Anticipation of the incredible oblivion
Rhapsody of harmonic improvisation
Ornate clouds of gold and silver afloat
Umlauts colliding vibrations in a moat
Naked wind clattering the leaves of old trees
Dancing whirlwinds of sunshine and moonbeams
There arises a hot pocket of molecules
Happily seeking other elemental fuels
Enticing the cold to dip toward the earth
Congruently haphazard seeking a quiet hearth
Engendering moisture to store for a later rain
Naïve enough to expect the species of the insane
To prepare for and gather up a creation of life force
Excitement candid and simple as it runs its course
Rivers of unformed matter catch the thoughts formed
Off the vibrations of the radio waves of matter born
From the abyss of nothingness into the chaos
To join the order of the circle of the perfect sphere
Hieroglyphic learning absorbed through to peer
Echo’s into the space between all that is and will ever be
Sibyl of a future yet to be written and read freely
Known by all Genuses’ that acknowledges the keeper
Yearning for the energy of free thinking deeper
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Usually I can spot an acrostic a mile away. This one didnt reveal itself until the end, and to it's credit, gave it that much more meaning. Excellent take-thank you for taking the time to enter, and I wish you all the best.
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This poem is wonderful to those who are word lovers, but to most I feel it will seem a daunting task. I must say, for the first time in a while, I will earn the points I get for decyphering the meaning. Some people have great skills in making the hardest of things sound simple to the soul. You my friend, are someone who does the direct opposite. Although I am not necessarily a word lover, I can respect your taste in writing enough to not criticize that which is not my cup of tea, after all, I am just one with an opinion.
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simply put WOW
this is awesome to say the least..you have painted a kaleidoscope of images across your canvas of words...excellent and thank you kindly for sharing it with me...
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the dept is the journey,
evolution draws us deeper into stillness
this is the dept, the quiet,
nothing is the all
quite interesting read my friend
God bless you...
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