The anima of existence are channled
through the sensations of the mortal condition.
Piercing sounds vibrating.
Life’s soliloquy
invisible manifestos governing the
aftermath of genesis.
Where words dissolve into five cardinal senses,
humanity obsessively decoding
one’s meaning within times cauldron.
We, who know the impact of being alive….
Author notes
PROMPT:
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
Throughout the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
-THOMAS OSBERT MORDAUNT 1730 - 1809
photo credit:
by Benisdelicious
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A contest entry
- Super quickie!!! Prompt Posted! by Luckintheshadows.
400 points, ended September 14, 2008, 2 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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this was just awesome. amazing even. found a new page to stalk, luvin ur work
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Where words dissolve into five cardinal senses,
humanity obsessively decoding
one’s meaning within times cauldron.
We, who know the impact of being alive….
This is a quickie? Man, this is great. I am in love actually. I have so many thoughts racing. Fantastic read. he image is wonderful. Congratulations on your gold. I am impressed.
much love,
jin
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Superb poetry here. Congrats on the gold.
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oh my! this is great...lol, the only actual poem in my contest, but I still think this is a truly superb offering, I'm so pleased you could find inspiration from the prompt given.
Thank you for sharing this, and taking the time to enter my contest,
Luck. -
This is an incredible take on the prompt, and image to go alongside. Very well penned piece to provoke the mind.
"The anima of existence are -channeled-
through the sensations of the mortal condition.
Piercing sounds vibrating."
.. A great opening here, though I think in the third line, 'vibrate' may sound more flush with the piece ..
The rest leaves so much room for thought. Nice write!
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