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May. 3rd, 2005 08:41 pmI should be writing Spanish. I should VERY URGENTLY be writing Spanish... but this is what came out instead...
Ode to life’s small wonders
I have never looked up at a full moon
Laid on the soft grey-lit grass
My back damp but still warm
Your comfortable presence by my side.
But I have loved with such intensity
That all else pales
And life seems but a shadow
And I can’t help my heart singing with joy
I have never known what it is to hunger
Never known the dry earth to crack and crumble
Beneath worn out, famine-shrivelled toes
Nor walked miles for a single drop of muddied water
But I have thirsted for knowledge
Like a grey old scholar
Found solace in the words of others
Had my mind forced open and broken down
I have never seen total darkness
Had my hopes crushed inescapably
Known the despair that comes
When there is nothing that can be done
But I have stood in blackness ringed with light
Seen the sun be hidden and yet still live
The sea spray shining suddenly no more
Tasting sweet ever-after on my lips
I have never floated over myself
Died and risen again
The choice between now and then
Has never been laid at my feet
But I have opened my eyes to see bright light
Streaming through a window
And wondered at the way it highlights the dust
So they become prisms falling slowly.
I have never believed in war
Felt the hard cold blood-lust rise beneath my skin
Needed to tear apart the earth
Simply to see that I could do it
But I have seen the light-dappled earth
Leaf-littered beneath green-sprouting branches
Each ray a water droplet staining the ground
Warming my skin, a dry forest shower.
So many frozen moments I have still to know
And memories of things I’ve had
Tinged with feelings past, like old inks
And some still fresh and new, drying in my mind.
Creativity ROCKS. Am off to finish that song... and find out what my Dad is listening to, cos it's GOOD! Amazingly!
Ode to life’s small wonders
I have never looked up at a full moon
Laid on the soft grey-lit grass
My back damp but still warm
Your comfortable presence by my side.
But I have loved with such intensity
That all else pales
And life seems but a shadow
And I can’t help my heart singing with joy
I have never known what it is to hunger
Never known the dry earth to crack and crumble
Beneath worn out, famine-shrivelled toes
Nor walked miles for a single drop of muddied water
But I have thirsted for knowledge
Like a grey old scholar
Found solace in the words of others
Had my mind forced open and broken down
I have never seen total darkness
Had my hopes crushed inescapably
Known the despair that comes
When there is nothing that can be done
But I have stood in blackness ringed with light
Seen the sun be hidden and yet still live
The sea spray shining suddenly no more
Tasting sweet ever-after on my lips
I have never floated over myself
Died and risen again
The choice between now and then
Has never been laid at my feet
But I have opened my eyes to see bright light
Streaming through a window
And wondered at the way it highlights the dust
So they become prisms falling slowly.
I have never believed in war
Felt the hard cold blood-lust rise beneath my skin
Needed to tear apart the earth
Simply to see that I could do it
But I have seen the light-dappled earth
Leaf-littered beneath green-sprouting branches
Each ray a water droplet staining the ground
Warming my skin, a dry forest shower.
So many frozen moments I have still to know
And memories of things I’ve had
Tinged with feelings past, like old inks
And some still fresh and new, drying in my mind.
Creativity ROCKS. Am off to finish that song... and find out what my Dad is listening to, cos it's GOOD! Amazingly!
lovely poetry
Date: 2005-05-06 04:27 pm (UTC)Re: lovely poetry
Date: 2005-05-08 06:48 pm (UTC)poetry
Date: 2005-05-07 11:54 pm (UTC)is there anything you can't do????
anyways, well done - muchos kudos for thee
TTFN
Gulliver
p.s. read your fiction press stuff. further impressed...
Re: poetry
Date: 2005-05-08 06:49 pm (UTC)