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I'm Thinking ...

When fleet concentration meets captivation
I’m released with the fine art of syncing -
This new dimension becomes an extension
So I soar with the flight of new thinking.

This art of reflection seeks out a connection
As the mind, mediates all the linking,
This new fascination breeds fine germination
While it pushes aside wishful thinking.

A new comprehension alerts my attention
A few facts may be viewed as hoodwinking,
While the last of the senses then form a consensus
To enjoy, all I feel without blinking.

From morning ‘til night my soul feels delight
And my heart, like a lighthouse, keeps winking -
In those silent spaces, there’s angelic-like faces
And it’s those that preclude thoughts of sinking.




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  • toomysterious
    December 6, 2008

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    Nothing like a positive charge to start the day. I'll be back to read more in good time as I see you have a lot to say on a lot of things.


  • Aesthete2000 gold member
    November 26, 2008

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    The pace is delightful,
    the race of your thoughts,
    the surge from introspection
    to your joy of revelation!

    Cleverly invigorating,
    positively exciting!!

    Love it!

    M-C


  • Yemassee gold member
    November 25, 2008

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    Huh? lol Let me read that again!

    Ok, that definitely needed a more concerted effort!

    It's Inspiration (in any one of many possible forms,) and you've given us the impetus and process involved.

    "In those silent spaces, there’s angelic-like faces
    And it’s those that preclude thoughts of sinking."

    I could be off here, but I read that as, "the new faces that you created with your germination...your new ideas, inspiration.

    Being less introspective than you, I just put on a fake mustache and look at myself in the mirror.

    While you are observing, redefining and coming to a consensus...my thoughts are more basic..."Stomach growl...me hungry...me find food...stop stomach grumble."

    You are a member of the Winklings? I didn't know that.

    Thanks, it was, as Bad Bill said...clever...and as I said...introspective...and as Sir Ima just told me, creative...and he knows more than I do.

  • Bad Bill
    November 24, 2008
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    Clever...and marvellously well-rhymed! Best of luck in the contest.

    Bill


  • poetrandy
    November 24, 2008
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    Very good!

    Interesting thoughts and ideas! Good luck in the contest!

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