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CUZ OF THESE FEELINGS
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SYD BARRETT AVENUE
cuz of these feelings
that rise
every time I think of you
I see you there
alone
walking down the avenue
and my heart beats
like a Celtic Warrior;’
my blood
boils over like
that of a witch’s cauldron
I think of you
kindly thinking
of warm fireplaces
and red roses
over dinner theatre
but there’s empathy
and sympathy
but passion held
to simmering
and along with you
fantasy does not
yet become
reality sought.
At a distance
everything remains
"reality sought"
the heart of the matter remains. Nice write 65 more to go.
as if I would seek out
as if I would seek out reality
This is an excellent
This is an excellent evocation, but the insight presented in the last two lines is so profoundly moving that I had to read them twice just to take the message in. Wow! Those two lines are the kind that other poets (including this one) wish, or will wish, that they had written. I applaud the greatness of the whole poem, and its stunning conclusion; quite an accomplishment!!!
Starward
the more that things change
the more that things change the more they stay the same