Dimensions cool
flutter, careen;
pressing within conscious intimation.
Ties and truths erase
left drifting,
gently touching memories
lost to dreams -
hazy recollections
of seedling billowed breeze-blown fields
darting as summer snow
wisp bright
with knowledged lore
to places filled with light.
Vision masks unseen eternal-
Spirit breathes life beat
near essence of cognition.
Language spoken to
birth of breath.
Author notes
Pamela A Lamppa
Phrase: "Etheric wings of life unseen".
Definition: Etheric~
Adjective pertaining to the fifth & highest
element after air and earth and fire and water;
believed to be the substance of heavenly bodies.
Use BOTH the phrase (with definition) and image
to create a metaphoric and mystical verse.
If you add the image to your write, be sure
to give proper credit.
A contest entry
- ETHERIC WINGS OF LIFE UNSEEN...Invite Only Theme by Blue Rew.
1257 points, ended February 14, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Yes, i think you have definitely touched the ethereal here. Your wisping word choice and feathery imagery add just the perfect effect.
Just love these lines:
Spirit breathes life beat
near essence of cognition.
Language spoken to
birth of breath.
Beautifully done!

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"I am silent space hosting all elements
subtle substratum of vibration and sound
omnipresent expansiveness without boundaries
invisible magician of mystic transformation
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Meet me in the core of your undisturbed mind
I am the space between two thoughts
the stillness between two breaths
my expression is silence - my nature peace"
I couldn't help but respond with an extract of one of my own poems called "akashic confessions", a poem about the element ether, to your verse ...
your words have immediately resonated within me, with the space within me, with the etheric qualities within me ... I felt the freedom, the expansion, the fluidity, the subtleness radiating from your verse ... and merging with the same qualities within me ...
this is what I call an inspired poem ... where the poet has written from a state of unity with his/her subject of inspiration ... I feel you being one with your words ... not just conceptualizing ... but being it ...
I could continue to drift off in praise ... and gladly would ... but element earth calls me back, reminding me of another reality ...
just let me thank you, for I have truly enjoyed this merging of kindred-spirited energies on this page ...
maa


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being a very intuned indivisual and very witchy one at that this poem hits me on the deeper level. i am constantly finding myself at a loss of words when trying to explaine the etheric sences i deal with on a day to day basis. you gave me an aid for future inqueries about this matter. i will simply say "there is this poem you should read then we will talk" since i think you have nailed it. breath is sooooo these things when your on that level and i am there a lot so its nice to know some one eles can get there too. thank you so much for sharing this with us here. i am glad your poem is a featured poem as per i like very much to have found it thank you again
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Now that is about the best thing one could say about my poem. Thank you so much for knowing and understanding. I wish you well.
~Pamela
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This is quite magical in the sense it describes so effectively the silent "knowing" of those places most holy... the places all life begins and ends... without even an audible whisper...


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Thought-stirring "Dimensions cool". Lovely description "seedling billowed breeze-blown fields darting as summer snow". Very nice conclusion "Language spoken to birth of breath." This write definitely has an airy, free-flowing feel to it.


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Nicely done Pamela, I feel you have reached an etherical feeling in your write. Thanks for sharing and good luck in the contest.


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"of seedling billowed breeze-blown fields" not only
marks the midpoint of these revelations upon page,
but it truly is the crowning jewel of this verse.
Reality being such a fragile thing, each conscious able to shift truths and beliefs in compromise with
our unconscious breaths of knowledge. This is what
etheric wings are all about. Fluttering between,
that which is taken for concrete and that which
faith searches to verify. An extraordinary write.
Blue
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Oh! this does have such an ethereal feel. like lingering between moments when all things are understood.
Well done!











