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Some things are best left pure;
first kisses, the first time you touch
an earthworm, the first step
you had to have taken
but don't remember.
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For me it was Liberty Leading
the People and Liberty
on New York's front porch.
Now I know why Christians
do not worship idols. They
have power and take you
elsewhere. Out of your skin.
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These memories will never be
tainted by false hopes, deception,
or love gone off. They deserve
to own their lives.
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When snow falls and turns into
sparkling white across the landscape
under moonlight or a single street light,
a feeling comes and stays. Time freezes.
A purity happens.
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The cause is a billion points
that glisten like frost crusted
microscopic stars signalling from
an untamed untouchably
unattainable blue-white.
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Lady A
07-31-13
9:42p
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I have to ask, are your poems
I have to ask, are your poems written free-flowing stream of consciousness or carefully planned out? Either way you pluck the words out well.
Poem Plan
I used to sculpt poems years back, now there are so many written works and vocabularies to choose from and to the lists add videos, documentaries, tv series, movies, and what I window-watch and living- hear - I aim for relevance and sometimes just float around in my aesthetic - a means to approach the surreal. Not planned per se, but usually hard edited afterward to find the alternate platform for saying, to purge cliche, or rework haunting syntax. That's a plan of sorts, I suppose. ~A~
Allets...this has touched me
Allets...this has touched me deeply. There is such a synergy of thought and feeling with these words for me---and resonates within me to the core of how I live (meaning how one lives: my 'religion'-- in the moment). I do want to see you clarify the last line as to whether you might mean 'untamed' or 'untainted'....(?) As always thanks for sharing your talent with all.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Organized Purity
was the goal - looking at metaphorical new snowfall at night under artificial illumination - the points of light are finite and organized - meaning: the wonder of looking at blue-white snow at night and a myriad reflections - thanks to the word untamed, adding "wild" to the conotation, disorganization as a counter point to enlarge the idea of "order". Untainted connotes untouched nature, I suppose equally existing in its own realm inside the natural world as a symbol for purity. Untamed implies mastery is missing, inserting the notion of taintablility suggests human design. Also, I went for muted tones, not hard t's, to control the mood. The onomatopoeia would have worked though.
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~A~
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Edit
"Heaven" was the disruption, removed it and rearranged for balance. Thanks.
~A~
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