray every day I do not forget
who gathered us in this same place,
at the same time, because our hearts sung
the same song loud enough for God to hear."
Ahhh...I am quite sure he wept upon reading these words, my dear Friend...What a beautiful penning of such graceful gratitude, of complete understanding, of loving kindness. Good luck in Lane's contest, Sweetie. 
Wanda
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