I come against
the crashing
seas of love,
where the mutable
clay of man is
changed. Language --
often froth -- becomes
metaphor:accessed
easily by the soul
dancing in the scenery
full of the energy that melds
worlds together.
Your arms
hold a feast of planets, fruits,
ripe and heavy bending branches,
challenging lips to suckle, calling
heads to come
rest in the fulsomeness.
I walk upstream, feeling love
rush through every cell, revitalize
what has lain depressed full of death.
Shaking the cancers free from the spirit,
letting age and its slave master time
be cast from my heart, laughter --
a bubbling spring -- leaps from
the chest shattering the rocky cave
the chamber of my exile.
Give me my wings, I claim my right
to fly. Give me the golden scales --
I am a dragon wise beyond my years,
full of fires and rich with memories.
Give me this life, I will be at peace.
Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength
expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion, heals harm,
expels evil with a slash of steel.
I stand in the space
where love is born, where
the word begins and its last
echo is heard. Free, at one.
I keep every sparrow
whose song need be heard
from falling out of the sky.
12:10 AM
05/27/08
Alexandria, VA
Author notes
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A contest entry
- PIF: Prewrites Contest for My Favorites by Night Hope.
900 points, ended June 13, 2008, 29 entries
Honorable mention
• 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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Really well done, and use of metaphor!
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What a lovely write Tomis... I could hear the song of wings in flight, and the dreams that soared..
Take Care,
Catressa
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Thanks, this was to catch the mystical dance and being that love brings to those who are truly free to be in the moment and be free.
Love, Tom B.
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A stunning poem!
"Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength
expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion, heals harm,
expels evil with a slash of steel."
These lines are profound indeed!
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Love is both a way of being and an energy that transforms. What is true? The more we share it without regard for gain, the freer the flow, the more we made larger for sharing in it. It is and it isn't about us.Thanks
Love, Tom B.
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Once again I am speechless.You are extremely talanted and you were right I love this. Thank you very much for sharing this with me. much love and friendship to you. Jess
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Thanks, Jess. I am glad you enjoyed this. It is a rather big field it plays with. I always worry about biting off more than I can chew.
Love, Tom B.
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Thank you for entering, Tom. Good luck in the contest, my Friend. Be well, Poet. 
Wanda
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Exquisite
Oh my...I'd have to copy/paste the whole darn thing to pic my favorite lines!!! I kid you not! Tomis, this is definitely one of my favs by you. I adore your use of metaphor here...so fresh and so you. The first stanza just blew me away, and it never let up! I have gone back and read this several times while writing this comment, and still cannot absorb all the beauty in this! Geeez, Tomis! This speaks so eloquently, my friend.
"...I stand in the space
where love is born, where
the word begins and its last
echo is heard. Free, at one,
I keep every sparrow whose song
need be heard from falling out of the sky. ..."
Ahhhhhhhhh....so beautiful......
I have no words to describe how this makes me feel.
I absolutely love it!
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When we choose to love not just a romantic love but a life built on it, we become part of the river of Light that speaks and brings love into being. We become part of moments when we feel the full interconnected web and everything, every living being is here and needs to be loved for its part in the journey. In this Light we shift the world at its roots.
Love, Tom B.
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I like that you speak of man, or humanity perhaps, as weak... I like that this speaks, seemingly, of spirituality & it's power, but that said power is given feminine characteristics...
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I was speaking of those who want love because they say they have none. Love shows up in the sharing and the more it is given the greater the flow the greater the abundance. This is for the most part mystical and spiritual. I never stopped to look at its feminine and masculine characteristics because for me to be someone who loves is to draw both into your being as needed. But if you find that way, I have no argument. Good to hear from you.
Love, Tom B.
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keep writing i loved it
lovely poem i enjoyed it
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Thanks. I appreciate the compliment.
Love, Tom B.
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"I come against the crashing
seas of love, where the mutable
clay of man is changed, language --
often froth -- becomes metaphor:
accessed easily by the soul
dancing in the scenery -- fluidly --
full of the energy that melds
worlds together."
In the third line there is an extra space between "is" and "changed".
I was thinking that there should be a period after "changed" in the third line and that "language" should start a new stanza.
"Your arms
hold a feast of planets, fruits,
ripe and heavy bending branches,
challenging lips to suckle, calling
heads to come rest in the fulsomeness."
Likewise, I see this as a separate stanza - making a distinction between you "coming against the crashing seas of love" and "your arms" (which sound like a different person/entity)
"I walk upstream, feeling love
rush through every cell, revitalize
what has lain depressed full of death."
These three lines best mirror the title of the piece.
"Shaking the cancers free from the spirit,
letting age and its slave master time
be cast from my heart, laughter --
a bubbling spring -- leaps from
the chest shattering the rocky cave
the chamber where I had been exiled."
These lines, while descriptive, are almost a subtext of the poem, in my view to be somehow distinguished from the main body by indentation or some other structural device.
"Give me my wings, I claim my right
to fly. Give me the golden scales --
I am a dragon wise beyond my years,
full of fires and rich with memories.
Give me this life, I will be at peace."
This stanza goes with the preceding one.
"Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion that heals harm
expels evil with a slash of steel."
This could be its own stanza.
"I stand in the space
where love is born, where
the word begins and its last
echo is heard. Free, at one,
I keep every sparrow whose song
need be heard from falling out of the sky."
A powerful ending, though the last two lines seem incongruous with the rest of the poem and may be best inserted elsewhere. A period after "one" in the second fourth line would set this off just right.
There you have it: my two cents. Thanks (smile)
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You support me in my weakest area. I didn't learn punctuation until I was thirty and had returned to college. I got lost in all the exceptions to the rules and felt that by tht time I was done that so many exceptions made a farce of the idea of rules. I am thankful for the support. As I look at the changes these little punctuations make and verse seperations create I find myself arguing with some of the nuances of participles and "that" and thinking about line breaks. I s
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Dear Tom, I am pleased that you directed me to read I am as one. Your intuition was correct, this is a pure pleasure for me to journey through. I read it twice as once was not enough, I wanted to hear the timbre of your poetic voice again. I like the language used, it undulates along with the sense of coming to completeness and I echo the thought that sometimes language is froth , we become awash with the lap,roll and hush, look for metaphor and recognition of the words being compounded into action. It is when love lifts us beyond The Word, when no more words are necessary or adequate that are able to stand at the apex of the self. Indeed love should not be needy but should both give and recieve equally to satiate the spiritual level love revealed within. Beautifully written. Thankyou for sharing. Peace from across the Pond, Yvette.
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There is always a dance in progress. We learn the steps from being in touch with the music.
Thanks for enjoying this so much and being so moved. Love -- no matter how great our want and need -- is never needy. It lives to be shared to bring us into the flow of grace.
Love, Tom B.
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awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Tom o crap
and i took my time reading this it was great i am adding this to my list on my home page writes i like by my favs oh my hon the whole piece i love it
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Thanks. This is rather a grand vision. Love as it is given heart and soul and how we are in receiving it. How it finally just becomes part of our flow, our being. We change the world not by what we do as much as how we be about it.
Love Tom B.
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tomis, this speaks directly to me, and I am printing it out. This sparrow is listening...
Karen
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Aw, too often the wind from your wings has supported mine.
This was one of my sensual poems about the one who would love.
Love, Tom B.
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inspirational
there are some structural biases I have with this piece, but the overall theme is beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
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Now you have my curiosity and interest. I would love to hear about your biases. It might not change this piece but I could learn something that might affect me in the future. Plus I am always willing to learn more. Thanks for finding the theme beautiful. It was a challenge to present both the intimate and the mystical sides of being one who loves.
Love, Tom B.
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Hey Tom,
Not sure if you remember me, but I still remember you. I love your poetry still and am glad I came back to read some. I've been gone for over a year, but being back and reading such high quality poetry is refreshing. Awesome job at what you've done here!
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I remember. I am glad to see you have returned. Thanks for enjoying the work. It is about the one who would love on a grand mystical scale as well as on the personal intimate scale.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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Beautiful words and the last stanza was stunning. I don't have many words to express tonight but will say this was an excellent read. You have a classic poetic voice.
Helen
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You honor me. I always strive to achieve a true poetic style. At moments like this I begin to think I am succeeding. Thanks.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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That was such a pleasure to read!
I just fell in love...with those last two lines...
I keep every sparrow whose song need be heard from
falling out of the sky....oh, that truly melted my poetic
heart!
so much beauty and wise writing to enjoy in this
smartly written poem!
way to write!
ears/Seattle
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When we combine love with honor and allow ourselves the immediacy of our experience, we realize how much we are part of the universe. We do keep magic alive.
Love,Tom B.
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hmmm.
interesting.
a little abstract at times.
well written.
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Thanks. Appreciate the comment.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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I come against the crashing
seas of love, where the mutable
clay of man is changed
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Loved these opening lines as well as the rest of the write as usual [for it definitely sets the mood for quite a bit of thinking} too much thinking to be absorbed by just one quick read, so I will have to put on my thinking cap later [for as of late I believe I have been wearing the Dunce<----cap. I have come up against the crashing seas, but personally wondering if they were the seas of love . Seemed more like the waves of doom to me as of late [for I am getting knocked down time after time]Maybe I am treading into waters too deep that are stronger than myself.....or waters too shallow that are murky . So I'll set the waters aside and just try for the wings to fly far away, far away where so much business is still unfinished. Urghhhh.....your poem is a beautiful one , and if I read it again next week I might even see the depth and the real beauty of it.....for at this present moment I am drained of all emotion. Fortunately that is always only a temporary state and it willl be this time as well. But I am not drained that empty to where I can not take these words of yours and let them help me climb back up the mountain, In the meantime sending my love from the vslley down below,
much love
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
reenie
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Sometimes the season of dispair occurs so we can become conscious of our foundations and build more securely. We do well not to focus on the shedding but instead on what we need to do for ourselves to heal. You know that you always have a place in my heart as I watch from afar the path you tread within your own. Holding you in the light.
Love,
Tom B.
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Thanks. I enjoyed both the challenge you provided and the inspiration you provided. May your day be increased by the gifts you receive from others.
Love, Tom B.
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I know I read this poem Tomis and thought I commented on it.
Love is powerful and when shared can overcome all extremes. You always make words dance and shine. Oh yes...I know I commented because I told you that you were soaring. I still enjoy!
Always ♥
Renee
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I love the lines 'I come against the crashing
seas of love, where the mutable
clay of man is changed, language --
often froth -- becomes metaphor:
accessed easily by the soul' and then 'Your arms
hold a feast of planets, fruits,
ripe and heavy bending branches,
challenging lips to suckle, calling
heads to come rest in the fulsomeness.' This whole piece is very well-crafted, sir! The very best part of this piece to me was this: 'Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion that heals harm
expels evil with a slash of steel.' Excellent work, the flow was smoother then an established river.
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Glad you enjoyed the lyricism that is so much a part of my work. I appreciate and am thankful you took so much from the imagery and language. Love only shows up in the sharing and it takes the brave to let it cascade from their heart as a gift to all that they touch.
Love, Tom B.
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Such an uplifting and inspiring piece you have penned here Tom. I felt each word as I read. To come full circle: "...space where love is born... and its last echo is heard". Actually a continuous circle of one that is loved. Continue to write so we may all read your words. Love Juls
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Thank you Juls. You caught one of my favorite parts of the poem. For it is a circle and a cycle one we are part and parcel of through many lifetimes.
Love, Tom B.
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Very Thought-provoking...
It would have been very nice to have been able to actually see the photo of your muse's inspiration, but it has been removed somehow. Nevertheless, this is absolutely inspiring and outstanding work!!! I love the stunning ideas flowing within the body of this beauuuuutiful wonder!!! My favorite lines are found within this profound stanza:
"Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion that heals harm
expels evil with a slash of steel."
Much generous food for thought. And I thank you for sharing your brillaint ideas... Excellent metaphoric surrealism and fluid imagery equal a masterpiece's living testamony of your brilliant mind's maahvahlous creativeness!!! Write on, shine on, and all the best of luck to you in this contest!!! Peace, Cyn
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You celebrate the messenger well. I can only give you my thanks and hope that your day is equally blessed. This poem is my attempt to share a vision and from what you say I have succeeded well past my dreams. Thank you
Love, Tom B.
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Very romantic and deep write. I really enjoyed this.
"Language -- often froth -- becomes metaphor"
very engaging line.
well done!
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Language when it becomes powerful contains emotion and brings it to the listener in a way they can access. So much of what is said is to keep the Silence at bay. Love does not war with Silence, but fills it with a sense of Peace and language becomes a way of communicating the gift we are.
Thank you for the kind review.
Love, Tom B.
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Like the other reader I was trying to find the best lines in your poem, I can choose the same, but then the other parts will not be complete in their shine. This is one of your best, strong and deep in its meaning. Verses flows easy, still, I can hear a sound behind it, a sound of beating heart, great heart of poet like you are. It has a very strong beginning, beauty is in the middle and perfection on the end. Then, how to comment this kind of poetry!? Perfect!
~Sonja~
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This is a rich and vibrant review. I am humbled by the compliments it contains. I was gifted with the vision and all I could do was try to share it with my simple words. I am thankful it succeeded so well for you.
Love, Tom B.
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"Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion that heals harm
expels evil with a slash of steel."
Like Tawk below me, these lines stand out to me. You are so correct that Love creates strength expressed as gentleness. Altho, I must comment that I believe that those who have the love should be there for the weak and needy for they are not strong enough to hold on to it themselves.
Very well done, beautiful imagery and powerful words. You are the dragon, wise beyond your years.
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Thank you. Love is a gift that exisits when it is shared. It is a river that enlivens all that it flows through. Shoule we be there for the weak, the poor of spirit, yes. In sharing with them we bring the Light into their lives and they too begin to grow larger and richer. This was a poem about the one who would love and in loveing stand tall as a Light for the world.
Love, Tom B.
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I loved these lines especially
"Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion that heals harm
expels evil with a slash of steel."Wonderful imagery and emotion. Keep up the amazing writing my friend. hug Theresa
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Thank you. It is an amazing thing about love, you have it when you give it away. It teaches you and enlarges you when you let it flow through you and let it bring you to the immediate experience of the day. Thanks again for enjoying it so much. Love, Tom B.
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Makes me want to sit on a cliff and stare out to sea and just think about who penned this and then *sigh Love, C
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I can see you take wing in the lands of dreams and soar on the thermals until you have crossed all the seas 'tween me and thee. Until then may the winds blow kisses through your hair.
Love, Tom B.
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"I come against the crashing
seas of love, where the mutable
clay of man is changed, language --
often froth -- becomes metaphor:"
I do believe you've just written the penultimate poem about the sea, my Friend...I believe there's still one out there, waiting to be found by one of our willing pens. Beautifully done, Poet. Good luck in the contest. Wanda
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Thanks Wanda, I truly appreciate the compliment. May you fish the stars and ride the storms freely until all the crests of frothy delight have told you their secrets.
Love, Tom B.
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Tomis
This was exceptional!I loved how you wrote this from alittle passion to the stuggles to find peace and freedom.My thoughts were deeply embedded in this facinating write. Thanks for leading me to it on both my names
I can't really pick a favorite part but i must say this moved my heart for many reasons as you understand why.
I walk upstream, feeling love
rush through every cell, revitalize
what has lain depressed full of death.
Shaking the cancers free from the spirit
Give me my wings, I claim my right
to fly. Give me the golden scales --
I am a dragon wise beyond my years,
full of fires and rich with memories.
Give me this life, I will be at peace.
Love is not for the weak and needy.
No, it creates strength expressed as gentleness,
teaches compassion that heals harm
expels evil with a slash of steel.
You are the master of words my dear friend,
because you write from heart...
Love,
~Lisa~
&
Lifetime
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I wrote this about the one who loves. Love makes us strong and rich, it brings us in touch with the world when we love true. Stretches us beyond our boundaries and makes us grow in ways we never expected. Glad you enjoyed this so much. I know you are finding your own strength I wait for the blossoms that will result.
Love, Tom B.
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Dear sweet tomisb:
To know you is to know how to read you.....
Your words can mean so very much to one,
and yet, something else to someone else.....
This piece to me is a journey through life, it's
ups, downs, love and end..... To feel your words
I must close my eyes, and wander with you, your
thoughts, your words; true enjoyment..... In all,
this is completeness, love's surroundings, life.....
I thank you for always remembering me,
for teaching me as you do, for guiding me
in words, and most importantly, for "YOU".
Blessed be always tomisb, with love, light and
all things good, for you've earned them.....
Always, forever,
AngelicMistress... -Tanya
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So often we write on being loved or on the physical aspects of the expression of love. I wanted to focus on the lover and how they are moved to a greater place of being simply by giving love so freely unexpectantly.
How the energy carries one beyond all conflict to a oneness of being.
Thought you might enjoy this and the taste of its richness.
Love, Tom B.
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wonderful!
I especially loved the lines: Your arms
hold a feast of planets, fruits,
ripe and heavy bending branches,
challenging lips to suckle, calling
heads to come rest in the fulsomeness.
I wasn't terribly moved by the latter half of the poem (maybe it could be tightened a little?) but the opening was exquisite. thank you!
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This was a brief touch of the sensually erotic, a small part of the panapoly of love. This was focused on the lover. If you like the deeply sensual erotica you should check out my list Sensual Breathing.
Love, Tom B.
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I lost my conciousness while reading this poem good woork father it really makes one think!
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High compliment to take another on trips that require dreams.
Love,Tom B.
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I commend your life choice here. Very powerful write. I pull muscles contemplating it...
Reminds me of the definition of "Meek"
stregth under control
http://allpoetry.com/poem/2538206
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Ah, those spiritual muscles that would bring you outside yourself in "the zone" present to the experience of your experience. Excercise. True, there is a vast difference between the "meek" and those who are needy or egocentric in the face of love. To give love is to have love. Nothing else is like that. Thanks for the pleasure of your thoughts.
Yours in the Light,
Tom B.
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Brother Tomis ~
Rich in Imagery and radiant with message on high ~
The picture prompt is gone, however, I did not need it, as you shared your own vision and painted my own world while reading your words ~
3rd L up from bottom.....*one*....or...*once*?
That was the only area which my mind stumbled....other than that, a spectacular piece of Art for those loving the written word,
...good luck and God bless you!
Brother Bear ~
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To be at one, complete with everything. I guess I spend to much time reading mystics. I am glad you enjoyed this. Little is said of the one who loves, wholly, openly, giving to everything. I wanted this poem to be of this focus. Glad you enjoyed.
Love, Tom B.
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Omigosh This is just so very beautiful! Sigh...
Makes my heart feel warmed and touched for I know this love so profoundly!
Wishing you the very best of all there is!
Hugs,
Sandy
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Thank you, my friend. For this is the song of the lover who knows how to walk towards the source and knows they are richer for letting it flow through and sharing it so it goes on and on and on ....
Love, Tom B.
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TB...You never ever cease to amaze me...How uplifting and inspirational is this...All in completeness in surrounding love, life, the blessings! Thank you for sharing with me....Lifes Philosopher! Of the glorious beauty of lifes existence...love that word "fulsomeness" so surrounding....encompassing!
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Glad I could. Good to see you J. G. you know you got a spot in my heart always.
Yeah, this is a poem about being a lover, truly. Not a romancer, but a true lover, some one strong enough to let love be their gift to all around them. Joy the dynamic force of their action. We all have those moments, all too brief, where we suddenly are part of the world, complete.
Yours in the Light,
Tom B.
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Love is the universal language and you express yourself so well, my friend. As usual, you have lifted up the clouds and let the sun shine in on me
today. This is truly a wonderful piece of work.
Love, Lane
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This was one of those late night implosions, when I suddenly had the machine scream tilt and all the bumpers lit up with words. It is kind of fun when it happens. This was just about the lover. What it means, to me at least, to dance in the Light and be full of Love, glad you enjoyed.
Love, Tom B.
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Ooooo Tom, you can certainly press those romantic buttons of mine, this has to be one of the best i've read in a long long while. This is stunningly beautiful, and written with such depth of passion. I love it! sj
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Now, I am the one who must say thanks. For you gift me with the joy that all poet's souls long for, to know they have moved the heart of a reader to places unexpected, touched them when they least expected. My simple language tries to catch as clearly as I can the vision of what a person who stands in Light and Love can experience in the immediacy of the moment they are moved by the gifts of love.
Yours in the Light,
Tom B.
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AWESOME!
Hi there Tom! Nice work on this romantic poem that you worked on! Great imagery coming together in this! I enjoyed the line "Love is not for the weak and needy". Good poin that your brought out! THANKS AGAIN!!
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The object in this was to talk about how love moves the lover. Those that seek love to make them feel better or to somehow make them better as a human or seeking for all the wrong reasons. Love makes us richer because we give without seeking recompense. Life is like that.
Love, Tom B.
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I am dumbstruck as to what to say here in the way of a comment. I don't think any poem has touched my heart quite a deeply as this one. It actually moved me to tears. Tears of joy and wonder. The uniqueness of your words is astonishing. I can only sigh at the beauty they hold. Your words flow like the waves of the sea, soft and smooth yet powerful. Thank you for sharing your words with me and best wishes to in all of your endeavors. Keep that quill dipped in ink and ever ready for use dear poet for you possess a great gift that deserves to be shared, savored and feasted upon.
♥ Touchof1der
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As you can see the word came late at night. I was turning off the lights and smoking the last cigarette when the first line burst upon my consciousness.
Thanks for sharing how deeply this touched you. A writer can ask for no greater compliment, then to know they have touched the heart of another.
Love lives, untouched by time, in its own universe. We are priveleged to be available to feel its currents as they course through us. Again my thanks for finding so much in my simple words.
Love, Tom B.
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Thank you so much for sharing this..it waltzes across the page and wends its way into my heart. I'm always moved by your writes, and this is no exception..truly outstanding.
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No higher compliment can I be given then to say I always move you. These are but simple words for a grander vision that I can only do my best to share. Sometimes it appears I am fortunate and succeed grandly. Your kind words bring a smile to my heart.
Love, Tom B.
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Your wings are intact. You are free to fly, to soar, to reach all the heights that are desired... I have yet to view the picture that inspired you to write but your words cause me to use my imagination and I believe it is closely related to the artists rendering. I feel lifted to flight after reading this poetry Tomis. I am glad I chose this time to read your poetry, it is perfect timing for me at this time.
Breathtaking work here dear brother! I wish you the best in the challenge!
All My Love ♥
Renee
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It is always a joy to be a gift for your spirit. These are but my mumblings of the vision I am gifted with. I do my best to share. Glad it touched.
Love, Tom B.
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I can feel you as you wrote this journey of freedom. I know how just one little thing can spark the best poems, from living life. I just wrote a poem about letting go and being free, inspired by Carol's prompt: casting. You can take a grain of salt and turn it into a mine. Best wishes in this contest. You are such an inspiration as always. I have learned a lot from you, and when I was least expecting it, Pow! My old high school crush called me after 44 years. Need I say more. A part of you has verbally become a part of me. I just can't use words as well as you. Thank you for the link!
Linda
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I read the poem and thought I had left a note. Enjoyed the piece well. I am honored to be considered an inspiration. I, only, accept the journey my visions give me and feel blessed to have some skill at language to at least share them in my simple way.
Love, Tom B.
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You are free. I read this one out loud and it's an amazing poem. I was caught up in the rapture of your thoughts... I love how you realized you were still alive in every sense. An angelic force, the dragon and the power within is just mystical; You are one with life. If only more people could connect like this where would we be? Your words enhanced beautiful thoughts of love....novy
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Thanks novy, I tried to catch how we be when we begin to allow ourselves to see how much we are part of this world and how we can be. Glad you took away so much from my simple words.
Love, Tom B.
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Well the touch and dash then lock down analytical approach has inspired your muse to produce the grand jewel... This is another of your "most beautiful" writes!!! Best of luck in the contest!!!
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I am glad you enjoy my big visions so much.
Love, Tom B.
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I keep every sparrow from falling out of the sky...this is where love is...to help the kind, those in need. Let my dragons fury make me sense that all I can be!
Very well written my friend!
~Sie
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We all are so much more than we see. Have access to far greater levels of strength than we believe.
Thanks for stopping by.
Love, Tom B.
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OMG, this is an incredible penning...I have no doubt yoru Muse dipped from heaven's well for this poem. What a dear and clear poem. Bravo, pen friend!!!!!!!
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I sure you realize how totally fascinated I am by the spiritual, metaphysical, magikal. Better said, how much these visions are the strength of my life.
I often get caught in the dryness of analysis for days. Then out of nowhere or erupting from some deep well with me, the poems comes fully ripe and I am blessed.
Thanks for sharing with me how much this poem touched you.
Love, Tom B.
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