How often has the blank
canvas of the moment
overwhelmed us, sent us
spiraling into our story.
We write a tale, describe
the possible from which we
receive our too small portion.
Swear our story, told, is the truth.
Then, in the quiet of our heart we dream
a dance. We dance with fire
in crimson and orange, we dance
water's blues and aqua marines, dance
the fresh flight of birds mascaraed
in eyebrow raising flight. We dream
and wish we could be more, than
the story, we have told ourselves, is all
we could ever be.
9:19 PM
03/22/08
Alexandria HD, VA
Author notes
Prompt: "Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can." ~Danny Kaye
A contest entry
- Saturday Quickiness by poet2angels.
475 points, ended March 23, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
Comments
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Victory Bunnies!!!
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You paint such splendid word portraits... So much feeling here! Congrats. on the Bronze trophy too!!!
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This is about how much we invent our life and doing so lose the life we have.
Thanks for all the compliments. 
you know I love every one of them.
Love,
Tom B.
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Wonderful!!
Love the weaving of colors rich throughout this piece Tom and the emotions within the lines that flow
Magnificent take on the picture prompt!!
We write a tale, describe
the possible from which we
receive our too small portion.
Swear our story, told, is the truth.
These lines tug at Spirit~
How the dance
can put the Mind into a trance...
Congratulations on Your Trophy win!
-Throws confetti-
Woooooooooo Hoooooooooooo
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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We create our story of the universe at an early age and live out of our misunderstanding more often than not. When we see the universe and allow ourselves to become part of it, we have set aside the filters of our childhood and truly become adults. Thanks for all your wonderful words about my simple verse. Love, Tom B.
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Beautifully written and inspiring!
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thanks for stopping by and sharing your joy.
Love Tom B.
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This has some really great visuals, and an impactful message that's sort of tucked beneath the covers of the lines. Great write.
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Thank you. It took me a long time to find a way to convey just the doorway to my understanding about how we often write out what is possible before we discover what it available to us. We decide what our experience should be and then grade the actual event by how it lives up to what we have already decided. Frequently, because of this we end up with a list of complaints about our lives, the one we haven't lived yet.
Love Tom B.
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Nice
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hey; i don't have dreams like that....
i must be blank....
my dreams are always of walking down a path and to one side it is bright and really lovely and the other side of the path is dark and dreary....someone is always walking beside me and I am asking them questions and they are telling me things and showing me things..and sometimes I get tired and they take me up in their arms...then as I rest we keep walking and I end up somewhere where I never was before...sometimes I am showed things to come, like when someone is going to die, like my dear beloved father...and also my first step father's death...except one time it was of a fire that happen to my sister who lost everything...and the list goes on...then a dear friend who I only knew shortly but I told him I had a terrible dream woke up crying and that he died, then shortly after he did die....
anyhow; thanks for the read...
's for you as well!!!!
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Ah, you speak of the vision of a seer. I can hear how you see and how aware you are that this is given to you. Be thankful that you are so gifted. I speak of dreams that open doors to possibilities that otherwise might not have been seen. I speak of the joy that comes when ones vision moves from the rut your feet are carving to the world that lives above the trees. Heaven is often celebrated in this world as most of the world walks past the gates never seeing for they can't dream of it being possible.
Love, Tom B.
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Congratulations !!!
Syncronistic that I read this poem just after writing a letter to someone that asks the question "What If"..postcard to a grandson I haven't seen in a very long time because of family problems! My love still remains even though I feel disappoiintment. Excellant write my friend!
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In the contest of possible versus impossible, my life experience has shown me that the greatest limit is ourselves. The hardest thing to get past is the ourselves. I have become aware of and experienced many of the ways. I was fortunate to learn to stop hating who I am.I learned to stop being afraid because I had myself given back to me. I could go on, but I think you can see why I celebrate being alive enough to dream.
Love, Tom B.
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Oh wow, the last part is great. Not that the rest isn't; it's all very well written, but the last stanza stands out, because of all the color, I suppose. Nice job!
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It, the last verse, was supposed to stand out. When we step from the impossible to the possible, when we are free to choose as we desire rather than to what we feel limited to, there is a far greater sense of aliveness and color. Glad you enjoyed. Love, Tom B.
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A terrific write. Congratulations on a well deserved bronze.
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Appreciate the compliment.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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Very well done. I really liked your line about dancing with crimson fire and orange... Good luck.
-Wil
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thanks
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And if our dreams are the only thing we ever paint, they would still be full of all the hope we hold, everyday we live. Love, C
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Perhaps the question I pose is, "Would you rather live out a story of possibility or impossibility?"
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It is impossible not to try all the possibilties in life Love, C
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Such a beautiful piece with mention of so many lovely colors. Great read.
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Glad you enjoyed. it is not often we can paint the world to be large enough to contain our dreams.
Love, Tom B.
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Nice write and beautiful take on the prompt... Well done!
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Thanks. the editorial comments were supportive as well.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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I love this...
Lately, my quickies have not been going over well, and actually it has been awfully quiet here for me, so reading this brightened my day and if this is the only entry I get, it will be worth it...You have done the quote justice...
TY for entering such an amazing piece
Lynda
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I appreciate it. I got two poems from this because i wasn't sure if it was a minimum of ten or only ten.
I like this because I got to express and idea I have had but never able to express poetically before as directly as I did in this one. So I should thank you.
Love, Tom B.
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