Precariously perched
On the escarpment of commitment
I ponder leaping into
Obscured and hazy
Matters of the heart
In vain I gaze
At blurred horizon
That beckons me
With promises
Enshrined in tales of bliss
Praying for clarity
Perceiving none
I seek comfort
In muddy waters
I wade on
Learning how to dance
On a shifting carpet
Feeling rather new
In these old skins
Endorphin’s numbing joy
How I long to be sleeping with you
Dreaming of you
Waking with you
Again, again and again
With all that goes between
North and south
Longing for the equator
Open doors to open hearts
Let spirit soar beyond the dream
Just fly
Copyright ©Henri Ferguson 2004
Author notes
I think it explains itself.
Written July 12th, 2004
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It was wonderful to find your kind words and comments, and I'm even more pleased to return the favour. Standing at the brink of something beautiful and breathtaking, can be daunting and exciting, overwhelming and yet, so freeing. You've captured the perfection of these moments, as only you can. You have hte soul of a musician and poet, and an intellect that matches your talents. Lovely stuff, Fergs! How's the music bizzo treatin you? If you're writing songs as lovely as your poetry, I reckon you're doing alright.
x Tilly
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"Endorphin’s numbing joy"
Yeah, being in love gets those natural endorphins kicking, makes you feel alive, elated, high. Its a wonderful feeling. I like the artwork accompanying the poem... it really hammers home the idea that your words and love are just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. You are such a romantic Henri -- dont ever change. It is good to see you writing again. Regards, Helen
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If your words create images in a beautiful mind such as maria's who commented before me you have succeeded in touching upon the bare essence of our being. You can fly, my friend!
Rage -
I see myself sitting at the top of a mountain, staring at the silence. I listen to the blissful music of the moment. I can hear the hypnotic, melancholy notes of a sax. Silence becomes the music. Beautiful.
Thank you, Maria -
I understand decisions that need to be made. How scary contemplating commitment can be. "Do I? Do I not?" and what if? I can only say the heart knows. Sometimes just being still...and listening to it will solve the dilemma.
The entirety of the poem is a delicate balance of this indecisiveness. Intermingled with dashes of desire, fear and that everpresent longing. And the picture, well...how perfect that iceberg is, with it's 90% hidden under arctic waters.
Somehow I know in your heart of hearts...you know that answer already.
Best of wishes...will be thinking positive thoughts...for your perfect decision. Lucky woman...
Maddie -
I sit here in this house so hot from this summer day in Arizona, and I read this. Sigh.... I am dipped in cool waters that swirl my mind. Your words flow over and around me...They make me ache.
Thank you...
Mary ann
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It explains itself well, and beautifully written as well. My only complaint is you dont share your words often enough, This is beautiful in both word and display.
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Hey Henri this is great. Love is a glorious and wonderful thing. The strongest part in my opinion for writing poetry as lovely as this. Great image it impact the poem well and helps actually the structurize you though basis. Great Job. Trot
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Ah Henri.. such subtle depths to this, we can all flounder on the surface yet underneath we are paddlin' like ducks..
Nicely written hun.. well done sir
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wow that was beautiful. i love the picture...it has such a beautiful meaning with this poem. *sigh* love is so sweet. i love the imagery you put into it. i really liked the line: Learning how to dance
On a shifting carpet
love is everchanging, yet it is like a dance. hmm...curious poem idea. haha well i loved your poem great write! keep it up!
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This is LOVELY, ferg...beautiful picture, elegantly written poem...well doone!...swan
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I think that this poem is awesome...endorphine?...i know there are drugs for that...but I find that this poem went so much deeper then a poem written by someone on drugs...I found that this poem was something that you wrote from the heart..about someone that you are longing for..beautiful and it flowed perfectly in rythmn, yet still wasn't marred by what I call the
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reaching new heights in the swirls and loops of thought that convuluse through your mind and into your pen and onto your page.....very nice piece that takes one away from the mudane levels we al exist on to a higher plane that uplifts...Artis
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love reading about love being in love hearing love seeing love
makes the world go 'round and all that. enjoy, enjoy...such a lovely ride.
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this was beautiful, i read it twice... and the picture just added to it... very creative
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Dearest Henry
Your poem is but the proverbial tip of the iceberg ... Calculating and carefully structured words, surfacing on the seething heat of passionate feelings - "longing for the equator" (!)
To shrink and to expand, expand and shrink within embrace ... melted ice, melted eyes, melted hearts - frozen moments of bliss.
Brilliant.
Myra
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Beautiful
Simply beautiful! Great word choice.The picture is well in compliance.Excellently written. -
Indeed it does. So often we settle for those muddy waters when taking a risk would lead us to explore fountains crisp and brimming with dreams. I love the picture. I have read so many poems lately about taking risks, flying towards dreams, goal achieving. I think they are speaking to me, like a magnet they draw me in. If only I could apply your words to my own life but fear strangles me with penetrating hands.
Superb poem
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Excellent! A pleasure to read!
I love love (and love this poem, too)!!! Your feelings beautifully expressed, as always! Fortunately, happiness is contagious..and I'm very happy for you! Hope to read more like this from you!
May you soar with wings of love!
<3 Maureen
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This is so beautiful. And the picture goes along so nicely. You expressed everything so well, really made the reader see it. Nice job
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Feeling rather new
In these old skins
Henri, this is beautiful. And with all that goes in between - she must be wonderful. I love it when I feel like this, its like the air I breathe even smells sweet. You have taken me to a place where I just love to be, thank you for that.
~ becky
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