PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

sometimes

I'd just like to fly

away to some grander than grand

precipice

to a place beyond the reach of all men

where the universe and all her yet named

weary sisters

relax

as if in some magical stasis

where they are free to witness grandeur

through some unparalleled perfection's image

as it puts on an unforgettable show

why I am almost envious of the before

even as I long for nearly every after that

has yet to come

such pages must be

illuminating

the human mind simply can not fully enfold

all the possibilities of all thats meant

to be

fascination only further creates luminous

veils of mysterious new ideas

where one's natural tendencies can not escape

the more tender imagination's notice

such sparked spear of spiritual need

guides me and mine pensive pen

leading unto

but  a few drizzling drops of ink's truth

where only through the pen and poet's door

am I able to more curiously see beyond my

own mind and this fickle page

and yet

for the most guarded second

in such a place

I possess no gift

rather

it is the supposed gift that possesses me

and I am slave to.........

where as before

I was these same words'

careful creator

irony it appears

comes in many unimaginable forms

and speaks to one

upon numerous mental levels

I must be oh so very loved

to have been allowed such recognized

opportunity in the moment

to personally witness just this

as it was being handed down

the spirit of generosity

unmasks itself before m

such wonder

mere words

could not any further

describe..................

(Nov. 30, 1998)